Slim Shady brought in his stereo system, and when he set it onto the counter, roaches ran out of it. Real, live, fat, well-fed roaches! I tried hard not to scream (THEYRANRIGHTATME!!) and told him, take it out of here, roaches just ran out! His friend just stood there staring at me. I had to tell him a few more times, and actually push the stuff like I was going to shove it onto the floor if he didn't grab it! FINALLY it clicked in his brain and he took the pieces outside. He came back in and denied there were roaches but a customer standing right next to him confirmed he'd seen them. I did catch one of the roaches and smashed it, and showed it to Slim; "that didn't come outta MY stereo!" he denied. (Really? how do you KNOW that's not your roach?)
He spent some time banging the pieces around outside like he was trying to knock the bugs out, and I turned him down on a loan. He kept insisting over and over he had no idea how the roaches got in there (THEY CLIMBED!!) and 'now there ain't no roaches'! Another employee finally had to tell him that once they are in there, there is no telling whether there are more or not since they lay eggs. He just couldn't get it into his head that we weren't going to take it.
My skin is still crawling just typing this. Those had to be the plumpest, shiniest, healthiest roaches I've ever seen in my life! You watch, he'll try to bring it back in within a few days. I hope he does it on my day off!
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
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