Water, Trash and Gum
I can't say the entire evening was insane, but there was a good fifteen minutes when I thought I might just lose it. It started when I walked up to a woman who was about to check out. She asked if I could check a price on a laundry hamper, so I of course obliged. I picked the item up and something came out and spilled all over the front of my shirt. I must have stood there for a second with a look of surprise on my face until she exclaimed "It's just water!" Apparently, her child had poured water into this laundry hamper. No apology, no warning, just "It's only water!" Whatever.. moments later I get a call for a manager to the service desk. Yeah, so now I get to go over there to speak with someone looking all professional with water all over the front of my shirt.
So this other lady at the service desk has this really odd return, and to keep it simple there was nothing I could do to help her, but she still wanted something done about it. I went to return it, but she said she had just thrown her receipt out and could someone go retrieve it from the garbage can outside. Oh my goodness! WHAT?? I'm thinking, you threw it it there, you go get it. But no, I was exasperated already and so plodded out to find it. One of my peers was out there and she looked at me like what on earth are you doing. As I explained while thrashing through the trash can, I stepped on a piece of gum which then decided to stick to my shoe. Now I'm wet, digging through the trash, and stuck to the ground. Joy of joys.
On another note, I started tutoring today. I was with a 3rd grader who was quite funny. The words of wisdom of the day as told to me by my student: "Sometimes when your tummy is upset, you just have to poo." Words to live by...
Well at least nobody had an upset tummy and had to poo on you at work!
Customers - go figure. I had one this weekend who decided that it would be great if we could basically throw away all the trash in her car. She came in the store carrying two large food containers (those styrofoam things), three large drink cups, and a paper bag of someting. She sits it all on the counter and says to Rhonda "Can you throw this away for me, honey?"
Rhonda promptly replied "There are trashcans by the restrooms, help yourself!"
Poo is the worst - when I relent and close with my boyfriend at his store, it never fails that someone has managed to wipe there ass across the wall (don't ask me how they do it) and someone gets stuck cleaning it up. Now he claims he'll get sick if he tries, so I trudge out to the bathroom and do it. Isn't that true love?
I think it was Jean Cocteau (or Jean Paul Sartre -- now I have to Google!) who said "Hell is other people." I once worked in a luxury hotel and a customer called to complain that the bowl of strawberries that had been delivered to her room was unsatisfactory because some of them were large and some of them were small. The only answer to this dilemma is to find work were you have as little contact with the general public as possible.