Man, its an unpleasant experience. I’ve had a lot of things said to me in my time (and most of those were well-deserved), but this, this REALLY sucked.
Long Story Short (well, long story still kinda long), I work in a place that sells timber flooring, and tiles and such like. I like the work, but the management are SERIOUSLY strict on certain rules and practices. But hey; it’s their business, I just work there. I may not like the rules, but I’ve gotta implement them.
Anyrate, one rule is to do with taking deposits on sales; we’ll hold any material for a customer, as long as they pay a deposit. Catch is, if we’re holding goods for you, and you just go off and see something you like better in a different store, we won’t give you back your deposit. That’s fair, I guess… we were holding goods for you, goods we could easily sell to other people, but held them for you, and now you just change your mind, and we lose out? Ok, I don’t mind that rule so much. Except….
Except these guys I’ve been dealing with lately, a middle-aged, very respectable couple (I think they are both teachers). Basically, not to bore you, they wanted 2000 euros worth of Tiles, and 2000euros worth of timber. SOLD. I took a deposit of 1000euros, held the goods for them, until they came to pick it up today. Basically, they spotted tiles elsewhere, and wanted to cancel the tiles I had held, give me an extra grand, and just take their timber.
Management did NOT like this. They instructed me to tell the couple that they could pay me 2000euro for their timber, take it away, and we would hold the original 1000euro as deposit on anything else they might buy in the future.
The customer did NOT like this. And another policy our company has, is everyone handles their own sale, so I had to go out and fight in our corner, and stand our ground in regards to this policy, even if I don’t really agree with it; shit pall, gimme the grand, take your timber and be gone. It’s not worth pissing off a customer that’s gonna badmouth your company across the country. But hey, I don’t run the show, I’m just a grunt. I have to do what I’m told; that’s life. Oh, and also , I had to tell the customer that this whole thing was MY decision, and it’s not company policy to… blame company policy. You can’t just say, hey, I just work here pal.
So, much arguing proceeded, with the customers pulling apart our bullshit policy, with me lying like a politician as to how firmly I believed I was right, and what I was doing was fair. These guys, well, they were nice (until today) and we’d gotten along quite well. I was hoping they’d see it in my eyes that hey, I’m just a guy doing is job, I’m on your side, and if it was up to me, I’d sell them the timber, and that was that.
Then, they turned nasty. Shit, they always do; legal action was threatened, they threatened to badmouth our company all across town (fair enough), and of course the old my-brother/ sister/ aunt-was-going-to-come-here-for-stuff-but-I’m-telling-them-not-to-now-look-at-the-business-you’ve-just-lost schpiel (sic?).
So, He told me to go fuck my mother, and she (pointing to a facial scar I have from a punch I got in a nightclub years ago for, well, standing in the wrong place) told me she was glad I’d gotten a bottle smashed in my face. They then stormed out.
I coulda burst into tears, I tell ya. It was honestly one of the most horrible things to happen me in my life, and all for a shitty job I don’t believe in.
Gotta be easier ways to get paid than this.