People,
The Guitar Center has been good for me in a lot of ways. I have become more friendly, less shy and perhaps even a little bit nicer (perhaps).
Despite all these positives, there are still days when I get flustered. Take, for example, this past Saturday, when it was apparently the second semi-annual "Bring your annoying asshole side to Guitar Center" day. I wish someone had told me.
Here's a small slice of the assholes I had to deal with.
Me: Good morning. How are you today?
Customer (sneering): No!
Me: Ok then.
I hope that guy gets tuberculosis.
Another situation...
Me: How are you today man?
Customer: Are you talking to me?
Me: Um, yeah, how's it going?
Customer: Normally you would say "good morning sir!"
That guy apparently doesn't know me at all, because usually when I'm presented with that kind of stupid self-righteous attitude I'd probably reply "Hmm, actually
sir, normally I'd say 'would you like a boot in your ass, you old shit?"
Oh well. Later in the day it was brought to my attention that a lot of it was my fault. Apparently I had been wearing the wrong nametag all day.
I should have been wearing this:
But instead I was wearing this:
My bad.
Joe I feel your pain. I left Boston, a career that I loved working in a zoo to live with my boyfriend in upstate NY and I am currently a customer service associtate at Bed Bath and Beyond, slowly dying of SSRP servingstupidrudepeopleitis. You and Brendo are my antibiotics so please keep posting.
dude! thanks for posting this, by reading this I just realized that I am wearing a name tag that says, "Hi, I have no self-respect and will work 20 hours a day 7 days a week and smile while i take it up the ass."
I gotta change that shit.
I'm wearing my "Please slap me on the ass with a trout" nametag.
So far, I have no complaints about how things are working out.
