This is a little convo my sister, Micheline, and I had when I asked her about her experiences with customers.
Some background, my sister works in a kitchen section of a grocery store and makes chickens, and marks the prices.
Micheline says: its probably not even correct anymore,like she asked what was the 8.99 chicken so i pointed and showed her the 8.99 chicken. So she picked it up because it was what she wanted right?
J says: lol yeh
Micheline says: then a few minutes later customer service confronts me saying this lady is saying that I told her the wrong price of the chicken...
I was like what? “No I told her which one was the price she wanted 8.99”
So the girl went back, then a bit after that the lady comes back to me where I was, at the chicken heater
she says in this nasty little voice “I’m never coming to this store ever again because of you,
your a terrible person making me pay too much for my chicken I hope you burn in hell,” and she gives me these wild eyes and slowly leaves the store.
I dunno I can’t trust old ladys now.
J says: lol
Micheline says: I think they all want me to go to hell for some reason
J says: thats so &%$@#& funny
Micheline says: That came out of a sweet looking old lady
god ><
So whenever an older women comes in the store I try to look super busy so whos working with me deals with them.
Monday, October 19, 2009
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