Disclaimer/Warning

All these are rants by an extremely sarcastic woman. Take offense and get butt-hurt if you want, but I warn you, this is the internet. If this bugs you, grow up. If you see yourself here, learn from it.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

These are not the workers you are looking for.

Dear Customers: When you walk up to me in the middle of an aisle and ask me if THIS is the fitting room, I will wonder if you are drunk, and then point you towards where it actually is.

Dear Customers: Why are you asking my opinion on your personal things? I don't care, honestly. I am not a fashion person, I don't care what camera or laptop case looks cute. I care how well it works.

Dear Customers: Stop telling me I'm so good I should be a manger. I applied, didn't get it obviously. It's just throwing salt into a wound.

Dear Customers: When I look obviously depressed and I'm trying to be nice to you, don't be a jerk and go on about how much I don't like my job. Perhaps I'm dealing with some issues, such as a death of someone close to me.

Dear Customers: The bloody commercial says "Toys, Electronics, and select Housewares over $15." So why are you trying to put a cartful of cloths on Layaway? Why are you trying to put $10 toys on Layaway? Also, when there is a big sign telling you where the counter is, why do you ask me?

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Not One-Hour patience.

Dear Customers:  What part of "our one hour prints are digital, we send out the film." Do you not get? Why are you complaining to me about how your film came out if I just told you we do not process it?

Dear Customers: I'm sorry 13 cents a picture is not cheap enough for you. Maybe you shouldn't print out 400 pictures at a time.

Dear Customers: No, I cannot page someone to help you for this department because I am that someone who works in this department. 

Dear Customers: Nope sorry, I don't work here. I just enjoy wandering about Wal*Mart, zoning things while wearing khakis, a blue button down, a labcoat that says "Wal*Mart Photo" on it, and a name tag.  


Friday, August 3, 2012

Yes, female and Electronics can mix.

Dear Customers: Yes, I am tiny. I know this, please don't mock me when I come out from the backroom carrying YOUR 47" TV. Yes, it is bulky and almost my size. But guess what? You can't walk out of the store with it, and it makes me feel so much better when I have to call one of the guys to walk you out of the store with it.

Dear Customers: There is nothing against you, when I say I need to ring you up in this department for the locked stuff. It's our corporate policy.

Dear Customers: Please restrain your children. You see me unlocking the glass door to get the game your spending $40 on for your small child. Why are you letting them get so close to me so they can try to grab a game as I slide open the door, then proceed to get offended when I push their hand gently away.

Dear Customers: When I unlock something for you, and say "I need to ring you up over here." DO NOT rip said item out of my hands. Because guess what? I am fighting the urge to smack you with it.

Dear Customers: Stop treating me as if I don't know anything and I only am in the department to get the men to help you with your electronic needs, because it will really piss me off when I tell you there is noone else, and you decide to wait, only for then man you wanted so badly to help you ask me to help since they didn't know the answer.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Female...in Electronics? Le gasp!

Dear Customers: I have a lab coat saying "Wal*Mart Photo" on it, and you ask me if I can get someone to help you with the cameras. When I respond with "I can help you, what do you need to know?" Do not say, "Well what do you know?" I'm trying to dumb it down for you, because your pointing at a camcorder and asking about the pictures it takes.

Dear Customers: Yes, I know I'm female, but it pisses me off when I answer your question, then you turn around and ask one of the guys, who guess what? Call me over and repeat the question because they don't know the answer. I think since it's my department, I know the software for the photo machines.

Dear Customers: Yes, my hair is brightly colored, no, it's not for the local sports team. Yes, I am sure. It's on my head.

Dear Customers: While I'm glad your so happy about me fixing your camera, please don't touch me, don't hug me. I don't like strangers being touchy.

Dear Customers: I may not speak Spanish, but I can understand you. I also understand when you say "This stupid girl doesn't know anything." If I don't know anything, then why am I having to answer your questions?