Whenever I get a rude member of staff. I always conclude my business and then pause and say "Sorry, what was your name?" they then normally look shocked and give it. I then give a great big smile and say "Thank you very much." And leave.
They then spend the next week wondering when they are going to get the call to see the boss!
Great fun.
I tried that with a bloke at Didcot station but he covered his name badge and said (like that stutterery bloke off Vicar of Dibley) "no, no, no, no I won't tell you my name." Which just made me laugh and I couldn't complain for giggling.
Quote: Dolly Dagger @ March 22 2010, 5:23 PM GMTI tried that with a bloke at Didcot station but he covered his name badge and said (like that stutterery bloke off Vicar of Dibley) "no, no, no, no I won't tell you my name." Which just made me laugh and I couldn't complain for giggling.
I used to do that when I worked for the tech guys, when I couldn't be arsed I'd just make up fake details or just flat out refuse which was very funny.
Customer: "What's your name?"
Me: "George"
Customer: "And what's your surname?"
Me: "I don't have to tell you that"
Customer: "I'm going to report you!"
Me: "Good luck love I'm working with about 8 Georges on this floor alone".
*dial tone*
Ah the fun I'd have...
In defence of shop assistants, they must have to deal with a colassal number of cocks during the day. And it's doubtful being a shop assistant was their dream job while growing up. So they're probably trapped doing something they hate.
Trapped?
There are plenty of opportunities for those who are prepared to get off their arses and do something.
Quote: bigfella @ March 22 2010, 7:40 PM GMTTrapped?
There are plenty of opportunities for those who are prepared to get off their arses and do something.
Oh God, bigfella, you'll be using phrases like "School of Hard Knocks", "Time is money" and "You're fired!" soon if you carry on this way... 
Look, I won't argue. Time is money and all that!
Quote: bigfella @ March 22 2010, 7:40 PM GMTTrapped? There are plenty of opportunities for those who are prepared to get off their arses and do something.
They have got off their arses. To get jobs in the service sector. And if they can get a crumb of satisfaction f**king over awkward or physically unattractive customers, good luck to them! It shows initiative!
Quote: Tuumble @ March 22 2010, 4:13 PM GMTI was in the main Peterborough Post Office this afternoon.
I think this answers your principal question.
Quote: Badge @ March 22 2010, 8:15 PM GMTI think this answers your principal question.
That genuinely mde me LOL. Case closed. 
Quote: chipolata @ March 22 2010, 7:10 PM GMTIn defence of shop assistants, they must have to deal with a colassal number of cocks during the day.
Is this a veiled dig at me Chip?
Not at all! You probably suffered because they'd had a morning of collassal cockage!
Quote: chipolata @ March 22 2010, 7:10 PM GMTthey must have to deal with a colassal number of cocks during the day.
Especially in Anne Summers shops !
Quote: chipolata @ March 22 2010, 7:52 PM GMTThey have got off their arses. To get jobs in the service sector. And if they can get a crumb of satisfaction f**king over awkward or physically unattractive customers, good luck to them! It shows initiative!
I only work on Saturdays, but as much as I make jokes about all the balloons and everything, I actually quite enjoy it. When I get customers who drive me nuts sometimes, it's very easy to let it get to me. I usually challenge myself either to get them smiling or to get them out with what they want as quickly as possible, so that we don't have to deal with them anymore. It doesn't work sometimes, and though I used to get worried because I get asked for my name quite a lot, it's always turned out to be so that they can compliment me. Someone's gotta be a shop assistant, even if there are 'better things' out there, but I agree with Tuumble that sometimes it could be done better. The lunch thing especially was probably down to a foolish manager.
I think we have all missed the point here: namely, the observation that Tuumble was boring was in fact a reference - mistaken, in my humble opinion - to the notion that by declining the offer of travel insurance and credit card, he was illustrating to this young counter assistant that he was passing up the opportunity of travel (which, as the saying goes, is supposed to broaden the mind) and a somewhat racier attitude to consumer purchases than he would otherwise be able to achieve without said credit card.
Perhaps you would like to return to the assistant in question and discover if this was indeed the meaning? That will surely put all our minds at rest.