Originally uploaded by cbcyr
Today I am taking the day off from work to Christmas shop. No fake french accent, no Bumble, no fun.
I wore my badge with pride today. I just got off the phone with the evil empire that is WalMart:
me: hi, I was there this morning and I'm pretty sure one of my bags didn't make it in my cart.
nasty customer service girl: uh huh
me: um, it had blah, blah, blah in it
nasty customer service girl:: yeah
me: do you have it?? (annoyed now)
nasty customer service girl: yeah
me:: good! Gee, you'd think when someone is paying $400 for an order the cashier would go that extra mile and make sure you have all your bags.
nasty customer service girl who is chatty now: well you'd think that if someone is paying $400 for an order they would make sure they have all their bags. (I just know her head was going side to side)
me: um, can I speak to your store manager?
nasty customer service girl: CLICK!
UGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I went through a half hour of trying to reach this guy. At one point a young guy picked up the phone pretending to be the store manager. I asked what his name was and he said, "CSS". I screamed, "Your mother named you CSS??? That's your title not your name, kid!" I want to speak to the store manger NOWWWWWWWW!!
CSS told me that the manager was too busy working to speak to me.
Long story short...I finally got him and screamed at him for 8 minutes and I feel better. The bumble needs to go pick up my bag because I fear for my life now.