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A little story about WHY YOU NEVER CALL!
March 4, 2008 at
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He let the cold breeze sweep away most of the acrid stink from the caustic smoke he'd just finished. And he calculated with disgust how many of the cars in the parking lot would be hauling around the typical prick, jerk, and trumped up soccer mom bitch that made his otherwise pleasant job a pain in his ass.
"Customers.... assholes." he hissed just before shoving a mint flavored piece of gum in his mouth.
Brandon had spent too many months at his blue-shirted job now to even bother trying to fake a smile when asking the umpteenth blank-faced retard "Help you find something?" He'd always taken perverse joy in making people spend way more of their money on things they didn't really ever need, and probably were never going to use; especially if he could get them to pay more for a shittier brand. "The 42 inch Samsung is nice, but check out this 50 inch Element! Oh, totally, the picture will look much better at home since the signal here isn't distributed correctly for all these TVs."
Some wiseass always came in trying to get a price matched to some ridiculous deal on line, or at some store half way across the country. He'd given up trying to argue with these people, let the manager waffle these people. They'd always cry about the price match policy. Policies... guarantees... who gives a rat's ass. He wished for the day he could look at one of these self-preening pompous pricks and just say "Honestly, corporate doesn't give a shit about that 'guarantee', their policies, or even you! So neither do we. PISS OFF!" But he knew not to step on managements' toes; only they got to tell the masses to shove it.
At lunch he'd thrown on his hoodie and wandered across the expansive plaza parking lot to check in on his red-shirted counterparts. God damn! Some of the betties working there! Why! WHY GOD MUST HIS STORE ONLY HAVE UGLY CHICKS!!?? Brandon refused to spy on his rival store again, if for nothing else it depressed him to know they had hotter coworkers. Instead he day dreamed of the epic, video-game-like battle between red and blue that could ensue, like some scene from Brave Heart; *ring*a PCI card could be sharped into some sort of blade, and pens, *ring* pencils, and touchscreen styluses could be fired from a compressed-air-duster-powered cannon. Mice could *ring*make good maces and nun chucks if they weren't so cheaply constructed... maybe some of the heavier gaming mice... hell, just tear apart one of the shelves and *ring*beat people down with the supports like baby harbor seals.
*ring*
The ringing snapped him out of his imaginary escapade "What the f*ck?! Is anyone going to answer the damn phone?!" he snapped up the receiver, took a deep breath and spoke in a level tone.
"Customer service, this is Brandon, what the hell can I help you with?"
"Uh, hi, ya I was curious if you had any of the western digital mybooks in stock?
Clicking through the computer he noticed that yes, they did have a lot of them. Of course they had them, the moron did in fact call a computer store. Dumbass. "We do sir, can you be more specific as to which model you're looking for, we have several."
"Oh, of course. It's the seven hundred fifty gig. The ess kay you number is 8478701."
Brandon figured playing on the computer was better then dealing with someone on the floor. Maybe he'd put the guy on hold and play some soli...taire... "What the hell?" he mumbled in awe.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you."
"Oh, nothing sir. No sir, I'm sorry, it doesn't look like we have any in stock." he said starting to aimlessly hang up the phone.
"What about in other stores!?!?"
"No sir, they're sold out nationally. Good day sir...."
"But but but!" he hung up the phone as the man on the other end's protests faded from his mind.
In front of him, on the slightly flickering screen sat a set of numbers that didn't make any sense. The SKU number was legit, and showed, that, in fact there were several in stock at his store, as well as others locally, and that was all very normal. What was not normal was the last couple numbers...
Store...........SKU........STOCK......PRICE
E Venture.......8478701....12.........$299.99
West Fill.......8478701....8..........$289.99
Mormoth.........8478701....13.........$79.99
Suszan..........8478701....5..........$79.99
Brandon let a slow smile crawl across his face. Not one of grim humor or malice. But for the first time in weeks, one of absolute unadulterated joy. He had some phone calls to make. He and his friends were going to make a little extra cash flipping these little gems. His day was going to be very, very good...
~Hardwyre
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i went to the department manager and relayed the story, she went to check and brought back 1, i smileed at the guy and told the manager he just to fark me and my grandfather outta the product
and when we meet for my grandfathers 75th birthday this weekend, all 50 of us, the story will be repeated and then this store and others under this name will be ignored
this store maybe gets 5% profit from electronics, so as i was checking out, i saw this woman, who resembled nurse ratchet give a stern talkingt o the kid, boy was his face red...and the guy looked like mclovin
This whole do not call thing is paranoia. One person may type that they called a store theres another 500 who called and didnt type in the room that they called since they are lurkers and dont even have posting rights on SD since they are too lazy to sign up.
This whole do not call thing is paranoia. One person may type that they called a store theres another 500 who called and didnt type in the room that they called since they are lurkers and dont even have posting rights on SD since they are too lazy to sign up.
I went back into the store to find a lot of the drives missing from the shelf and saw the wing nut tucking them behind the service counter. I got out my cell, and called the store I was standing in. Got to the service desk and had this dude tell me there wasn't anymore in stock when I was staring at 5 on them on the shelf.
More often then not, these wage slaves, if they're paying attention, will rape a clearance. Not everyone in the store gets access to the clearance listing, or they commonly forget to check them. Barlow and Marrix worked at CC and BB respectively and both saw this shit all the time.
I went back into the store to find a lot of the drives missing from the shelf and saw the wing nut tucking them behind the service counter. I got out my cell, and called the store I was standing in. Got to the service desk and had this dude tell me there wasn't anymore in stock when I was staring at 5 on them on the shelf.
More often then not, these wage slaves, if they're paying attention, will rape a clearance. Not everyone in the store gets access to the clearance listing, or they commonly forget to check them. Barlow and Marrix worked at CC and BB respectively and both saw this shit all the time.
and of course you wouldnt do the same thing right if you worked there right ? and one phone call from one poster on SD asking if item X is in stock wipes out the clearance at every single Bestbuy around the country right. Clearance means they are trying to get rid of items and some stores may not have had the item in months.
a) theres more than one deal site on the internet
b) Just because 1 or 2 people posted that they called asking if the item was in stock not to say 500 others didnt do the exact same thing and didnt post
c) Item may never have been in stock
d) Ive seen items at Bestbuy at full retail price when someone posted on SD that it was clearanced
e) Some employees are too lazy to check if item is in stock and will say Yes it is or No it isnt when they dont know.
f) inventory isnt always kept updated - Maybe they have 2 units on the screen but 2 hours before they were sold to customers.
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War Eagle!