Posts tagged bits

I’m sad that my visit home is ending. It’s lovely having time to visit family, but there’s never enough time to do all I want.

Came into Philly to get my cheesesteak fix and take a drive around campus. Lots of shiny new buildings. I need to come back when it’s warm.

On vacation and home for the holidays! I’m in Pennsylvania until Jan. 3rd. I love having a chance to visit family, and relax.

Had a productive evening of partying then shopping. Feeling more prepared for Christmas now.

All FiOS service out, Internet, tv, voice. This must be what hell is like. Amazing how useless my laptop seems.

I hate voice-activated phone menus. I suppose they could be handy, but at least give me the option of pressing buttons!

Spent the afternoon in Boston visiting with an old friend from college who happened to be in the area. It’s good to catch up.

I don’t get why Google Voice doesn’t have a website for more advanced browsers, like the iPhone. Not worth it? Or just no time?

It continues to boggle my mind that we still get mail for the former owners of the house, even though my boyfriend bought it in like ‘01.

Oh, my. Not Always Right never fails to crack me up. Scary, but still funny.

A Sign Of A Long Day

Grocery Store | Mississauga, ON, Canada

(Note: I am a self-checkout attendant.)

Customer: “Miss, my debit card doesn’t seem to be working.”

Me: “Are you sure you’re swiping it the right way?”

Customer: “Which way is the right way?”

Me: “Stripe facing outward.”

Customer: “Miss, it’s still not working!”

Me: “I’m sorry sir, but that debit machine is currently out of order.”

Customer: “I want to use this one. Why isn’t this one working?”

Me: “I’m sorry, but we called tech support. If you’d like, I’d be more than happy to suspend your order and–”

Customer: “It’s your responsibility to put up signs if something isn’t working! I want to speak to your store manager.”

Me: “There’s no sign on that machine? I’m sure I put them up just a couple of minutes ago.”

Customer: “Do you SEE a sign?”

(I walk over to the machine, and see the sign laying by the customers feet on the floor. It was clearly ripped off of the machine, as it’s half torn.)

Me: “Hmm, I’m terribly sorry sir. It seems someone ripped the sign off.”

Customer: “Yeah, that was me.”

Me: “Can I ask why?”

Customer: “No, you can’t.”

Me: “Why would you use this machine is you had seen and read the sign, stating that the debit machine wasn’t working?”

Customer: “Because there was no sign!”

Me: “But you ripped the sign off.”

Customer: “Yeah, so now that it’s not there anymore the debit machine should be working! Forget this! I’m going to another store!”