so i had this bright gem early on at work today

  • me: so this shirt is final sale. it means you wont be able to exchange or return it
  • her: [silence]
  • me: alright so this is $9.88 and you can swipe ure card. this is final sale so you wont be able to exchange or return it
  • her: [very sarcastically] you already said that, dear. what is wrong with you?

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also known as a retail robin

also known as a retail robin

(Source: amandafallingdown, via venus-aur)

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one of many reasons i hate retail

i’m not a model, so i hate it when customers use me to shop for other people saying, “my daughter is about your height. what shirt size are you?” well, unless ure daughter has my boobs then i doubt we are the same size. or when a guy looks me up and down and asks me my dress size because his girlfriend is apparently “just like you!” buy her a fucking giftcard. i don’t kno ure girlfriend so i have no idea if she will like the overpriced scarf you picked out, or the fugly dress you think is cute, or the completely out-of-style print on that hideous shirt ure showing me. but nothing is as bad as this one lady whose like, “i need to buy this dress for my daughter. she’s about my height and weighs like 175 lbs. so she looks like you.” uhm, what, bitch? since when am i 175 lbs? these are the type of people i just have to walk away from because “my manager just called me on the walkie”

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rant of the day --- the customer from hell: part I

  • [i'm walking about the petite section on the third floor and notice some old hag checking out the yellow jeans]
  • me: hi can i help you find a size?
  • bitch: i need all the colored pants in a size 14
  • me: we only carry upto size 12 in petites. we can head one level down to get a size 14 in missy
  • bitch: why would they send me up here to the 2nd floor if you don't have the pants?
  • me: this is the 3rd floor, and whoever sent you up to 2nd was correct because that's where we have the pants
  • bitch: i refuse to go downstairs unless you take me to the pants!
  • me: ok, let's go ... you can take a seat right here and i will go in the back and get you the pants
  • bitch: but why can't i go with you?
  • me: it's in the stock room and you can't go back there with me
  • bitch: but i want to see the pants
  • me: you already saw them upstairs
  • bitch: i want to see them on display!
  • me: they are on display on the 1st floor
  • bitch: then why are we on this floor?
  • me: because the stockroom is on this floor and i can get you the pants and bring them right out
  • bitch: forget it ... i want these other pants in 14
  • me: i only see a 12 here and we have no more in the back
  • bitch: why did i get a coupon if you don't even have the pants?
  • me: your coupon gives you 40% off an item. it does not guarantee these pants will be here in a 14
  • bitch: why are you sold out?
  • me: because these pants came in weeks ago and other people have bought them
  • bitch: find another store that has it in 14
  • me: ok ... no stores in NY state have it. would you like it shipped from connecticut?
  • bitch: no i will not pay to have it shipped!
  • me: ok let me check on the computer upstairs
  • and then i never came back cuz she gave me a raging headache that lasted a few hours

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