Tales from retail

20 08 2008

God, C comes home with the weirdest stories.  For your reading pleasure, here is a bizarre conversation that she was involved in at work tonight:

Woman in her fifties talking to a cashier: Excuse me, the phone outside stole my money. (notices C)  Oh! You’re a manager! I should talk to you. The phone outside ate my money.
C: I’m sorry ma’am, I can’t do anything about the phone.  The phone company rents the space.
Woman: Oh no, it’s not that, I tried to get a credit from the phone company and they wouldn’t give it to me.  I was talking to my oldest child when the phone cut off a couple minutes into the conversation.  I think it has something to do with the chip that was put in my ear when I was younger.
C:   . . .
Woman: You see, I was one of 8 children and my parents wanted to keep track of us.  So they put the chips in.  And now when I talk to my children, the phone always dies.  I’ve also been picking up other people’s conversations and I do not like them.  I’ve spoken to doctors about getting it removed and the police about having it turned off, and they can’t help me.  What would you recommend?
C:  . . . Well, um, you could maybe talk to a pharmacist, or um . . .
Cashier also present: What about a spy shop?  They have all those gadgets, maybe they would know how to turn it off!

As they continue talking, C runs away (walks quickly, same thing) into the office so she can finally laugh.

She also kicked a woman out of the store for, well, being rude and loud and yelling a lot and being a bitch.  At one point, the woman told C that “in New Orleans they don’t treat their customers like this!!”  C responded by saying, “Yes, they do.”

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21 08 2008
jamiepants

Hey Sharon…
didn’t feel like writing on a really long ass pajiba comment…
After the hurricane about 20 of my friends all decided to move to Austin as a group, so I understand your predicament. I’ll let them know where to go, so thanks.
I work at UNO, by the way…just thought I’d mention!

21 08 2008
Gloria

I HAD A GOOD LAUGH ON THE GRAVEYARD SHIFT AT THE VIDEO POKER PLACE IN THE TRUCK STOP IN SLIDELL…. WE HAD TO HAVE SECURITY GUARD ON DUTY AT ALL TIMES. ONE NIGHT THE GUARD HAD TO ESCORT A LOT LIZZARD TYPE OFF THE GROUNDS. WE HAD 2 WAY RADIOS AND HE LET ME HEAR THE CONVERSATION:
G YOU GOT TO GO

LL I DIDNT DO ANYTHING $@%*&& (AND SOME MORE CHOICE WORDS TO GO ALONG)

G YOU CAN HANG OUT AT THE SHELL STATION BUT YOU CANT BE HERE.

LL F%$^& U!!!

G THANK YOU; HAVE A WONDERFUL NIGHT.

OF COURSE THERE WAS ALWAYS SOMETHING STRANGE GOING ON IN OR AROUND THE TRUCK STOP ON GRAVEYARD…. EWW.

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