Posts Tagged ‘rude’

    We have people here today, they are giving us new windows. This is great and all, but also very annoying. I hate house repairs and this is why:
     1. My dog- The most annoying thing is my dog wants to join in. He has to know what’s going on, all the time. This is especially annoying when new people are around. Also, they are removing windows and going outside constantly, so he has to be tied up. He hasn’t stopped crying since they started…

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     2. Somehow I always get hurt- I cut myself on one of the windows, but this isn’t new. I always find a way to hurt myself. This could be from a stubbed toe to a slit wrist. But it always happens!

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     3. The clutter/mess- Construction is messy, and some don’t know how to clean up. I had a set of construction workers leave my house looking like Christmas after a door installation! Luckily these guys are smart, but this house is still cluttered!

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      4. The noise- I hate the loud bangs and constant pounding. You can’t concentrate on anything, you can’t talk on the phone and you can’t sleep. Your life is put on hold for a few long hours.

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      5. The people! Today, I had three men come into my house, didn’t say hi and went straight to work. I love that they aren’t wasting any time, but damn! Atleast say hi! I mean, you are a stranger in my house and you can’t even have enough respect to say anything? Instead, you look at me like I’m crazy, like I’m the one inside your house uninvited.

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      I am glad this is almost over, so I can finally go back to my normal life. I hate clutter, so today isn’t the day for me. I thought I would share for you guys. Please tell me, how do you deal with repairmen? Comment below?

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One dumb move, one stupid comment and one big fail….
Tomorrow is going to be a stressful day, one that I wish was a month away. Sadly, we can’t ask for a rewind but, which mean this day is starting in less than 12 hours. This is the day that we have been working towards, for the last few months, and I can say we are ready, but I am still freaking the heck out. I am going to keep this very short, so I can get to bed, but I wanted to ask you for something.
Would you mind sending your prayers our way? I have no doubt that we will pass, but this isnt like any test, this is the biggest test for this store, ever! Corporate will be in our store for about six-hours to test how well we run the store. They aren’t going to go easy, either. They are looking to see perfection, something that is very hard to give. Usually, we only have to worry about surfaces, but they will be removing canvases and searching for things to take points for! Think of a health inspection, this is 100% more serious…. I have to say that I am nervous.
It is nerve racking to have someone grade you, its even more scary to have all your big bosses sitting over your shoulder, the whole day. This is why I need you guys to join together and say a little prayer. I don’t want to screw up and cost my store, and I know I wont with you guys by my side! Please come together and pray for me!
Love you guys!

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   I am sitting here, at McDonald’s, waiting to get my food. My wife is sick, but she wanted something salty, so I wanted to get something quick. What is a better place, than McDonald’s, to get quick and salty food, preferably fries. I drove up to the speaker and waited. Soon this girl comes across the intercom.
   She started out the order with “what would you want?,” being a manager, I sensed that this girl was trained horribly, and that I wasn’t going to be satisfied. Since I didn’t want to drive through town to find another McDonald’s, I dealt with the rude intro, hoping it would get better, it didn’t.
   I politely said “I would like a number 7 with a Sprite.” There was a silence, then she came across the intercom again, “what drink?!?” She sounded annoyed, but I repeated. She asks, in a snobby voice, what sauce I wanted. I rolled my eyes, becoming  intolerant of her ignorance, and repeated my sauce choice. Seconds pass until she shouted my total. She didn’t tell me what window, since it was late, which led me to the wrong window. After waiting for a few minutes, I drove to the second window.
    It seemed that no one was working, from the look through the window, I waited. She finally came to the window, turned around and took another order, after finishing out an order, she opened the window and told me my total again. No “how are you?,” or “good evening.” She told me my total, and grabbed my ten. She cashed me out, and gave me crumpled up ones, with the change in the receipt.
   She walked from my view, but came back seconds later. She told me that I needed to pull forward, which I understand, I love fresh fries, anyways. But when I got my food, 4 minutes later, I grabbed a salty fry, only to notice that it wasn’t fresh. The fries were probably 2-4 minutes old. The worse part, though, was the fact that she didn’t say anything, she shoved the bag into my hand, and walked back inside.

I don’t understand why it’s so hard to be nice? If you can’t be decent to customers, then don’t get into that line of work. I am the reason you have a job, so treat me with some respect! I hate rude people. Your job isn’t that hard, especially since I was the only person in line!!!!!

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