lonesomedwarf posted:

im m asturbating

Pon de Bundy posted:

you're really mad about yogurt and it sounds like women, so lmao at how fat u probably are, or sexually frustrated.

ZombieParts posted:

My problem is the opposite - good customer service makes me think the girl behind the counter wants my d

eternalname posted:

First Taco Bell, now this bitch. Part of the problem is that I live in a shithole area where all the restaurants are run by female shitstains who got knocked up, dropped out of high school and text their "boo" while they make my sandwich.

Today I went to Golden Spoon to get my free yogurt. In order to get said free yogurt you need to purchase 10 yogurts. Yes, that's right - I come to this loving place every loving week (sometimes more) just so I can get that fabled 10th free yogurt. When i first started that 10th yogurt was but a distant peak in the horizon, as far away as Amon Amarth was from Frodo at the start of his quest. But this isn't about Frodo, this is about Froyo.

Anyway, every single oval office in this place is unprofessional as poo poo. With Taco Bell it was just the one white girl. This place it's a sassy indian girl, a fat white trailer trash, some hispanic girl with buck teeth - they all give me this passive agressive attitutde EVERY time I come in. Their whole demeanor just screams "what are you doing here making us work?" Literally evey time I go in there they're all standing around chatting. I always ask for the same goddamn thing - medium vainlla, with gummy worms for topping. They always give me this smirk, like gummy worms are just for kids. What the gently caress ever, do your job. You work in an ice cream store, sorry I'm not as "man" as the loving ghetto trash you had a kid with, and still cheat on with late nights on OK cupid. Don't bother flirting, i dserve better than you gutter trash.

Next problem is they're out of gummy worms. They were out LAST week. ANd they're still out this week? What, did the gummy worm factory explode? Someone hosed up and didn't place the order. Nice going you shitpricks.

So today I come to FINALLY get my free yog, and this chick just takes my card and mumbles "mmkaythanksforcomignhavagoodday" I have to TELL her "Can iI get a anotehr card?" Like duh I'm going to keep coming back I COME EVERY WEEK I"M A RGULAR CUSTOMER AND YOU SHOULDT TREAT ME AS SUCH - ITS CALLED PROFESSIONALISM.

I was so fuckign amd that as soon as i got in my car, I parked nearby and called the store and used a fake voice and talked to the fat bitch who sassed me. She answers the phone with a bored "Golden Spoon" doesn't even say her NAME. I worked in customer service less than a year and even I know you state your name. So i ask her "What's your name" and it's "Brenda" and I say "Can i talk to a manger" she says with slight attitude "a manager isn't here right now". SO i say"Well Brenda, i came in earier this afternoon and i felt like one of your employees was extremely rude to me" and she's like "uh-huh" and i say "I've never made a complain like this, i'm not sure what to do.

She says "was it me"? Doest even apologize, doesn't care a thing about making me feel better. She thinks it's a prank call or something, so I decide to run with it. I say "I'm not sure who it was. - but she was a white girl, a little chunky." Then i really want to make her feel bad so i say "I wouldn't call her fat, but she's just about that weight where you'd have sex with her but wouldn't tell your friends about it"

There's silence on the other end, then I hang up. Game, set and match, bitch.

I hope that fat bitch cries herself to sleep thinking about my nasty comment. Worthless human garbage.

Reminds me of when I used to deliver 'zas. I answered the door one night and it was a bunch of stoned college kids watching Lost. They kept giggling and laughing at me. Later that night I called the number and he never answered but I left a voicemail in a fake gangsta voice cursing them out. Never called back - i hope they poo poo their pants. Stoned faggots.

Pon de Bundy posted:

so i googled parts of your post and none of that was a copy and paste

you're really mad about yogurt and it sounds like women, so lmao at how fat u probably are, or sexually frustrated.

gorki posted:

tbh i find typical american customer service way too much, especially in food service. the smiling and the effusiveness just leaves me not knowing what to say or do and it makes me feel very uncomfortable and homesick to the point where i'd almost be willing to pay someone to just throw my poo poo on the counter, snatch my money, slam down my change and glower at me until i'm out the door like at home

RonMexicosPitbull posted:

Positive human contact

Tsinava posted:

Americans literally get their feelings hurt because customer service in other countries doesnt force people to smile. Lol

RonMexicosPitbull posted:

Why would you be rude to strangers for no reason?

Im polite to everyone in my life because its a nice thing to do and I feel good doing it not because I have to. I did the same thing in retail in high school.

eternalname posted:

First Taco Bell, now this bitch. Part of the problem is that I live in a shithole area where all the restaurants are run by female shitstains who got knocked up, dropped out of high school and text their "boo" while they make my sandwich.

Today I went to Golden Spoon to get my free yogurt. In order to get said free yogurt you need to purchase 10 yogurts. Yes, that's right - I come to this loving place every loving week (sometimes more) just so I can get that fabled 10th free yogurt. When i first started that 10th yogurt was but a distant peak in the horizon, as far away as Amon Amarth was from Frodo at the start of his quest. But this isn't about Frodo, this is about Froyo.

Anyway, every single oval office in this place is unprofessional as poo poo. With Taco Bell it was just the one white girl. This place it's a sassy indian girl, a fat white trailer trash, some hispanic girl with buck teeth - they all give me this passive agressive attitutde EVERY time I come in. Their whole demeanor just screams "what are you doing here making us work?" Literally evey time I go in there they're all standing around chatting. I always ask for the same goddamn thing - medium vainlla, with gummy worms for topping. They always give me this smirk, like gummy worms are just for kids. What the gently caress ever, do your job. You work in an ice cream store, sorry I'm not as "man" as the loving ghetto trash you had a kid with, and still cheat on with late nights on OK cupid. Don't bother flirting, i dserve better than you gutter trash.

Next problem is they're out of gummy worms. They were out LAST week. ANd they're still out this week? What, did the gummy worm factory explode? Someone hosed up and didn't place the order. Nice going you shitpricks.

So today I come to FINALLY get my free yog, and this chick just takes my card and mumbles "mmkaythanksforcomignhavagoodday" I have to TELL her "Can iI get a anotehr card?" Like duh I'm going to keep coming back I COME EVERY WEEK I"M A RGULAR CUSTOMER AND YOU SHOULDT TREAT ME AS SUCH - ITS CALLED PROFESSIONALISM.

I was so fuckign amd that as soon as i got in my car, I parked nearby and called the store and used a fake voice and talked to the fat bitch who sassed me. She answers the phone with a bored "Golden Spoon" doesn't even say her NAME. I worked in customer service less than a year and even I know you state your name. So i ask her "What's your name" and it's "Brenda" and I say "Can i talk to a manger" she says with slight attitude "a manager isn't here right now". SO i say"Well Brenda, i came in earier this afternoon and i felt like one of your employees was extremely rude to me" and she's like "uh-huh" and i say "I've never made a complain like this, i'm not sure what to do.

She says "was it me"? Doest even apologize, doesn't care a thing about making me feel better. She thinks it's a prank call or something, so I decide to run with it. I say "I'm not sure who it was. - but she was a white girl, a little chunky." Then i really want to make her feel bad so i say "I wouldn't call her fat, but she's just about that weight where you'd have sex with her but wouldn't tell your friends about it"

There's silence on the other end, then I hang up. Game, set and match, bitch.

I hope that fat bitch cries herself to sleep thinking about my nasty comment. Worthless human garbage.

Reminds me of when I used to deliver 'zas. I answered the door one night and it was a bunch of stoned college kids watching Lost. They kept giggling and laughing at me. Later that night I called the number and he never answered but I left a voicemail in a fake gangsta voice cursing them out. Never called back - i hope they poo poo their pants. Stoned faggots.

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