Well, today wasn't too bad, even though I had to work at the customer service desk. Come NEXT weekend though I may be singing a different tune because by that time it will have been over two weeks since I'll have had a day off!!
The customers were in short supply today...the store has actually been quite dead lately...thank GOD for small miracles!! Of course though the customers that I HAVE had are enough to make up for it!!
I'll call him Ms. Smith. That's not a typo...he could really have been named QUEEN for a day. He's the type of guy who screams gay with every movement and word out of his mouth, yet swears he has a girlfriend who "lives in another state"....anyway, Ms. Smith comes up to the desk to pick up a special order vanity for his new bathroom. Waiting five minutes to have this thing brought up front from the receiving area apparently didn't set too well with him, which was demonstrated with his exasperated sighs and constant tapping of his fingernails (which were 4 inches long and perfectly manicured by the way) on the counter. I have a look that I can give to people that tells them, "you're really pissing me off" and trust me when I tell you, as I'm standing at the counter I gave Ms. Smith this look quite a few times! Apparently he noticed because he started doing the tapping even harder...I guess it was somewhat of a power struggle....I just love those in my position there because I always win. Ms. Smith wasn't going to be my first defeat, either.
"Sir, would you mind not tapping your fingernails on the counter?"
"Is it bothering you? Because I'm bothered having to wait for something that I ordered two weeks ago!"
"First of all, yes, it is bothering me. Secondly, if you would have called in advance as it states on your agreement, your item would have been waiting for you when you walked in the door and there would be no need to tap your fingernails on the counter as though this is in someway our fault that you have to wait for it to be brought up."
Ms. Smith knew he'd been defeated. He stopped tapping his nails on the counter and slowly walked to the other end of the counter and waited quietly for his vanity to arrive. I, of course, reveled in yet another victory over an unruly jerk.
I also got my 90 day review today...even though it hasn't been quite 90 days since I went to work there...it was a good review. That's a good thing because had it been LESS than what I wanted it to be, today would have been my last day there. I think that my immediate supervisor knew that, but at the same time she can't deny that I do a good job. Even though I relate the stories of the customers from hell, I am still very nice to the ones whose goal in life is to give me a bunch of shit. I also know my job, and learned it in a very short amount of time...another reason she's not very happy that I dropped down to part time status. So she gave me a good review and all is well with the world.
So that's about it for tonight. My goal for this coming week is to catch up with all you out there. I've seriously neglected my blog lurking duties of late and I feel very ashamed!
Have a good week!