Saturday, November 17, 2012

So Much For Having Christmas Cheer

An old fart (can I call women old farts? Old Fartee?) demanded I grab the Black Ops game for her grandson. I said I'd grab it and bring it back to the register to be paid for.
"I want to pay for it up front."
"All games from the cabinet need to be paid for back here."
"I always pay for it at the front!"
"I'm just following orders, ma'am."
"UGH! FINEEEEEE!"
I feel so sorry for customer service because she's going to be pissed for having to return this game in a few days. She just said she wanted Black Ops so I grabbed her the first one for being such a bitch.

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