Being a retailer working in a store inside a mall, I get a lot of *WHISTLERS*. People who seem to think it's not only ok, but a DAMNED GOOD IDEA, to walk around and *WHISTLE*. Not only are they *WHISTLING* an innane tune from some long dead song, but they insist on whistling when they KNOW that it's only them and me in the store. And beyond all that, they're *bad* whistlers, even though I don't know what a bad whistler really is. Maybe all whistling is bad, and I sure as hell know all the whistling I've ever heard in the past year has been horrid.
I'm human, too. I've had a long day, and the last thing I need while pretending to smile is having someone WHISTLING in my store.
Oh, and the other people that get to me? Those that feel compelled to drum their fingers on my counter. I'm standing there, trying to talk to them and help them, but I can't hear them over the constant drumming of their fingers. "~ratatatatatatatatdrumdrum~" I do not need to hear the Lone Ranger themesong in finger drumming, thank you very much.
After the whistlers and the drummers, I have to bring up the ppl who not only talk about you or your store as if you're not there, but insist on talking as if they know the product by heart. "No, don't get that, that's a lousy deal. Get it from RadioShack instead, you know they're good cause they have advertisements." WHAT-THE-FUCK! Hello? I'm standing right in front of you. Please have some fucking tact and decency. I know you have the god-given-right to trash whoever you want verbally, but if you really have to do not do it within earshot or else I'll be forced melt the rubber soles of my shoes right onto your face. Ahem.
I'm human, too. I've had a long day, and the last thing I need while pretending to smile is having someone WHISTLING in my store.
Oh, and the other people that get to me? Those that feel compelled to drum their fingers on my counter. I'm standing there, trying to talk to them and help them, but I can't hear them over the constant drumming of their fingers. "~ratatatatatatatatdrumdrum~" I do not need to hear the Lone Ranger themesong in finger drumming, thank you very much.
After the whistlers and the drummers, I have to bring up the ppl who not only talk about you or your store as if you're not there, but insist on talking as if they know the product by heart. "No, don't get that, that's a lousy deal. Get it from RadioShack instead, you know they're good cause they have advertisements." WHAT-THE-FUCK! Hello? I'm standing right in front of you. Please have some fucking tact and decency. I know you have the god-given-right to trash whoever you want verbally, but if you really have to do not do it within earshot or else I'll be forced melt the rubber soles of my shoes right onto your face. Ahem.
