DON’T LEAVE ME HANGIN ON LIKE A YO-YO
Me: Hi! May I help you?
Customer: What’s your tattoo?
Me: Oh, it’s album art from my favorite album.
Customer: …which is?
Me: Oh, um… it’s ‘Underneath’ by Hanson.
Customer: (laughter) Hanson? Hey, that’s cool, I won’t laugh.
Me: Heh… okay. What’s your date of birth?
Customer: It’s (blahblahblah).
Me: And a phone number?
Customre: Why’s that?
Me: heh..
Customer: It’s (blahblahblah). So… are you wearing contacts?
Me: Um, no.
Customer: Oh, wow. You usually only see that on people with blond hair.
Me: Uh, yeah. Well, I’m brunette…
Customer: Yeah. Anyway. You’re really pretty.
Me: Heh, thanks.
Customer: Yeah, that’s cool. A girl with confidence, awesome. You don’t see that very often. Girls don’t take compliments.
Me: Heh…Yeah. I’m pretty cool.
Customer: (mumbles something.. can’t really tell what he’s saying) somethingsomethingsomething getting hit on.
Me: heh.
Customer: No, really.
(Mind you, I have no idea what he actually said. I heard the words “Then get hit on”. He said something along those lines, like, twice)
Customer: How much is that going to be?
Me: I’ll have to submit the claim, if you want to hang back a few minutes I can let you know.
Customer: Yeah, sure, just come let me know.
(customer walks off)
Me: Were you on the phone the WHOLE time?!
Tk: Yeah, but I heard. Wooow.
(I walk to out window to let dude know how much his RX is)
Me: Mr. Suchandsuch, That’s going to be 20 dollars today.
Customer: Great. I’ll wait.
(I walk back to in-window)
(Customer follows)
Customer: Can you take a credit card over the phone?
Me: Nope. We need the actual card.
Customer: Oh, okay.
(Walks off)
(Comes back)
Customer: I’ll wait.
Me: Okay, it’ll take like, 15-20 minutes.
Customer: OK. I’ll be down there.
Me: Um.. alright.
(walks off)
Me: (stares at Tk)
Tk: (Stares at me)
Me: He couldn’t tell anyone else. Couldn’t ask anyone about the credit card either. Bet you didn’t know I’m the smartest one here!
Tk: Well, you hide it so well.
(Pharm. calls his name to pick-up window)
(Joni hands him his scrip)
(Dude leans over the counter and waves at me)
I want to make a note that I was at in-window the whole time. The waiting area is at the far end of the pharmacy. Dude walked back and forth several times.
The end.
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I discovered your homepage by coincidence.
Very interesting posts and well written.
I will put your site on my blogroll.
:-)
true story! dude came on way, WAY too strong! (too bad, too, because he was pretty cute)