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See, you just have to begin at 1pm. I hate those missing days, filled with hangovers. It doesnt feel like you've had a day off.
I would have been good today. But someone was very rude to me in the morning. I got put in Platinum- the old-lady clothes dept. So because Im younger, they think they can treat me like shite.
"What discount do I get? I've got a whole pile of stuff here." -Eh... I cant give you a discount. They're already half-price or less.
"When do they go down further?" -honestly I couldnt tell u, we dont know til the day it happens. "You're lying. The last girl told me that, and I see my suits been reduced." -We really dont know til it happens. "you MUST have some idea" -no, really I dont. "well THATS not a very good way of working, IS IT?"
"So what discount do I get for paying cash?" -excuse me?
"NO DISCOUNT? THIS IS SHAMEFUL. ITS A TERRIBLE WAY TO WORK."
"Can I take them back if they dont fit?" -yes, its a 7 day refund policy on all clearance items. "SEVEN DAYS? SEVEN DAYS? THATS RIDICULOUS, IM GOING TO SPEAK TO THE MANAGER. SEVEN WORKING DAYS, SEVEN SHOP DAYS, OR JUST SEVEN DAYS? EH? EH? YOU DONT KNOW, DO YOU!"
-just seven days. Thats a week. From today.
Im not putting my job, nor my redundancy bonus on the line for a rude and unashamedly ageist woman. I saw her go somewhere else, where a lady who's about 50 was serving, and she was POLITE. ARGH. I was on the line of being most rude back. Had I thought of something clever to say, I would have.
Then I got stood up by my sort-of-boyfriend's sister. And then he was in town. But didnt come to see me again. Despite apologising for the same thing last night, saying he was sooo sorry, and he's obviously not cause he's done the same again.
Argh.
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