Tuesday, May 15, 2007

What's Up With That Bitch??

On Saturday I was wandering the main street looking for a gift for my mother. I knew what I wanted but I just needed to find one.

I entered a little gift shop, sort of swanky.

Just in front of me was one of the world's best equestrian riders and his wife. I smiled (as you do when you are a fucken polite person) and proceeded deeper into the confines of the shop.

I walked up, through the ornate giftware and towards the back of the shop where I had spied some bags. I walked straight past the counter where I could not fail to notice a rather large woman, swank-stained to the hilt, black bob with a fringe, big bracelets and beads, larger than life. She sat behind the counter in a pile of uninterest. Then I noticed her nostrils start to flare, her eyebrows arched and her meticulously groomed head did a 45 degree turn in a nano second. She had sniffed out celebrity.

The mass of try-hard waddled past me at a great rate of knots, fending joe blog customers to the left and right of her as her red-lipsticked mouth formed the biggest fake smile I have ever seen in real life. I sort of pitied her in a way, as she had a shit show in hell of reaching said equestrain extraordinairre before he and his lovely wife sauntered back out of the shop, an aura of boredom surrounding them.

Did I feel offended that I, being the first customer in the shop, was completely ignored in favour of celebrity? Ok, a wee bit.

Did I expect the same level of attention to be bestowed upon myself once the 6 ft wide Adams family ring in finally got back to my end of the shop? Stupidly, yes.

Did I the "you right?", spat out in a frosty tone that the Ice Queen herself would envy, quench my thirst for some customer service? No!

Did I leave the shop on principle? You damn fucken right I did.

Tell me your customer service story

12 comments:

Chubbymum said...

What a fantastic post... You go girl!!! What a cow!!!

I don't ever buy from anyone like that EVER....

Once I had a lady slap my sons hand for reaching for a kids book in a book store... now my son loves books and is really careful and is a bookaholic and I said to her "don't you ever touch my child or another child like that again..." gave a huge angry stare and said

"You just lost 10 customers by doing that because those women over there saw you and so did I and your best advertising is your customers and how many people they tell and those people tell 10 other people... see how long you are in business...!!!" and I walked straight out of there.. Needless to say she isn't in business anymore he he he.

OMG how rude some of these people can be... I hate the judging a book by it's cover stuff that people do.. just because people are in tracksuit pants etc doesn't mean they can't afford anything.

A friend of ours is a millionaire overseas and he wears jeans with holes etc in them because people will judge him like he doesn't have money and then he can go about his business...

Some people aye.

Love this post

Chubbymum

Steph said...

I once fought over a pair Prada slides in London with a girl that once starred on Neighbours! The shop assistant strode over, yanked them out of my hands and gave them to the Starlet.

Should I name her? Oh fuck it! Remember the chick that played Lucy Robinson? Well it was HER!!

Ghastly mole can't act anyway.

Lyn said...

You got me started now Jules!! lol

We've had many celebrities in our shop. Most of them I treat normally, politely like I treat anyone else. Have never asked for an autograph because I figure if they get a moment of normality here they might come back ...

Anyway ... we had the lady who used to be on Good Morning, sorry can't remember her name lol. Can someone help me out here? She's married to the gardening guy off Mucking In. Anyway she was so rude to me for no reason. I asked her if she wanted her paper put in the bag with her other groceries and she gave me the worst glare and snapped back "of course not". Her husband was so embarrased and gave me a look of "hmmm, sorry bout her" as they walked out. I never looked at her the same on tv. Always thought she came across as a down to earth kind person. maybe she is and I caught her on a bad day.

Nicest celebrity I've met would have to be Dame Silvia Cartwright. (ex governer general) Bill calls her 'guv' and she chuckles everytime.

Lyn said...

I've just remembered her name ... Mary Lambie

Wanna_B_slim said...

omg... what terrible stories...
I have been lucky i guess i cant think of anything like that happening to me before...
cept times when being the "fat ugly chick" at the bar being left til last to get service by the hunky tard of a barman just cos dumb shit scrawny bimbo skanks money is better than mine... who'd have thunk that!! Oh that didnt sound very nice hey!! haha but oh so true

Anne said...

When ever I go shopping after the pool or the gym I tend to get ignored, being not dressed up - no makeup etc, frustrating as I'm still a propective customer.

One time we were at an open home, the real estate agent was oh so friendly, a scruffy guy came up the drive, bush shirt, gumboots, hair sticking out. He was ignored by the agent - we knew the guy - he is a millionaire, living in a huge house so when he moved away I staged a whisper to my husband - saying isn't that is so and so who lives in that house at..... the agent moved to him in a real hurry after realising he had money!

Mellisa said...

Shit like that always happens to me.... I am usually too polite to say "Hey shit stick snap out of it" .... where as my sister .... well she has no problem pulling them up!! lol.... And they all say I am the bitch of the family!!
Thanks for your comments chookie ...

Mellisa said...

Ohhh and how are your boobies going?? *grins*

Yummy Mummy said...

HA... you go girl...

karma...

jodie said...

that would make me boil too, I would have probably said something to her that I might have regretted later...
Well done!

Name: Lynise said...

mmm,,,,, think I just had my worst dealings with the owner of a business, or at least I hope its my worst as I couldn't believe how badly I was treated by the git whose chosen field is giving property valuations. (seems he missed the bit about making them accurate).

crankybee said...

Shopping for wedding shoes at Alan Pink-arse, Centrepoint acade.

"What's your wedding dress - white or cream?"
"Blue, and silver."
"Oh. Second time around?"

*blink*