Customer service

So I gave away my Gmail account today, making me a good and noble person for not selling it on Ebay. Hopefully this fills up my good and noble account balance, as I’m sure it’s been severely depleted for some time. Probably due to all the ranting I do about people. For example …

I went to look at suits today after work (yes, I sometimes must wear the corporate straightjacket – pity me) and there was an offer for $100 off certain styles. Surprisingly, I found a black suit (not pink, not brown, not jolly-hockey-sticks-English-houndstooth) which didn’t have shoulder pads the size of a small African nation, and which didn’t hang off me like the workhouse smock of a neglected orphan child. Things were looking promising! However, the only pair of trousers in my size had a faulty buttonhole. No matter. I wandered up to the counter to pay, and asked the salesgirl if she had any other trousers or if I could get any from another store. Of course! Only too happy to help! Let me call another store right now! One held pair of trousers later, and I’m forking over the VISA. She rings up the jacket and … charges me full price.

Jac: “Um, excuse me, aren’t these suits $100 off?”

Extremely pretty but vacant salesgirl: “Oh, yes, but only if you buy the jacket and trousers together.”

Jac: “Isn’t that what I’m doing?”

EPBVSG: “Oh! Didn’t you want to buy the trousers from our other store?”

Jac:“Well, NOT IF I LOSE ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS, I don’t.”

EPBVSG: “Oh! Um! Well … how about you buy the suit here, and return the trousers at the other store?”

Jac:“Yes. I thought that was the original plan.”

EPBVSG: “No! Hee! I didn’t think of that before!”

Jac:“No one in this store would blame me for smiting you where you stand.”

OK, so I may not have said the last bit aloud. This just PROVES I am good and noble, really.