Monday, September 28, 2009

stupid scam artists


tonight's adventure comes courtesy of a customer who thought she could pull a fast one on me.

She works at a neighbouring store, one of the kiosks outside in the mall, and she comes in all the time after closing down her kiosk early. Five minutes before we close, she starts browsing and stays til 9:40ish. The other night she had come in asking about x-small belts, which we don't have yet, and this evening she had come in earlier to return something. Then she came back in as I said, 9:25, and started browsing. So I asked her if she needed help, and she said no. She then asked about the belts again and my coworker took her over to them to pick one out for her.

She decided on one, then headed to the clearanced jewelry rack. I asked her if I could start ringing her stuff up for her while she browsed a bit more, cause it was 9:40 when she went over there. She said, "no, that's fine I'll be only five more minutes or so." Fine, whatever.

So she finally comes over and I punch in her telephone number and rewards card, and start ringing her up. I started with her belt and then scanned in her pants, which rang up at 70% off. I thought that odd but we did have a random pair someone returned the other day, so I set them down. Then I picked up the sweaters she had, and I set them back down.

The tickets on the sweaters were red slashed, which meant that they were clearanced. Except that these were brand new sweaters we had just gotten in a couple of weeks ago and were not even on any type of sale yet. I explained this to her and told her that I would not be able to selll them to her at that price. My coworker then grabbed the pants and we noticed that the tickets had been switched on that one too.

So suddenly she didn't want any of it, and she left at 9:45, not buying a damned thing. Now I have no proof that she did switch the tickets, but it is very suspicious. I called my Loss Prevention line and my store manager and let them both know what was going on, so that was fun.

My guess is that she figured we'd be more interested in getting out of the store and not paying attention to what we were ringing up. The tags on the sweaters and pants didn't match the type of items -- they were number sizes on the tags and XS sweaters/pants.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Things that are life.

Ok, so my friend Laura dropped me off in front of my house...well, kinda.

See we came back from Troy and we got to my street, a one-way. In the middle of the street, right in front of my house was a goddamned police car with lights flashing. We ended up two cars behind that, and I see two blonde girls sitting on a car next to Laura's. Then I realized those were my roommates, so I hopped out of the car and asked what was going on.

Some dipshit had once again parked in front of our driveway. Goddamn, people. And this time there were TWO CARS IN IT. So the cop finally moved to let everyone go by, and I sat on K's car with Amanda and we waited for the tow truck.

It finally came, and as they're hooking the chains to it and are pulling it toward the bed, this bitch comes running out of her house in a sports bra and shorts and begs them not to tow her car. After over an hour of the cop flashing his lights and shit she finally gets the nerve to get off her ass and come out and move her damned car. She got very lucky, because two minutes later it would have been on the back of the truck, and according to Chris, one of my roommate's friends, there's no going back. Bitch got her ticket though. "Oh I didn't realize it was a driveway," she said. Amanda yelled over, "TRY LOOKING TO THE RIGHT NEXT TIME."

Thursday, September 10, 2009

important things

I use my cell phone as my alarm clock. For some reason I use my cell phone ringtone as the alarm sound. So I set the alarm for 0730 this morning and I heard it go off. So I opened the phone and I was just about to push the snooze button when I hear someone go, "Hello? Helloooooooooo." The phone was ringing!

AT OH SEVEN THIRTY. WHAT IS THIS FUCKERY. And she's all asking me questions and giving me advice on finding a new roommate (the caller was my landlady). I can't process stuff at that early o'clock.

Also I had something very hideous to show you that I got in @ work but I can't find it on the website other than on the main page, which I am currently uploading to photobucket.

This is just...too much. And it's not even real fur, it's faux fur. I ...there are no words to describe how much I want to light it on fire.

Anyway, so can feel better, I'm finished with NCIS completely until the season premiere on 18 September ;)

Right now I'm subsisting on internet stolen from an unlocked wireless connection. Like I told my dad, "if you're not gonna lock it, I'm gonna use it."