Adventures in Customer Service

[sourtrout]

So, tedious news first...

NOT DEAD.

That covered, I can carry on and move forth. So I suppose that I must blow my cover, uncover the lid and let it all loose. It's official. In one month and six days, I shall be away. As in gone. No longer here. International, me. I could be coy, but the contract is signed, sealed and en route. Shortly, I

Comments

[silvana]

holy crap!

You should copy all of that directly into a letter to the store's manager.

[sourtrout]

I have a nasty suspicion that that asshat was the manager.

[empressdragon]

Uh. I didn't think there were still people like that in sales.

As in, they usually get dumped out with the trash.

You should totally call the manager about that, that is absolute BS.

[sourtrout]

I'm more content with the knowledge that not only did he throw away a sale and burn a potential customer, but in what time I have left in this town I can warn people away from that establishment.

For f***'s sake, you're selling bicycles not farking Ferraris.

[empressdragon]

I suspect that may have been his first or last day on that job, because usually people who've been around for at least a little while in sales wouldn't be that rude. But seriously, you still should have looked the little bastard in the eye and asked to see the manager. How else do they know to get rid of twits like that, if people won't tell them?

[empressdragon]

Having read your above comment, I seriously doubt that was the manager. No store stays in business very long with management like that...

[august_zastrow]

While I first want to express my deepest sympathy for having to have put up with that asshat, I have to say I thoroughly enjoyed the recounting. The "murderisillegalmurderisillegal..." line sent me into uncontrollable laughter. Congratulations on the job. I expect that you and Frau Trout will enjoy this very much. I am only sad that I won't see you one more time before we go what with our own Snailsquatch due in a month. *sigh*