Hay guyz, remember me?
So, today at the costume shop.
Early on some guy came in wanting the rasta wig (you've all seen 'em, the crocheted cap with the dreads sewn in). Why did he want it? Apparently he was taking his son to a "heavy metal concert" and wanted to embarass him in front of his friends and everyone else at the show. He kept saying this... "It's all about embarassment." Yes, he was willing to spend $20 to EXTRA-embarass his kid when any teenager knows the mere presence of a parent is more than enough. He seemed so proud of himself, we didn't have the heart to tell him he'll probably get his ass kicked by drunk "heavy metal guys" who think he's making fun of them.
Later, some chick came in wanting a spandex bodysuit. We're sold out and tell her as much. Her response? "Well, I've seen them here before!" Yes, we have carried them in the past. WE SOLD THEM ALL. Coworker tells her we're out but she's welcome to look around. She says "Well, it'd be nice to have some help since you've got so much stuff here!" No, we're not going to help you look around a store smaller than some studio apartments (seriously) to help you find something we just told you twice IS NOT THERE. She tells her friend on the phone "Well, it's such a simple thing! I don't know why they don't have it!!1" Once more, with feeling: WE SOLD THEM ALL, YOU STUPID BINT. There is not enough demand to keep them constantly in stock, especially given that there are TWO dancewear stores within ten miles that sell them.
She wants a Mardi Gras style mask, green or blue. I show her what we've got, but NO NO NO, she wants a specific design in SEQUINS, not feathers. yyyeah, good luck finding a SPECIFIC Mardi Gras mask in fucking JULY.
She finally finishes, and GUESS WHAT?!! She's "only" got.... a $100 bill. We haven't had a cash sale all day so all the cash we've got is exactly $100. Never MIND that there's a bank WALKING FUCKING DISTANCE from the store, or that she's got at least $100 in 20s in her purse, NOOOO she's gotta use the church money, as is. Can't exchange her own 20s for the 100. She eventually just paid with her own 20s, huffing that "well now the church owes me $40." k.
Early on some guy came in wanting the rasta wig (you've all seen 'em, the crocheted cap with the dreads sewn in). Why did he want it? Apparently he was taking his son to a "heavy metal concert" and wanted to embarass him in front of his friends and everyone else at the show. He kept saying this... "It's all about embarassment." Yes, he was willing to spend $20 to EXTRA-embarass his kid when any teenager knows the mere presence of a parent is more than enough. He seemed so proud of himself, we didn't have the heart to tell him he'll probably get his ass kicked by drunk "heavy metal guys" who think he's making fun of them.
Later, some chick came in wanting a spandex bodysuit. We're sold out and tell her as much. Her response? "Well, I've seen them here before!" Yes, we have carried them in the past. WE SOLD THEM ALL. Coworker tells her we're out but she's welcome to look around. She says "Well, it'd be nice to have some help since you've got so much stuff here!" No, we're not going to help you look around a store smaller than some studio apartments (seriously) to help you find something we just told you twice IS NOT THERE. She tells her friend on the phone "Well, it's such a simple thing! I don't know why they don't have it!!1" Once more, with feeling: WE SOLD THEM ALL, YOU STUPID BINT. There is not enough demand to keep them constantly in stock, especially given that there are TWO dancewear stores within ten miles that sell them.
She wants a Mardi Gras style mask, green or blue. I show her what we've got, but NO NO NO, she wants a specific design in SEQUINS, not feathers. yyyeah, good luck finding a SPECIFIC Mardi Gras mask in fucking JULY.
She finally finishes, and GUESS WHAT?!! She's "only" got.... a $100 bill. We haven't had a cash sale all day so all the cash we've got is exactly $100. Never MIND that there's a bank WALKING FUCKING DISTANCE from the store, or that she's got at least $100 in 20s in her purse, NOOOO she's gotta use the church money, as is. Can't exchange her own 20s for the 100. She eventually just paid with her own 20s, huffing that "well now the church owes me $40." k.
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