Pet Peeves?
#1486
Re: Pet Peeves?
People who open a box, look at the contents, then take another box containing the same product.
Good job it's not ****ing cheerios they're shopping for.
Good job it's not ****ing cheerios they're shopping for.
#1491
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#1493
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#1494
Re: Pet Peeves?
I've unscrewed the caps off a couple of bottles of fabric conditioner or the like to smell it before buying it.
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#1497
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Re: Pet Peeves?
I don't see anything wrong with it myself, though. You're just having a whiff to see if you like it.
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#1500
Re: Pet Peeves?
Sometimes. I'm sneaky now because once upon a time I'd just unscrewed the lid when some shop girl came up behind me and shouted "what you doin'?" in my ear and I jumped so much I sloshed some of the liquid on the floor and of course was forced to pay for the now half empty bottle in my hands.
I left the bloody cleaning up for her to do though.
When my daughter was younger, she was safely ensconced into a supermarket trolley seat but still managed to knock a bottle of vinegar onto the floor where of course it smashed. I was all ready to apologise when some git faced manager waltzed straight up to me and demanded I pay for damages.
His attitude made my apology fly out the window so I started arguing that a minor was not responsible for low shelf damages and that surely they must expect some.
He turned into a bastard so I became a bitch and after recognising that no reasoning was to be done I grabbed my child, left my shopping and walked out.
Most Italian mammas grovel and apologise profusely although I did not know this then. I wasn't prepared to grovel over a 45 cent bottle of vinegar and in my naughty frame of mind I was happy for the whole store to stink of frigging vinegar.
The grovelling and the apologies means that Italian customer service has never moved forward in any kind of store (except perhaps Ikea) and we don't get any customer service.
I left the bloody cleaning up for her to do though.
When my daughter was younger, she was safely ensconced into a supermarket trolley seat but still managed to knock a bottle of vinegar onto the floor where of course it smashed. I was all ready to apologise when some git faced manager waltzed straight up to me and demanded I pay for damages.
His attitude made my apology fly out the window so I started arguing that a minor was not responsible for low shelf damages and that surely they must expect some.
He turned into a bastard so I became a bitch and after recognising that no reasoning was to be done I grabbed my child, left my shopping and walked out.
Most Italian mammas grovel and apologise profusely although I did not know this then. I wasn't prepared to grovel over a 45 cent bottle of vinegar and in my naughty frame of mind I was happy for the whole store to stink of frigging vinegar.
The grovelling and the apologies means that Italian customer service has never moved forward in any kind of store (except perhaps Ikea) and we don't get any customer service.