Friday, July 28, 2006
Today's JA
Despite the fact that the a/c in our Store was broken today, some customers couldn't take the hint and hung around for hours.
A little slightly off-topic advice: if you think that hiding in a corner will prevent us cs monkeys from noticing that you've been sitting in the store for five hours with your shoes off reading a stack of 10 crappy magazines or the latest Dean Koontz novel. We notice. We don't really care, mind you, but we notice. And for crying out loud, would you please for the love of all that is good and holy put your damned shoes back on your damned feet?
So today was hot. Super hot. Lack of air hot. Need a shower as soon as you step into the store hot. And as mentioned, there were those customers who seemed impervious to the heat that was melting the very skin off my body. Overall, however, those who hung around weren't too much of a bother.
Except for this one woman - cuz there's always gotta be one; our JA awardee, Ms. "My Conversation Is So Important I Have to Yell".
She spent oh probably a solid hour yelling into her cell/walkie-talkie, conducting business at the top of her lungs. Were I an employee of hers, I'd smite her down with a mighty blow. That bitch was one nasty...bitch. And so, the whole store got to hear her yell at what I could only imagine was her underpaid and underappreciated assistant. Somehow I managed to avoid the actual content of the "conversation" but I can't imagine having done so would have changed the direction of my life.
The kicker of this whole affair was that in the middle of shouting into her phone, she would then turn to her 2 children and give them the same treatment. In this day and age when parents are arrested for publicly chastising their children for running into the middle of traffic, I am amazed that someone would caterwaul at their offspring in a bookstore. But Ms. MCISIIHTY didn't stop there; while awaiting the next call from her yellee and after shrieking at her kids, she'd then start cooing at them, "My darlings, my babies".
Ew.
Listen lady, I can barely tolerate you when you're berating everyone, but when you start in with your wholly unbelievable sickly sweet bullshit, you've gone too far.
Maybe on a day when there was some a/c I could have dealt, but you picked today to come in and so you are our honored Jackass.
A little slightly off-topic advice: if you think that hiding in a corner will prevent us cs monkeys from noticing that you've been sitting in the store for five hours with your shoes off reading a stack of 10 crappy magazines or the latest Dean Koontz novel. We notice. We don't really care, mind you, but we notice. And for crying out loud, would you please for the love of all that is good and holy put your damned shoes back on your damned feet?
So today was hot. Super hot. Lack of air hot. Need a shower as soon as you step into the store hot. And as mentioned, there were those customers who seemed impervious to the heat that was melting the very skin off my body. Overall, however, those who hung around weren't too much of a bother.
Except for this one woman - cuz there's always gotta be one; our JA awardee, Ms. "My Conversation Is So Important I Have to Yell".
She spent oh probably a solid hour yelling into her cell/walkie-talkie, conducting business at the top of her lungs. Were I an employee of hers, I'd smite her down with a mighty blow. That bitch was one nasty...bitch. And so, the whole store got to hear her yell at what I could only imagine was her underpaid and underappreciated assistant. Somehow I managed to avoid the actual content of the "conversation" but I can't imagine having done so would have changed the direction of my life.
The kicker of this whole affair was that in the middle of shouting into her phone, she would then turn to her 2 children and give them the same treatment. In this day and age when parents are arrested for publicly chastising their children for running into the middle of traffic, I am amazed that someone would caterwaul at their offspring in a bookstore. But Ms. MCISIIHTY didn't stop there; while awaiting the next call from her yellee and after shrieking at her kids, she'd then start cooing at them, "My darlings, my babies".
Ew.
Listen lady, I can barely tolerate you when you're berating everyone, but when you start in with your wholly unbelievable sickly sweet bullshit, you've gone too far.
Maybe on a day when there was some a/c I could have dealt, but you picked today to come in and so you are our honored Jackass.
