<snip> So he then asks me to look up some parts - - I do so - and then asked
him if we sold him the wrong stuff? He sais no, not yet we havn't. Such
an attitude... when I informed him I couldn't get the parts he wanted -
that only pissed him off even more and more whining ensued...... as if
it was my personal job in life to make sure he got what he wanted. I
wanted to smack him... Ugh... Welcome to life in customer service :)
I got few stories like that. How about the guy that pulls an engine swap
from a carb'ed 305 eng to fuel injected 350 and gets pissed cause I don't
have the right computer to match his old harness to his new engine.
Two of my newest favorites.
Lady walks into the store at 2 minutes to closing time
Her: Are you still open?
Me: Yeah for about another 2 minutes
Her: Oh good, I need a passenger side headlight for a black 98 Ford Escort
Me: (looks up headlight on computer) Sorry I don't have a passenger side
headlight for a black 98 Escort
I have the drivers side for a black Escort and I have the passenger
side for a red one.
Her: Oh crud! Where can I get one now?
Yesterday I had a Hispanic lady walk up to the counter.
Her: (heavy accent) I need the turkey
Me: Excuse me? You need the what?
Her: The turkey
Me I don't understand you need the turkey?
Her: Yes the turkey. For a 97 Honda Civic
Me: Ma'am I don't understand. There's no turkey on a car.
Her: The TURKEY, THE TURKEY, The head turkey.
Me: OH! Do you mean you need the Head bolt TORQUE?
Her Si you dumb gringo.
I got her what she wanted but I really had to restrain myself from smacking
her.
Thank god for parts returned to be disposed of at the store. That and a BFH
does wonders for the soul.
Ray Irons
Dover, DE
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