Back when I was…oh, 20 or so, I was working as a cashier at BJ’s Wholesale Club. It was a truly desperate time in my life, I was literally working hand to mouth, and it wasn’t a great job - BJ’s fires you if you are off by so much as a penny on your cash register three times, so, while I never got fired, it was tense and more than once I saw a crying girl escorted off the premises.
The way they did things back then was, only people who brought a cart up to the register could take one. I think you might have had to put a quarter in to get them, I forget. Anyway, this dude comes up, and puts all of his stuff - maybe half a dozen things - on the belt, I ring it up, and he starts to put it in the cart.
I honestly don’t remember at this point if he had a cart or not, but my memory is clearly of not seeing a cart, so I said, “I’m sorry sir, those carts are only for people who have brought in carts.”
The man BLOWS UP. “What the hell do you mean, saying that? Do you think I carried all of this stuff through the store? What is wrong with you? Are you stupid?”
I apologized, profusely, and told him to take the cart. He would not quit. “What do you think I am, some kind of SUPER HERO? I carry all this shit through the aisles myself? You stupid girl!”
Not possessing the self-confidence I do now back then, I was nearly in tears by the time he yelled at me to get my manager.
My manager comes over, and totally caves in to the customer - just gives him the cart, and apologizes, over and over. Awful - no thought of telling him he can’t abuse the employees like that.
Customers can suck. I saw more weirdos in my time at BJ’s than anywhere else…just downright rude, obnoxious people who think they can treat you like shit. And I am suspicious of people who don’t realize those kinds of customers are out there constantly - it makes me think they are one of these kinds of customers. It shows that I still remember that story, a dozen years later, and can even still remember the sting.
That story had a happy ending, though. Two or three people after that was the owner of a nearby flooring wholesaler. He gave me his card, and told me he was very pleased by how well I had handled that customer and also continued to do my job, and could I come in for an interview? I did, and landed the job.
As for the website thing, Guin - yeah, I’d be pissed if the website didn’t work. The less I have to use the phone, the better.