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"I can't hear what you are saying, will you please speak louder"? People suck.
I tell you, it doesn't work. People either are playing a cruel game or just don't want to meet you halfway. Your ears work like there's cottonballs in your ear canals, the world will go out of its way to keep you from hearing a damned phrase."I can't hear what you are saying, will you please speak louder"? People suck.
This is so perfect and I do it far more often these days. Taking forever to choose a tube of toothpaste and all I have left to push is in the oral care aisle? Fine, I'll go zone some men's shave products. Ug. Some days, I feel like it takes me so much longer to push my truck.Deal with passive aggressiveness with passive aggressiveness.
The guests don't care. A couple of weeks ago I was pushing some Mens graphic t shirts when I was swarmed on both sides by guests. I was so frustrated I said out loud oh my GOD seriously? - low but audible lol, and got the hell out of there. Went and did something else until they all left.This is so perfect and I do it far more often these days. Taking forever to choose a tube of toothpaste and all I have left to push is in the oral care aisle? Fine, I'll go zone some men's shave products. Ug. Some days, I feel like it takes me so much longer to push my truck.
As a parent I used to make my kids, do their own orders so they learned how to speak to people and be polite. On the one hand, I’m glad I did because my kids are pretty polite but on the other hand, now that I’m on the other side, I can see how frustrating it is. Sorry!Tweens who come up with their mom & mumble their order to her before mom says "Tell HER what you want!" so they'll mutter it without even looking at me.
I then play 'twenty questions', "Did you want whipped cream? Is that hot or iced? What size? The name for the order?" etc, all but badgering them into having to communicate.
These are the same kids who yell & shriek at each other across aisles or yell at each other from bathroom stalls so it ain't a volume problem.
I swear, sometimes I'll see a guest stand in front of the same spot for 20 minutes. Usually happens when it's one of the last areas I need to zone.This is so perfect and I do it far more often these days. Taking forever to choose a tube of toothpaste and all I have left to push is in the oral care aisle? Fine, I'll go zone some men's shave products. Ug. Some days, I feel like it takes me so much longer to push my truck.
I swear, sometimes I'll see a guest stand in front of the same spot for 20 minutes. Usually happens when it's one of the last areas I need to zone.
I feel your pain!Try being in fulfillment needing to get trail mix and one guest is there reading the ingredients on every single type that we sell. Fucking move, motherfucker!
This happens to me so often with kids buying a video game. I'm cool with it if I'm not busy but if I'm busy I'm sorry but I don't have time for little Jimmy's retail & currency lesson.As a parent I used to make my kids, do their own orders so they learned how to speak to people and be polite. On the one hand, I’m glad I did because my kids are pretty polite but on the other hand, now that I’m on the other side, I can see how frustrating it is. Sorry!
teen boys can like shopping/spending time with mom!I witnessed a teen boy who looked to be about 16 with his mother on a Saturday afternoon spend an inordinately long time in the pasta aisle having an actual discussion on which one to get, reading labels, just so much indecision! Reflecting back years ago when I was a kid what normal teen boy goes to a store with his mother and shops on a Saturday?
You don't teach them in the store, you teach them at home through roleplay until they have it down, and then you take them in public for just a quick brush up.You know what guests grate on my nerves? Teenagers, like 15 and 16 year olds, who come to my lane buying their crop tops and fake eye lashes and cases of Moutain Dew and Takis. When I say hello, they don’t acknowledge I’ve said anything. When I tell them how much they owe, they shove their debit or credit card in the machine and then get angry when the machine can’t read their card. I try to help and they ignore me, jabbing at the static screen like they have to pick credit from the screen. Finally when their card does work, they pick up their bag and their soda and walk away, ignoring me as I’m asking if they want their receipt.
If only they had a parent who would take them to a store every once in a while and taught them to acknowledge the people at the cash register and to say please and thank you and modeling that behavior for their kids instead of treating cashiers like servants and not acknowledging their existence.
Or, if only the electronics guy wasn’t “too busy” when Jimmy came in with his birthday money from Grandma Jean to buy a video game Jimmy has been wanting forever. The electronics guy had Pop Sockets to push. He didn’t have time for Jimmy to count out $50 from the crumbled up bills in his Rick and Morty wallet.
There are so many "life lessons" that parents use retail workers as servants for teaching.
Ever hear parents brag that they taught their misbehaving children that being a brat means straight home so they walked straight out, leaving a full cart? When I call them out on it, children have to be taught a lesson, it wasn't that full, there weren't any cold items, other customers do it too. For whatever reason they will not accept that part of the lesson was treating others like servants to clean up your mess, vandalism (if cold stuff was present), and who cares about getting workers in trouble when cleaning your mess means running out of time for assigned tasks. These people have so little empathy they justify every single thing as if their excuse means they weren't guilty of bad lessons. Wishing them away.
And yeah, money and asking is another one. Retail workers are your kid's school teachers, they have no other tasks and no other customers, it's fine to take up more than your share of time.
You seem nice.You don't teach them in the store, you teach them at home through roleplay until they have it down, and then you take them in public for just a quick brush up.
Don't treat retail workers like servants and demand they tutor your child in financial transactions. That's not their job, it's yours, don't expect others to raise your kids.
If you pop one out, if you pay money to take one home, raise the kid yourself. Too many people expect others to raise their kids for them. That includes "Tell the person this. Give this. Say thank you." No, that person isn't your kid's personal practice dummy. Handle your lessons yourself.
Yuuuup , like please can people not use my valuable time for Jimmy's first retail experience I am busy as fuck and don't have the time for Jimmy to hand me all his crumbled bills that aren't flat or anything and then expecting me to count it.. like please?You know what guests grate on my nerves? Teenagers, like 15 and 16 year olds, who come to my lane buying their crop tops and fake eye lashes and cases of Moutain Dew and Takis. When I say hello, they don’t acknowledge I’ve said anything. When I tell them how much they owe, they shove their debit or credit card in the machine and then get angry when the machine can’t read their card. I try to help and they ignore me, jabbing at the static screen like they have to pick credit from the screen. Finally when their card does work, they pick up their bag and their soda and walk away, ignoring me as I’m asking if they want their receipt.
If only they had a parent who would take them to a store every once in a while and taught them to acknowledge the people at the cash register and to say please and thank you and modeling that behavior for their kids instead of treating cashiers like servants and not acknowledging their existence.
Or, if only the electronics guy wasn’t “too busy” when Jimmy came in with his birthday money from Grandma Jean to buy a video game Jimmy has been wanting forever. The electronics guy had Pop Sockets to push. He didn’t have time for Jimmy to count out $50 from the crumbled up bills in his Rick and Morty wallet.
Fixed it for you.Some Karens need a kick in the face.
These yahoos can't grasp the concept of distancing. Or they think because they've got a mask on they don't have to. :/The guests don't care. A couple of weeks ago I was pushing some Mens graphic t shirts when I was swarmed on both sides by guests. I was so frustrated I said out loud oh my GOD seriously? - low but audible lol, and got the hell out of there. Went and did something else until they all left.
A few days ago I was going to go through Mens for a last quick zone before leaving and there was a dude with no mask roaming all over the area - well, guess I will be leaving now without touching up the jeans, byeeee.