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[Dec. 30th, 2009|02:02 am] |
A note to the man at the bar last night:
It was totally cool that you were trying to chat with me while I was hanging out at the host stand because I only had one table. Asking me where I went to college is perfectly acceptable. Saying "Oh, man, working with the public is hard! I bet you hate your job, huh? I used to work retail. It sucks" is not so acceptable. My boss was sitting not three seats from you, for one. Also, we then had fourteen tables come in at one time with two servers and no hostess because the guy running the cabaret was seating people and not telling the servers (he was running the performance but isn't actually affiliated with the restaurant, so I guess that's another suck right there). When the other server and I are trying to figure out if we've split all the tables and not missed any? That's so not the time to pop up and ask what my major was. I was in the middle of a sentence and clearly very busy, so please don't yell at me when I ask if we can talk later. |
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| from the mouth of my brother |
[Dec. 30th, 2009|02:02 am] |
My brother is one of the managers at a locally owned movie store. He's been there off and on for about 13 years. He see's some crazies now and again, but most of the renters are regulars.
A woman rented a movie called "sunshine cleaning"...77 days ago. After it initially being late, he calls..no answer, leaves a message letting her know it's late. Every few days they call, but no luck. Most times when this happens, the customer is dodging calls from the store, so one person might use their personal cell phone in hopes this will get the customer to answer. When they got a hold of her, she did not complain about anything. She brought the DVD back, or so they thought. It ended up being just the case. What good is a case without the DVD?
After much of her dodging, the head manager left a message,on day 60 of being late, telling her if the DVD isn't returned then it'd be considered theft and they'd file charges. This prompted her to call right back, complaining that the DVD never worked so she didn't bother putting it in the case. If it didn't work, why still have it?
When she brought it back, on day 77 of being late, she barged into the store arms flailing & screeching like a banshee on how she'd never been treated so badly and she shouldn't have to pay anything because the DVD never worked. She screamed that it ruined a work party since it wouldn't play. Employees tried to reason with her, let her know that her fee's add up to about $120 which needs to be paid. She refused to pay it. They let her know it'd hit collections if she didn't. They have her credit card on file (it's in case of late fee's they can charge it. Customers sign an agreement when they open an account), so they're currently trying to charge that card.
Oh, and the DVD played with no problem. |
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| Are you a petchul snowflake? Check y/n |
[Dec. 30th, 2009|12:50 am] |
Reports from the tuxedo mine again. There really isn't much for us to do over the holidays much less much to complain about (other than trying to find parking, but that doesn't have anything to do with customers). However, we did take care of the tuxedos for the Symphony Guild's debutante ball this year. I'm not entirely sure what it is, but what I think it is is where the daughters of the Symphony Guild members have a 'coming out' party of sorts. The girls are presented with two marshals--generally a father and a friend--both of whom need tuxedos, as well as any guests. It's a real boon for us this time of the year.
However, I was a little worried because it sounds more like an event where the five rich people left in my rinky-dink city get together to flex their wallets at each other. Unfortunately, that was also right. While most of the people that came in were nice, several were more polite than my usual clientele, there were a handful that fit every snobby, rich-person stereotype.
Dear Entitled Assholes that I spent my Christmas with:
NO! I am not your coat check.
NO! I will not drive an hour and a half to get you last-minute exchanges. You knew you needed to try this on.
NO! I don't think you need to steal the tuxedo, but I do have to see your license. No ID, no tux. Rental rules, bub.
NO! I am not required to take your tuxedo to the convention center.
NO! I am not required to pick up your tuxedo from the convention center. Or any of the hotels near by.
NO! I'm not going to give you a refund; you didn't try on your tuxedo, and you already got a 50% discount! Cheap-o
NO! I am not a pleb, nor am I your whipping boy. Stop talking to me like I'm a dog that peed on your rug.
YES! This is a real job.
YES! I do have a brain, despite the fact that I don't make seven figures.
YES! I do have somewhere to be, I do not want to stay AN HOUR after the store closes just to hold your hand.
YES! I know your friend is DOCTOR Important!Pants. Stop correcting me.
YES! You have to return your tuxedo the next day, and yes I will charge you if you're late.
YES! I know that your shirt is OMGWTFBBQ!! a half inch short. Saying, "I thought you were a professional, hmm?" does not make me want to help you.
Screw you, guys. If you were so rich and so important, wouldn't you have bought a tuxedo by now? Quit bitching at me and my co-workers. Your money really doesn't make you that important. I really wish we could do something other than smile and ignore it, but this is a really bad time of the year for us and we need all the money we can get. >.< At least it's done until next year.
((Also, to the guy that defended us to one of said Entitled Assholes, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.)) |
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| So, shall I assume you're talking to the air, then? |
[Dec. 30th, 2009|12:42 am] |
Today, I took my little sister to the nearby mall. We left at around 5 and shopped for 4 hours, ending at 9, when the mall closed. Our final stop was to a Victoria's Secret, because she had a store card. I browsed around for that elusive simple black bra for use with certain outfits that I could never find. By the time I stepped up to the line, there was a line 15 people long. Little sister said "aw hell no" at the sight and decided to wait for me instead of buying anything.
I stepped up to the back and started waiting when there was a call from the other side of the store. More registers opened! Great! I and about 4 other people wenat over to wait. A mother and her children were on one register as another woman is putting a large order on a second register.
( In which a grown woman acts like a child ) |
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[Dec. 29th, 2009|11:41 pm] |
Dear Em,
How do you think it feels to be your so-called best friend when you act like you don't want any? Why do you have to be so critical of other people wanting to have friends? Because you refuse to make any effort and expect people to pursue you? Why do you have such a superiority complex? You don't need friends? Good for you. Just because I'm one of those people who "still hangs out with people I knew in high school" it doesn't mean that you're better than me, or smarter than me.
Not everyone treats their so called friends as disposable, temporary entertainment. How am I supposed to want to be your friend if you're going to look down on me for actually caring about friends who have proven themselves to be good people? It seems to me, you're just jealous.
Sorry that I'm not as emotionally stunted as you and therefore inferior,
Kaykee |
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[Dec. 30th, 2009|03:10 pm] |
I understand the desire to want your fic to be well advertised and thus read (and reviewed), author, I really do. But when you're crossposting to every single community in existence that's possibly relevant to any part of your work, big or small, it stops being good advertising and starts being incredibly frustrating, in my opinion. Any possible interest I may have had in reading your fic begins to wane by about the fourth time it springs up on my flist in a short space of time.
Especially since your fic actually features the most prominent pairing in this fandom, and would easily reach your entire prospective audience just via a posting to their pairing community, and perhaps the more general fic/slash community for balance.
It's good to use your noggin when advertising for maximum exposure with minimum spammage to attract potential readers. It's similar to TV advertising, if you want to put it that way. Let's say a subway ad comes on around dinnertime and you think 'yeah, I could go for a footlong'. The second time it comes up, you're reminded that you're peckish, and you're more motivated to go and get yourself a sub down at the nearest shop - they look pretty yummy, after all. But by about the tenth time the ad comes on in an hour and a half (and sometimes twice in a row), you swear you're off meatballs for life and you just want to get back to watching Stepford Wives before you put your remote through the screen in frustration.
I'm sure your fic is rather good, and it may cater to my tastes/interests, but the amount of times it's come up has turned me right off of it.
eta: accidentally ate my final sentence while posting, I gave it back now. |
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| Of course, only the customer's bottom line counts |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|09:27 pm] |
Manager of an independent bookstore. Though we sell new books, we do offer an out-of-print ordering service (via abebooks.com) as many of our customers are not familiar/comfortable with the internet. For this service, we do add a markup on the book cost -- gotta pay our bills -- but it's the minimum cost-to-selling-price for the book industry. We're always up front that customers can go to abebooks.com directly if they wish to save our markup.
( Dear Madam )
On a normal day, this wouldn't bother me so much, but Canada's largest independent bookseller (and my former employer) just filed for bankruptcy protection. A hundred and seventy-five independent bookseller employees lost their jobs today. |
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[Dec. 29th, 2009|07:52 pm] |
Dear Dad,
I do not want a tattoo to be cool. I do not want one to seem hardcore, or to seem like a badass. I'm not getting one on my wrist so that everyone can see it.
I'm getting one, because I think they're beautiful and meaningful. I'm getting one on my inner wrist so that I can see it, and so that every time I see it, it reminds me of its significance.
I am getting this tattoo for me. Not to make you mad or to impress my friends. It is for me.
Love,
Your Daughter Who Will Soon Be Eighteen
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Dear Friend,
I am currently trying to decide whether or not I'm mad at you. I think you should probably explain to me your reasons for your recent actions before I have to demand an explanation and look like a bitch and do end up mad at you.
Love,
Your Friend |
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| Tales from the call center |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|10:32 pm] |
Health insurance phone wench here. Even though we don't have anything to do with the normal retail holiday fuss and bother, the hateful attitudes people have this time of year still manage to spill over into our call center anyway.
Hey, I understand that it sucks that you have to pay your bill right now. Everyone's a little tight after the holidays. But just because you decided to buy a plasma screen, a PS3, and sixteen Blueray movies (someone actually complained about this) for Your Holiday Of Choice, doesn't mean you can verbally abuse me while you call to pay your premium. And no, I can't give you a discount/extend your pay period just because you're having a rough time paying. I especially love this when they mention that they're on unemployment. Which means they make a decent chunk of money more than I do. *bitter*
But the real kicker for today was this one lady.
( I'm going to sue you! )
I sooooo do not want to have to call this bitch back. x____X |
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| Lol I am just....wat. |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|10:10 pm] |
Our form:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Occupation:
Physical Description:
Personality:
History:
Particular Skills:
Other Stuff:
Your application:
My name is Corporal Sparklesue. I am specialized in undercover missions, and covert OPs because of my small height(4'9"). I love to get hyper by eating a ton of sugar and pester the enemy until they go insane and kill them selves as well. I am also a black belt in both Tae Kwon Do, and Poke Fondu. |3 |
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| Whoa whoa WHOA |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|08:59 pm] |
Ok. Not cool.
Yes. I just started this RP. Yea, against my better judgment it's on Gaia, and I feel a bit pressured to play a 'Special snowflake ttly special' character, just to keep up with you all since you do it. But it looked, you know, fun. Plus I really had a character idea I wanted to play.
Perhaps I should have ran when I noticed it REQUIRED an anime picture. While I prefer well written descriptions, or drawing my own art, I shrugged it off and found something I thought fit my manipulative little ice queen.
But uh yea. I'm pretty sure I'm going to drop this now. I don't care if your super awesome Mod of the year. It's not cool to take control of my character. I mean, perhaps if you asked me before, and it was for a good reason sure I might say yes. But for something as simple as agreeing to coffee? Really? This just sort of perplexes me, to be honest. If your willing to control my character for me, in something as simple as going for coffee, I have to wonder exactly what else you would try to do. |
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| Please, leave the beta out of it. |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|08:05 pm] |
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Dear Author,
While I was originally gratified to note that you have a beta and assigned a certain amount of praise to her work and effort on your work, I was soon disabused of that idea. While bad enough that your story rapidly devolves into some of the most overused and abused cliches of lezfic out there (eg TruLuv4Ever(tm), badly written AmazingSex(c) "now with mind-blowing, simultaneous, virginal orgasms!", and (my personal favorite (/sarcasm)) the degeneration of the characters into 5 year olds after falling for TruLuv4Ever(tm)) and has a character that is such a truly horrid stereotype of a flamboyant gay man that he is actually offensive, that's not the worst of it.
First, you do not have an even semi-decent grasp of grammar, spelling or even paragraph and/or scene breaks. Punctuation is randomly dropped or included, sometimes causing truly bizarre situations. Spelling is whimsical, but in a bad way. And if the paragraph breaks were included in an at least semi-logical fashion, I may have actually made more sense out of what you were writing. Still not the worst.
Second, your descriptions were so bizarre that I have to assume you have no idea what you're actually writing about. Someone has fenced their multiple acres of land with a six-foot tall wall/stack of chopped wood and it's magically not rotted through? And no one talks to the weirdo who does this because she has a pit bull and pit bulls are really scary. But I really loved the logic of someone making their bedroom in the loft of a rotting, decayed, hulk of a former house. Because a few sacks full of cleaning stuff from Walmart and Dollar General can TOTALLY make a structure sound again, they're just THAT GOOD! But we're still not at the worst.
Third, at least 10% (and I'm probably being generous putting the number that low) of your sentences don't make any sense! I mean I seriously have no idea what you are trying to say! And I'm not talking about the odd sentence structure that can sometimes be used by ESL writers because their first language uses different basic structures than English. I tried figuring it out with all the languages I had an even passing familiarity to the grammatical structures of and I still have no freaking idea what you were trying to get across. THAT was probably the worst.
I get that there's a good chance you're ESL. In fact, I hope so, because I really like to think a native speaker wouldn't churn out something that messed up. I get that you're really proud of your work. HOWEVER, you've claimed you had a beta and within the first page there's at least 20 obvious errors. So one of two things must be true. Either A) you didn't bother to listen to your beta and correct the errors she pointed out, or B) you REALLY need a new beta. If you did listen and correct errors and it was previously even worse, you may want to consider working on your writing skills more before continuing posting. Either way, it might not be best to praise your beta so at the top of your fic.
All in all, I'm deeply saddened by how "highly recommended" your fic was when there were just so very, very many errors. Besides, the quality of the story itself, ignoring the grammar and spelling and bizarrity errors? Just was not good. The only reason I read it through was that I was stuck at work and so extremely bored.
Your Unfortunate Reader,
CyberNinjaSio. |
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[Dec. 30th, 2009|09:20 am] |
Dear Sir/Madam,
Those newspapers are COMPLIMENTARY. That means WE pay for them so YOU can read them for free. Therefor, don't bitch and moan during the lunch rush when there are no newspapers free. We have a full house, odds are, they've already been grabbed by other customers. What do you expect me to do about it? Snatch a paper off another customer? Run over to the newsagency, thereby leaving a flat-chat cafe one staff member down, to get another paper? I don't think so.
And when I suggest that there's a newsagency close by and that you have plenty of time to get your own paper before you meal is ready, PLEASE do not reply with a snarly/huffy 'well, I'm not PAYING for it'. Dude, you just spent $20+ on your meal. If you're too cheap to pay for a $1.50 paper, then you're clearly not THAT concerned about catching up on current events.
Love me.
Ironically, we usually end up with far more papers from people who buy their own and then donate them to us. I guess 'cos you don't have much use for a paper once you've read it, so I can kind of understand people's irritation at having to buy one or go without. But seriously? Expecting one to ve available in the middle of a lunch rush? And getting pissed if they're not? I don't think so. |
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| Closing Woes |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|07:56 pm] |
Someone at my new job asked me the longest I ever had to stay after close at my restaurant job.
I told him this story, which happened years ago. It wasn't the longest I ever stayed, but it was the most maddening.
At about five minutes to close, we had a table of 4 men come in. They were not my table, but the other closer's, so I sat them. They were not my favorite table, as we had been customer-free for almost an hour and would have gotten out exactly at one, but they were in before close, so not sucky (yet).
I finished up a few things and at one sharp locked the doors. The other closer took their order and by ten after one they had their food in front of them.
At 1:30, they are almost done eating when one of them waves me over. Not seeing my coworker around, I go over and ask what I can help him with. He hold his cell phone up and says that they have someone who is outside and can't get in.
I apologize and say that the doors are locked as we closed half an hour ago. He says 'Oh' and starts to talk to the people at his table. I head towards the back to finish closing the restaurant.
When I come back to the front of house, I immediately notice their is a new person at their table, looking at a menu.
They had opened the doors and let someone in our locked restaurant.
I gaped for a little then headed for the office to see what the manager decided to do- which was let their server decide. She decide to do so, even though everything in the kitchen had been turned off so the food choices were limited.
I got to ignore them until the left- they weren't my table so I could avoid looking at them. But I did get to hear the complaints the woman made about not getting her fried chicken. |
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| Bubble-hearth |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|07:37 pm] |
( mostly about WoW raid stuff, not much about 'rp' rp, yeah, just move along )
Was I right in what I did? No.
Was raid lead right to hold it against me when they can't even manage their own raid? Now that's something we can be sure to debate. It would be one thing to want to help this person, but you'd start that by telling them they have no business in this raid until they learn their damn class! |
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| Raging Hard-Ons For One's PCs: Why GMs should get vaccinated against it. |
[Dec. 30th, 2009|12:22 am] |
There is something very irritating about GMs who have massive hard-ons for their own PCs.
But then, things can get outright out of hand.
Sure, man, love your PCs as much as you want, but I WILL draw my line when ordered by my GM superior to purposely sabotage the NPC belonging to another PC so he won't shadow his own Pet NPC.
The game is 4th D&D Ed, and I am one of the "minor" GMs, running personal storylines, stuff mostly for character development, you know, rivals\lovers, personal goals, etc. In short, stuff that won't give you a lot of gold or glory but will make people (hopefully) love their character more.
( Butthurtedness, Raging Hard-Ons and Outright Asshatery )
And that was when I delivered my resignation letter.
The End. |
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| Post-Christmas fun at the bookstore! |
[Dec. 29th, 2009|07:14 pm] |
1. No, you can't return anything without a receipt or gift receipt. Really. Not even for store credit. YES, REALLY. We are not OBLIGED to take back just anything and give you money or credit for it.
2A. "I didn't like it" is not a valid reason for returning a music CD. We do not take returns on opened CDs. Even with a receipt. BECAUSE YOU OPENED IT. Would you buy a CD that was already opened? That's why. The employee at [other store location] told you you could return it if it was only "lightly used"? Take it back to that store, then, because no one at this store would ever say that.
2B. I don't care if the listening station only lets you preview "one second" of the music. You still can't return it because you didn't like it. There are places you can listen to music before buying it, such as the radio and the internet. If you've only heard one song, or "one second" of a song, then you take a risk buying the CD. Storming off and leaving the CD with me because you "can't do anything with it now" will not change my mind.
3. Nope, we really don't take any returns without receipts. You're going to throw that board game in the trash if you can't return it for something? OH NOES. Never mind that there are plenty of better things you could do with a gift you don't want, that still doesn't make me want to lose my job by giving you money for the game.
4. Your receipt from August is no good now. It doesn't matter that the book is still sealed in plastic. We had a pretty generous holiday return policy which allows returns with receipts from November on, but August was FOUR MONTHS AGO. Yes, we have a hardcore strict return policy, but that doesn't mean we are giving you "bad customer service" (which you know all about because you "work retail"). We are being pleasant and polite and apologized for not being able to do more for you, because we do not make the return policies. Corporate does, which you would surely know if you work retail. Demanding someone above my assistant manager (who was the most senior employee in that day), and then the corporate customer service number, and then ranting about how you'll never shop here again, will not change anything or endear you to us. What will REALLY not help is coming back in roughly four hours later and trying the same routine with a different manager (though I was still there and witnessed both events). Now all the managers have been warned about you.
5. You can not return magazines. REALLY.
6. YOU CAN NOT RETURN GIFT CARDS. I AM SO NOT KIDDING.
At some point since Christmas, someone has yelled at me for each of these things. Yeah, we have a strict return policy, but it was brought on because so many people abused the old one. Is it really so unheard of for stores not to accept returns without receipts or on obviously used items? ARGH RETURNS. |
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