October 11th, 2006


Ingles, por favor?

I know it has been said before but goddamnit this STILL irritates the piss out of me.

Dear local store I go to to purchase the latest in NFLesque head gear,

Please, for the love of all things sacred, do NOT hire someone who does not have enough of a grasp on the english language to allow for a proper transaction to take place.

I come in looking for a specific style of hat. I understand there are many different styles displayed on your shelves and if I really took the time to look through the entire warehouse, I'm sure I would eventually locate it on my own. However, as I am in between classes and in a small bit of a hurry, I assumed (oops) that I could ask the lovely associate behind the counter to locate the particular one I wanted for me.

Alas, I was wrong, as the poor darling could not understand a word I was saying. She could take money and process the transaction just fine, but apparently asking a question that went past the standard checkout etiquette was well beyond her scope.

What should have been a 3 minute process rapidly became 20 and I was forced to leave without paying you money for your products and vowing to continue my search elsewhere when I'm not up to my ass in philosophy notes.

So again: Please. PLEASE. Do not hire someone who can not speak english. Or at the very least, do not leave a non-english speaking server on the floor by herself for any period of time. As you can plainly see, it does cost you business.

Kisses and lollipops!
Gromit on the roof

Bad Service? On a Bus? Never!

I don't expect much in the way of service from the local bus companies, given that all they have to compete against is Centro Trains, who are a miracle of bad service in their own right. Recent events, however, have driven even a miserable old bat mild-mannered young lady like myself to complain.

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