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Politics in the workplace!

Had a rather ‘lovely’ encounter with a customer who decided it was appropriate to call me a capitalist pig as I was serving another customer (the mouthy guy was behind my customer). The reason why? Because I asked my customer if he would like to buy any of the chocolate that was on the till.

What he said knocked me for six. I looked at him, said, “Sorry?” and he said, “You bloody heard me!” and started berating me for forcing my customers to buy things they don’t want (Um. Wrong. I am NOT forcing them, I’m merely asking them if they would like to buy it. How is that forcing them?). He also accused me of committing some sort of obscure ‘ism’ that not only had I never heard of at the time, but also can’t remember what it was for the life of me. I can only assume that it is some sort of political jargon.

Anyway, I told him that I have to ask every customer, and then he turned to the customer I was actually serving and started telling him that I was just another capitalist and that I was the blame for the country being in the state that it was in and he was trying to get him to agree. My customer just looked at me and rolled his eyes, trying not to smirk. It made me feel a bit better. You could tell that my customer thought the guy was an utter plank and making himself look stupid.

I served my customer and off he went. So the mouthy guy was next. I asked him if he was interested in buying any chocolate to which he scoffed and said, “Are you serious? No! If I want it, I’ll buy it!” I told him once again that I HAVE to ask, it’s part of my job. He ignored this and, again, started rambling on about how I was ruining this country and forcing my customers to buy things. I just got him out of the shop as quickly as I could after that.

I am not a political person. At all. I don’t like it. I don’t do it. I don’t talk about it. I am certainly not a capitalist! So this guy just slammed into me for no reason and tried to blame me for the state of the country because I’m apparently a capitalist according to him. How is doing ones job the way they are asked to by the company a deciding factor on their political beliefs? It’s my fucking job! I don’t have a choice!

PS – I was especially focused on pushing those chocolate sales and I really did have to ask every customer because my bosses boss (area manager) was in and scoping the shop. To save myself the bother, I probably wouldn’t have asked Mr. Angry if he wanted the chocolate, since it was obvious he wasn’t going to buy it anyway. But I didn’t really have a choice. If the area manager was round the corner at that moment I would have been in big trouble. So it was a no-win situation for me.

Sucks from the land of soap

Originally posted by whimsyjazz at Sucks from the land of soap
I make goat's milk soap and essential oil perfumes and sell them online and at craft shows/farmers' markets.

Dear customers, I get it that you are looking for a specific scent - lavender, lilac, etc. - but if I don't have it, please to not be rolling your eyes and going "WHAT GOOD ARE YOU!" and stomping away. Can't read your mind - especially a month ago when I was making the soaps to sell today. (Often what people ask for is what I make for the next event, but that's the closest I can come to fulfilling on-the-spot requests)

Alternatively, if you're looking for vegan soap, well, no, mine are made with goat milk, so they're not vegan. But hey, there's a lovely lady six booths down who *is* selling vegan soap! How about you pop down there and see what she's got? She refers people to me who want goat milk soap or fancy decorated tops --- oh, you'd rather stand here and yell at me for milking the poor mistreated goats, thanks for that.

No, sneaky soaper person, I'm not going to tell you my standard formula. I know you're not just a customer. Asking me for saponification values in my oils was kind of a giveaway.

Not a suck, just something amusing: The soapmaker community has a word for some people who walk by our booths: soap whisperers. They're the ones who look at our soap, whisper "sssssssoap" to their companions, and keep walking. Oooookay?
come the fuck on
  • xeonha

nuts.

Late Easter suck.

I had to work on Easter, and even though I'm not religious my family celebrates it together. So I was pretty disappointed that I wasn't able to spend it with my family.

But what really got me, was a family that had just obviously came from church for Easter Sunday. There were only two other people there so I wasn't able to come back into the dining room until they had left. They not only left their tray and every single bit of trash strewn over their table and about two others, but they left piles of salt and trash from other places....

Whatever, this happens at least twice a week. People be gross.

That was until I saw a pamphlet. A pamphlet that was propaganda for their church, and telling me how I was going to hell for working on Easter. OH HELL NO.
Ugly Dog

customer suck - Private schools are apparently serious business

I work at a call center ( 2 years almost, yay ) that helps teachers in several states in the US with standardized testing procedures, including printing/ordering labels, shipping materials back, what you can or can't do during the testing, how to use our web portals, etc...

Eventually we get a few gems, of school administrators we have grown to love so much( I will post more as I remember them). Here is one that wasn't a school administrator, but it was totally worth it:
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tl;dr - Citizen totally loses it when learns a private school doesn't take a standardized testing only required by public schools.