A True Tale
The Scene:
Blockbuster Video, Circa 1997
The Players:
WhyNot, a devastatingly charming young store manager
Mrs. Smith, an elderly shopper
WhyNot: HiwelcometoBlockbusterhowareyoutoday?
Mrs. Smith: Oh, I’m fine, just fine, dear. Tell me, do you have The African Queen available for rent?
WhyNot: Oh, I’m sorry, I don’t yet. But it’s coming out on video next week, actually! We should have a copy on Tuesday. Would you like me to take your name put it aside for you?
Mrs. Smith: Oh, that would be wonderful.
WhyNot (rummaging for a pen): Funny thing, actually. There was a gentleman in here just an hour ago and he preordered a copy to buy! He told me it was the first movie he took his sweetheart to when they were dating, and he wants to give her the tape for their anniversary. Isn’t that sweet?!
Mrs. Smith: …
WhyNot: Uh…
Mrs. Smith: Did he have a red jacket on?
WhyNot: Oh, dear…
:smack:
It’s not about rights or ethics or anything else Important. It’s about ruining some poor old couple’s 45th wedding anniversary by letting the cat out of the bag. There was just no need for me to do that, no way to *undo *it, and I felt utterly miserable about it.
(And I had much the same happen to me when I first started, when I left a message for someone that said, “Hi, this is WhyNot from Blockbuster Video. Your special order of Grease is in, ready for you to pick up!” Of course, it was a gift for someone else who listened to the machine. :smack: I quickly learned to leave vague “This is WhyNot from Blockbuster, please return my call,” messages just like the SOP manual said I should.)