friend: I’m working on the overnight team at Target. Unload the truck, stock shelves, all that fun stuff.
me: Well, it gets you away from Joe Average Customer, at least.
me: (I hate dealing with The Public. Gah.)
friend: Indeed. I would end up killing all the customers, or “guests” as Target likes to call them.
me: “guests” har har… I love corporate euphemisms.
friend: lol, yep
friend: I can’t help but laugh when the dayside people come in and start saying, “We need to get ready for the guests!”
me: “Lay out the mines, the mortars and the gun enclosures! Make sure to string the barbed wire across the entrances AND exits!”
friend: lol
me: Hmm, I don’t think I have the right attitude to work the dayside shift at Target, ya think?
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3 responses to “Why I’m not in customer service, Exhibit A”
That chick sounds so cool. I bet she’s the kind of awesome person that sits around naked all morning while she chats on the internet, then goes to ride her totally awesome horse, then goes to work. Yeah, I bet everyone wants to get a piece of her ass. 😀
My my modesty is your best quality chica!
I have no idea what you’re talking about, girly. ;D