Friday, July 20, 2007

Damn you Potter!

Today is the day.

Worst than Christmas is what I like to call the day when the last Harry Potter book, Deathly Hallows, is released. Or should I say the day before it releases. I just came home from the madness. Luckily, I will not be in the belly of the devil (re: when the book is released at midnight) when hoards of people come into the store to purchase said book. I was only scheduled from 6am to 1pm. And let me tell you:

The fact that we open at 9am doesn't stop the crazies from lining up at the door at 6am for the Harry Potter book! I am wiping the sleep outta my eyes and there's some kids skipping around the front door with their wands and redbulls.

Damn you, kids.

The woes of being a bookseller.

Seven million people called today asking if they could get a book at midnight. NO! you can't, I almost did the evil laugh at the end when they called. But at least I can handle calls without stressing it. It is when the store opened at 9am, is when the customer service fun started.

Ways people tried to reserve their Harry Potter book at midnight:
1) Yea, my name is coughjefffranpetebobjoecough, I reserved a Harry Potter book for midnight exactly.

2) I ordered it at Barnes & Noble and they said that you guys would honor my reservation for midnight...

3) I did pre-order it!! [five minutes ago]

4) I called and they said they were holding it for me.

5) J K Rowling is my cousin.

6) I'll pay full price!

7) I want that book, dammit! [throws money at me]

8) [random high-pitched words in succession]

9) [chanting a spell at me]

10) I gonna stand here till I get a book!

Jeez, people!! This makes me wanna go to Borders at midnight, grab a book, and starting reading the last two paragraphs over the loud speaker, ruining the ending for everyone, then calling everyone whores!!!

Labels: annoyances, customers, work

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Monday, April 16, 2007

this apartment sucks!

So if you haven't heard it through the grapevine yet, Jason and I have found and sign a lease for a new place. The lease starts May 1st. The leasor is a cool guy and is letting us move in as soon as he gets the place sparkling. Yeah... during the showing he was all "I'll throw in a fresh coat of paint!" But he didn't have to try that hard to sway us. We were practically sold before we even saw the joint.

Anyways we couldn't really decide if we were making an actual upgrade in living space, or was it a lateral move...

Let's look at it more objectively:

• GOOD - it's cheap
  
• BAD - neighborhood is questionable. I mean, on one side of the place there's a cute elementary school and the other is a nail salon/ liquor store. (Yes, both!)
  
• GOOD - Hardwood floors. drools.
  
• BAD - Even though, my room is huge... my closet is not only small, but it is going to be the washer-dryer room aswell. DAMMMIT!
  
• GOOD - Not insanely far away. The places that we were looking at before were like in Plano and Duncanville.. so this locale is better than I ever thought.
  
• BAD - Moving is going to be a bitch. Well, I suppose that one goes with anywhere we move.
  
• VERY GOOD - My would-be bedroom isn't leaking at the moment.

Yup. After the whole radiator fiasco last time, the water has now come back wih a vengence. Instead of coming from the apartment next door, it's coming from the apartment above me. WTF, people!! Fix your own damn water crisis. My poor room! At least I have super hearing and noticed the leak before it made any water damage unlike last time. Geez, I bet the mantainance people hate me. But I don't care!!

This apartment sucks! I can't wait till I move out in a few weeks.

So now I'm waiting for the emergency mantainence guy. Ugh, it's late and I have the works tommorrow. I'm gonna be pissed all day. All this damn water, I feel like it's the seventh day and that Samora chick is trying to get me! Just when we got rid of M. Night Shyamalan! I suppose a good thing about this situation is that they do have an oncall mantainence guy. I'm not sure if they do at the new condo.

Crap, I'm crazy tired. I hate people... and water.

Labels: annoyances, crisis, eww

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Sunday, February 18, 2007

AHH

Apartment flooded!

The radiator from next door (the model apartment, ironically) broke and the problem elevated to MY apartment. sighs

But the flooding is only in my part of the apartment. The living room and Jason's room are still intact.

DAMMIT!!

Labels: annoyances, crisis

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Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Do only stupid people buy stuff?

If someone asks you if something is funny, do you lie?

I mean, I didn't laugh at your joke nor did I give any nonverbal facial expression to imply that I did...

So why would anyone ask a person if something is funny, if they know the answer?

Anyways, yea. That happened. Then she went on to say that I was bad at customer service... geez, I didn't realize that one of the many responsibilities of my job was to cater to the insecurities of the socially inept.

I'm sick of this "customer's always right" crap. People don't realize that even that statement has it's limits. What if a customer said that the aliens were coming tommorrow to take all of out brains, so we might as well give her a bigger discount? NO! sighs. Not only that... people think that the customer is always good, honest, funny and even fashionably dressed!

But that is never accurate.

[PS. I haven't forgot about my resolution. I'm working something up to put on the sidebar, so I can just update that weekly instead of making a whole weekly post about it. Yeah, and I sucked it up this week btw]

Labels: annoyances, I hate people, work

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Thursday, December 28, 2006

eww

Guy walks in the Borders with a book to return. The book was Charles Frazier's Thirteen Moons. I noticed a smell. A spagetti smell. I thought to myself, "Ah.. he probably just went to lunch." But no... the smell wasn't coming from him.

I looked at the book, as I usually do. There was spagetti sauce all over the book!!!

EWWWW!

"I can't return this book; it's not in sellable condition."
He looks at me oddly. "Why?" he asks.
"There's sauce all over the book." As he looks confused, I show him the book.
"That couldn't of happen" he explains.
OOOH REEEALLY!

I confirm with the manager and tell him that we just can't do it. He huffs and puffs (like a small child) and stomps away.

Then he returns, and says it just wipes right off.

EWWWW!

I do the return, only to make him go away. I then do a damaged report on the book. No one should have to pick up a book only to have it smell like an italian dish of sorts. This isn't Barnes & Noble, you know.

Labels: annoyances, customers, eww, work

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