Hello everyone! It’s a nice sunny, but cold day here. It really is nice to see that sun shining again. It has been cloudy and rainy nearly every day since mid August. So every sunny day is a treat to enjoy. Speaking of shopping. I used to enjoy shopping at one time, not so much anymore. Things happen to me when I’m at the store. Not good things. Odd things. Terrible things. Embarrassing things. Dad was the same way. But I’ll save his funny stories for another day. Back to me and shopping. We don’t mix. Like me and technology. Just doesn’t work out too well most times.
So, I wanted a latch for a cupboard door, a very simple kind of latch. Very common type of latch. Off I go to the store. Couldn’t find it anywhere. I ask a sales person who actually happened to be close by for a change. Got this blank stare. I get that blank stare a lot from sales people when I ask for things. She had no idea what I was talking about. Off to another store. Asked once again since I couldn’t find it myself. Twice in one day there was a sales person close by. Nearly fainted. I got the same blank stare. I think stores must teach their employees this blank stare. Gets rid of unwanted customers.
She had no idea, but said she doesn’t normally work in that department. So she went and got the man who normally does work that department. Okay…if the man who normally works in that department is there, why is someone who doesn’t normally work in that department working in that department when the person who normally works in that department should be the one working in that department and there wouldn’t be a problem? Right? I think anyway. But not too often. Gives me a headache.
He’s not on break either. He’s working in the department the woman normally works in. Makes sense. No point making it easy for customers. So I ask him. I don’t believe this, I get the same blank stare. I could have done this well just staying home and looking at the wall. Less frustrating too. Off to another store. Why? I enjoy getting frustrated. What other reason could there be. I ask once again. I get the same blank stare. Four times in a row. I’m almost ready to scream.
Why don’t you bring one in and show me, she said. I’m really trying hard not to scream at this point. If I had one to bring in, then I wouldn’t need to buy one. Sigh. Off to another store. I’m crazy, that’s why. Amazingly I found another sales person easily. I ask again. Yes, she says, we sell those, right over here. They sell them! Finally! Fantastic! Oh, she says, we’re sold out. She’s probably wondering why I’m hitting my head on the shelf. Sigh.
There are many more to share, about me and my dad. We both had/have the same problems at stores. Enjoy your day and God bless!
Steve and Muffin (who is sleeping in the sun soaking up that heat).
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