For all Employees Who Work With Rude Customers

[Guest JohnGalway]

Was on the way to work this morning, and I stopped by a Centra shop to get some grub for lunch. They do very nice food for food that you grab on the run and I'm a bit of a fussy f*cker when it comes to what I eat. Anyway I get my bottle of orange and make my way over to the counter for the spicy chicken baguette, no brekkie rolls for me thanks! So there are these two middle aged women ahead of me in the que. Now I shouldn't, but I do tend to catogorise people when I see them, it's a habit I've built up and sometimes I'm right and sometimes wrong. But I see these two and I just know there's going to be something. They're like two prize heifers grazing on silage in a shed, except it's muffins waiting for their order. I'm not entirely sure but I don't think you're supposed to eat at the counter in a shop, plus I don't suppose or really know but if they're still queing they ain't paid for it yet have they. Anyway, the girl behind the counter is putting rashers in whatever they asked for, as the blonde one seems to have a problem No, not that one, put it back! I want that one and two more like it and cut the fat off. No please or whatever. So that's grand and then the black haired one seems to get a freak attack and blurts out god no no rashers for me either just hash browns in bread, maybe ketchup, do you think I should have ketchup? Now without seeing them, it's hard to picture but they're being extremely serious and high strung over f*****g rashers and ketchup. So that's grand, they get their food and waddle off to the till. Grand. I let the girl have my order, usual please's and thank you's because it costs nothing to be polite and it's nice to be nice. I haven't even finished.. Blondie comes back roaring, Scandalous, it's bloody scandalous what ye try to charge for three rashers! I want you to tell the manager that! It's scandalous how do ye think ye can do a thing like that? All animated and vexed. Now me, I'm inhaling deeply and rememebring that my car is towing a branded trailer for work.

 

I - can't - say - a - f*****g - word.

 

The off-licence in town is open, would you ever f**k off and find a cure you frustrated ould bat.

The prize heifer statement above.

And several other choice statements enter my head.

 

Seriously, I am feeling very sorry for the girl behind the counter. She's always been working hard when I've been there and is polite and makes a good job of the food, plus they're no way near out on price. This dingbat goes on and on even witht he girl explaining she's anot allowed to charge less, only works there etc. Dingbat finally sods off and finds the manager. Myself and the girl behind the counter exchange some cheap insults directed at yer one, lol bit of craic.

 

Seriously though, where do these fools come from...

 

My final thought on the matter before leaving the shop. I hope she's not married, what ever he might have done, no one deserves that!

 

So when you're out and about dealing with people, remember that woman, ask yourself, would you rather be seen as the person behind the counter or the person infront of it....

 

It's nice to be nice, and it's free.

[sallymonkey 0]

An award should go to the Virgin Airlines gate attendant in Sydney some months ago for being smart and funny, while making her point, when confronted with a passenger who probably deserved to fly as cargo.

 

A crowded Virgin flight was cancelled after Virgin's 767s had been withdrawn from service. A single attendant was re-booking a long line of inconvenienced travellers. Suddenly an angry passenger pushed his way to the desk. He slapped his ticket down on the counter and said, ' I HAVE to be on this flight and it HAS to be FIRST CLASS'.

 

The attendant replied, 'I'm sorry, sir. I'll be happy to try to help you, but I've got to help these people first, and I'm sure we'll be able to work something out.'

The passenger was unimpressed. He asked loudly, so that the passengers behind him could hear, 'DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM?'

 

Without hesitating, the attendant smiled and grabbed her public address microphone: 'May I have your attention please, may I have your attention please,' she began - her voice heard clearly throughout the terminal.

'We have a passenger here at Gate 14 WHO DOES NOT KNOW WHO HE IS . If anyone can help him find his identity, please come to Gate 14.'

 

With the folks behind him in line laughing hysterically, the man glared at the Virgin attendant, gritted his teeth and said, 'F... You!'

Without flinching, she smiled and said, ( I love this bit ).................

 

'I'm sorry, sir, but you'll have to get in line for that too.'

 

Ay timmay, ive just come back from egypt, got charged £75 flippin quid extra baggage (going out)

then while we were there our airline went bust (XL airlines)

we finally got home 8hrs later than what we should have on some sort of world war 1 bomber plane....

 

fab holiday tho....!