Happy Mother’s Day to all you moms out there, especially to our own Moms! Nancy and Jane, you have been such great moms to us! <3 <3 <3 Saturday was a very busy day. Lloyd had his computer sale, and tomorrow he can tell you the nitty gritty details of that. I'll just tell you my side. I said I'd help, which really just meant that I took people's money. I met some interesting people. First person: An older gentleman. I had already made myself a name tag out of tape that said, Non-Tech Assistant. “I don’t know.” He came up to me and said, “I have a question about the server racks…” I answered, “I don’t know anything. You’ll have to ask…” He cut me off with a barely-contained-frustrated, “Wait…. just wait…” I realized that he was annoyed with me (a young whippersnapper!) for cutting him off. Hee hee. I smiled and waited. He said, “I’m interested in the server.” I waited, because he hadn’t actually asked a question. He repeated, “I’m interested in the server.” I asked – with a smile – “What did you want to know?” He asked some tech question and I said, “I don’t know. You’ll have to ask Lloyd.”
Second person: She was trying to haggle with Lloyd, which makes me uncomfortable. He had already told her ‘no’, so she sat down at the checkout table to wait until 12:00, when everything would be half-price. It was 11:00. She smilingly told me (not exactly friendly) that she could just wait, and talk to me while she waited. Lloyd came by and asked if she was going to buy her stuff now, and she said no, so he took it and put it back on the table, “So someone else can buy it”. (There was more involved, but it’s too much to explain.) She left in a huff, and told me LOTS of things to say to Lloyd later. Whatever.
Third person: A gentleman I inadvertently made a lewd gesture to, and he made a joke out of it. He asked where the software was, and I circled my “I don’t know” tag, which was on my chest. He didn’t know what I was doing and said, “Not that soft.” HA!! I was so embarrassed!!!
There were more, but I’m tired of writing. There was the guy who we made small talk for way too much time and he kept asking me if I had watched/heard several t.v. shows/movies/songs. There was the man who waxed philisophic about HDMI cables to me while my eyes glazed over. There was the man who kept trying to get ME to bring the price of an iPad down while I repeatedly said, “I have no power. Talk to Lloyd.”
*sigh* I’m glad it’s over.
Oh… When you texted, I didn’t understand that it was Lloyd’s sale you were at.
Why do people do jerky things? When I was manager at the animal hospital, I tried very hard not to reward jerk behavior by giving the person what they wanted. If they were a jerk, I dug my heels in. I did not want to reinforce the bad behavior.
Software. Ha!