Ireland

Ireland

Friday, May 20, 2011

I went to a "Convenience store the other day
that is 5 minutes from my house.

The only thing convenient about it
is it's 5 minutes from my house.
Once inside the normal wait is 15 minutes,
waiting for the clerk to reappear behind the counter,
from some secret back room
where he is doing who knows what.

When we finally get down to completing the transaction
of me buying a gallon of milk,
his cell phone rings
or the cash register doesn't recognize the code
for the unusual purchase I am making.

I get home 25 minutes later
with a blood pressure 10 points higher.

Not good.

5 comments:

Formerly known as Frau said...

Omg.. I would have gone postal!

Karen said...

What you have to do is stand there looking like a deranged stalker. That gets their attention and they get you out as fast as possible.

No I haven't tried it. But why don't you and tell me how it goes :-)

slommler said...

Ha!!! Isn't that the way of it!!
Customer service has all but disappeared in this 21st century!!
Hugs
SueAnn

Joey said...

Haven't you heard? There IS no customer SERVICE in America anymore. Oh and about that "convenience" word...righttttt

Rants and Raves...Peace and Praise said...

Too Funny...I think our gas station/convenience store across the street is run by the same people...They have machines outside near the pumps to take your cash when paying...that never ever seem to except cash at that moment, and when you then venture inside you wait for the little person to come out from where ever it is they hide in the back...hmmm...what exactly are they doing back their?