Saturday, October 31, 2009

A horror story for Halloween.

This is a story told to me by one of the Customer Service Managers. He is a braver soul than I will ever be.



So a woman and her boyfriend come in, she's appropriately terrifying looking as per most of the customer base of the store. (Meaning she's a FWAF and inbred looking) She has an item she'd like to return, no problem, this is a normal occurrence. This item though, is a box Summer's Eve. If you are not aware of this, Summer's Eve is a brand of douche. This woman is returning douche. She used this douche, and wanted to return it because it didn't taste like vinegar, and the box specifically said it contained vinegar, so it was false advertising and she wanted her money back. She then gestured to her boyfriend, and informed everyone that he couldn't taste the vinegar either. As if she needed backup because maybe someone wouldn't believe she had vinegar tasting capabilities of her own, or perhaps was lying in order to get a refund.


Now I'll let that story settle in for a moment.


THAT LADY WAS TASTING HER DOUCHE. SHE MADE HER BOYFRIEND ALSO TASTE THE DOUCHE. WHAT THE FUCK-HELL IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE?!




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