Navi, lol. sounds like my hubby. i have to go to bed before him or else i can't sleep because he falls straight to sleep and then i have to lay awake and listen to him snore for hours.
Tch Frogsy! I can't beleive that, but if the owner acts like that then no wonder the employee acts like that too - just don't recommend that store to any one you know who needs bridal attire.
Tiki - having a bad man day, are we?
Income tax can bite me! Can you tell I am spending this week doing my taxes
Stress bunnies can bite me. I work with one and every time we have a manager's meeting he drives me absolutely nuts. This time, I deliberately did things at a slower pace, plenty of time to still get things done but slow enough to drive him insane. THEN I felt guilty because he stressed so bad, my boss sent him home. Of course once he got home, he kept calling the job asking if the project was done so he was STILL working my nerves. Go figure.
i just don't get it. if you're nice to me, i'll go out of my way to help you. i really will.
but if you're not - then i am going to do as very little as possible. period. and this goes for everyone in customer service. it's common sense. GRRRRRRRR!
That's so true. I had a customer on the line one day when I was working for a hotel chain and the hotel that he had chosen to stay in was on MLKing Jr. Blvd - a very nice part of town in this city. When he heard the street name, he asked me if there were a lot of N****S in that area cause he just couldn't stand them. I politely informed him that it was indeed a nice section of town, confirmed his reservations for the convention he was attending and then promptly deleted it as soon as he hung up. I checked back a few weeks later and the place was sold out and no, he did not have a room. JERK!
I hear you, or rather, I don't hear you. My DH is a world-class snorer, so I finally got rubbery earplugs, the kind sold for musicians who play a loud rock concerts. It's heaven. It's absolutely wonderful. It may have saved my marriage!
My My I'm new here (1st time obviously) and boy am I enjoying this thread....as soon as I can remember all the bite me's I have, b/c I have of course forgotten everything, trying to think of something, I'll be back!!! LOL
Good for you. Sometimes I am tempted to do stuff like that. I guess I haven't gotten to that point yet, since I've only worked at this for a couple months. In my old job I was always trying to find ways to "get back" which really is a terrible way to look at it. But you can only do customer service in one place for so long. I used to make sure people who did lots of returns didn't get their reciepts. Oh and there was this company who would call up to order supplies and want us to break all the rules for them and they would never have item numbers their order would be like "3 packages of sharpies" "paperclips" etc and they wanted us to hand pick them out of our stock. And for some reason management agreed. Everytime it was my turn I made a concerted effort to find the most expensive items I could find.
I need to find something i can do without getting caught. *LOL*
today my hubby can bite me for being such a slob. what is the point in busting butt to clean house 3 days only to have him just shed crap everywhere and go " i didn't realize" grr grr good thing he goes to work in an hour so i can stew and get over it.
bluegirl - glad i'm not the only one. Seems like mine makes a mess asfast (or faster!) than I can clean it up. Once when we just started living together I got really mad and stuck all his dishes on his side of the bed right on his pillow. He got the hint. For a while... but they have temporary amnesia at times. *L*
Going on strike for a while sometimes will help. Though for me I usually can't stand it for too long and end up cleaning before he even notices that I've stopped. GRRR to boys.
I used to make sure people who did lots of returns didn't get their reciepts. Oh and there was this company who would call up to order supplies and want us to break all the rules for them and they would never have item numbers their order would be like "3 packages of sharpies" "paperclips" etc and they wanted us to hand pick them out of our stock. And for some reason management agreed. Everytime it was my turn I made a concerted effort to find the most expensive items I could find. 
Nice revenge though 
