Saturday, August 30, 2008

Freak Magnet

The other day, going to work, I got on the bus and proceeded to sit down in the back half of the bus. As I sat down, I heard strange "huffing" noises coming from across the aisle. Looking over, I noticed that the person sitting opposite me was doing some sort of "excercise" by holding on to the rail on the back of the seat in front of him and quickly pulling himself forward. He was doing this with some vigor, and seemed to be serious about his "workout" (Cheaper than a gym membership, I guess). This "workout" (with sound effects) went on for about 10 minutes until I heard the noises change. I had been looking out the window in the opposite direction in order not to laugh, but I slowly turned my head in his direction, looking out the corner of my eye at him to see what he was doing now. I almost lost it at this point, because he was throwing punches (at the air) and making sounds like you hear in poorly dubbed martial arts flicks. It was all I could do not to laugh out loud, because he was concentrating so intently on beating up the air in front of him. I expected him to make Bruce Lee noises, but thankfully he didn't, or I don't think I would have been able to keep the laughter inside.

I tend to attract people like this. This guy at least seemed harmless, but I don't know what would have happened if I had started laughing.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Startup

So-here we go: This blog is where I intend to put my experiences (weird, wonderful, annoying, really annoying, and "keep that up and you'll lose a limb") that I have had whilst working in the retail world for the last 19 years (Holy crap! That long?). Here's an example of what to expect:

I work at a store that predominantly fixes shoes and cuts keys and a few days ago a woman came in and wanted a particular key cut. She explained that she had been to a couple of other places and had gotten keys cut that did not work, and would I be able to cut this key correctly the first time. She showed me the key and I realized what the problem had been for the other attempts, as the key was one that was often mistaken for another if the person doing the cutting is not paying attention, or doesn't know what they're doing (yet another reason not to go to Wal-Mart, kids!). I told her that we could cut the key and it often got confused and miscut pointing out the difference, but we would have no problem. I cut the key and she left.

The next day she came back complaining that the key did not work because she had gotten the wrong one cut. Because of this, she wanted the right key cut, but did not want to pay for it. The owner of the store was in and she was talking to him, as I was in the back working on some shoes (but still able to hear the conversation). Her position was that because she didn't need an extra for the one that she had had cut, we should cut her the "correct" one for free. Not once did she say that it was our fault that the wrong key had been cut-she freely admitted that she gave me the wrong one-but she still felt that she shouldn't have to pay for another key.

Where do people get ideas like this?