The obligatory greeting

grin Well, I’m from NY and I have been working retail in the South for three years now. When I go shopping, leave me the hell alone. Don’t greet me, don’t ask if I need help, don’t try to upsell to me. That’s how I feel, and it makes work real interesting. Because I’m told to greet everyone and treat them how I would like to be treated. To me, those are 2 totally different things. To Southerners, it’s one and the same. They are friendly and nice and it irritates me no end.

Fortunately I have no temper, so I just smile at them (without looking in their direction) and move on.

And then, today, I went shopping and couldn’t find what I was looking for, and there was no one around to help me!

Look, I just want the workers to psychically KNOW if I want them to help me or ignore me, as my mood warrants. Is that so much to ask??!

It could be worse, folks. Thanks to some unpleasant stuff that happened to me when I was younger, I’m inclined to be a bit creeped out by men of retirement age on up. That’s why going to WalMart and having a white-haired man I don’t know come up and give me a nice, big, friendly greeting sets off danger signals. I’m not rude, unless you count ignoring them, and I recognize my attitude for the somewhat unwarranted prejudice it is, but still, it’s not pleasant.

What’s boggling my mind is what you’re not allowed to say to the customer. I’m having a hard time imagining banning something useful.

Can I slip in a side rant? Among my duties at work is answering the phone. It’s a small office, and I tend to have a great deal to do. As a result, when someone calls the office trying to sell us something, I really don’t have time to chit-chat about how my day’s going. Please, if you’re trying to sell me something and I tell you I’m extremely busy, come to the point and tell me who you are and what you’re selling. Not only will I appreciate my boss not asking me why I’m wasting time on the call, I’ll be much more likely to think favorably of your company.

CJ