This one is dedicated to my friends suffering through it daily in retail.
Read the god damn signs around you. They’re everywhere, and they’re important. Not just stop signs. Signs that say “this item cannot be returned”, “please do not leave movies here”, or signs that have a price on them.
Just a few hours ago, I visited a Pizza Hut, wherein the man in line in front of me kept pointing to items on the display in front of the counter and asking how much they were. “How much are the pizza rolls? How much is the pizza mia?” His finger, each time, touched the price clearly displayed on said sign while the man behind the counter had to figure out what he was pointing at. Turns out that light doesn’t bend around the pointer’s finger and reflect back to the clerk’s eyes so he can magically see what’s being poked on the other side of the counter.
This isn’t uncommon, of course. When I worked at a video store, once a day I’d have someone walk up to the display for used movies and ask how much they cost. Each movie was not only individually labelled with a very large sticker on the front, but the sign above them said “$14.99, 2 for $25!” And yet, they asked. Truly when Clerks asked “How much are these muffins?” Kevin Smith was channeling the frustrations of everyone to work a register.
Every day, people put videos in front of the sign that says “Do not place movies here, place them in drop box”, or more often, they’d look at the sign and just reach around it to drop movies on the other side, a behavior I always found pretty unexplainable. Some ridiculous “rules don’t apply to me” sense of entitlement?
A few weeks ago, my doctor, my DOCTOR, was guilty of this. A woman who performed surgery on my toe couldn’t read a sign in front of her.
You see, the video store I worked at has an outside, drive-through drop box, but it’s in a very bad neighborhood. Someone destroyed the lock and access panel, so we taped the drop-slot up, put a sign that says “Do not use, out of order” in front of it. Rather than read the words on this paper and tape blocking her from using the drop-box, she tore it off. Three days later when informed her movies haven’t been returned (because they couldn’t be removed from the box), she chose to start yelling at the cashier and manager. Apparently, she was “doing a million things at once and didn’t have time to read fucking sign.” I’m concerned that one of these things was driving, certainly, but she had time to rip off the sign and tape. Because she’s special, like everyone else ignoring a sign.
And that’s a doctor. Someone who I’ve personally witness cut open a part of my body and remove things.
How do these people survive? How do they keep jobs or businesses? How do they not get hit in traffic? Are they the ones who just keep rolling when they turn right from a side street to a main street, forcing you to slam the brakes?
Please, people. Start looking at the signs around you. It’ll not only make everyone not hate you, but you just might live longer.
Of course, it’s never the idiot who dies, is it? So please, read the signs around you so the person who deserves to live gets to. And so he doesn’t spend 15 minutes waiting on your dumb ass to ask how much everything you’re touching costs, despite the fact your thumb is on the sticker that tells you.
Oh, and take a sign into the office to make sure your doctor isn’t totally oblivious on the job. You don’t want a nicked artery.
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It makes me sad seeing this. More people should be wearing signs, for not looking at them. (with thanks to Bill Engvall. Here’s your Sign! :p)
Stupid people. :p
there a numerous sings everywhere especially there, right where you are watching now, and it says that you are pushach kobasa…
The thing I found most amazing about this was that people still rent physical movies at a store they have to go to twice–first to get them, then to drop them off? I thought that had gone the way of the buggy whip.
Oh, they’re not entirely obsolete, but they’re trying to make themselves such through overpricing. My store had an unlimited rental plan for $30 a month, and people who were too impatient for Netflix loved it. It certainly had its upsides, but now the price is $45, and nobody is paying it. Hell, we told them not to pay it. The only thing that keeps a few stores alive now is good clerks, who’ll warn you about crap and help you find something new and great better than the Netflix algorithm (which does work nicely, I won’t deny that).
Yes, I work for the same company and I hear the “How are you guys still in business?” line at least once every shift. There are still plenty of people who use video stores. As far as I can tell, they are either hesitant to try new technology or can’t figure out netflix. Some people might also enjoy the human element(though based on my last few shifts, it’s mostly about being able to yell at someone in person rather than over the phone).
I don’t know, they liked to yell at me over the phone too, to be fair. But every day I visit (seeing as my friends all still work there, I slack off behind the counter and troll IRL), I hear “so how much has Redbox hurt you?”
I just wanted to comment here because I’ve read a few of your posts.
I am in -Love- with you! I thought I was the only person on Earth that ever felt this way about the stupidity of humanity! ^_^
I wonder if there are groups out there that could periodically remind the retarded of their ways? Or perhaps create petitions to have severe cases euthanized?
Otherwise it looks like *Idiocracy* is actually going to happen…
“Welcome to Costco. I love you.”
Lol.
Teehee! A number of years ago I worked in middle management with 7-Eleven. Whenever we’d open a new store, we’d paper over the windows and put a big sigh on the front door that said, “SORRY, WE’RE CLOSED while we’re building your new 7-Eleven store!”. Without fail, every day at least a handful of people would come in. We had to have the door unlocked as contractors were always coming in and out. These same clueless people would usually make it all the way to the coolers or slurped machine (through a store filled only with empty shelves) and then look around lamely when they couldn’t find a cup, or candy bar, or whatever it was they wanted. I’d let them too, there was nothing to steal, and I was constantly amused to see how far they’d make it before realizing what was going on. Occasionally I’d even have someone argue with me that I had wasted their time by not making it more obvious that the store was not yet open. *sigh*
Oh, that one might well need to be posted on http://www.notalwaysright.com.
Hell, yes. Feels you on this one. I work in a grocery store, and I’d be surprised if some of the people who come in notice their own steering wheels, much less anything else.
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