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Adventures in Retail, Part Two: The Whale
Aug. 30th, 2008 09:21 pm"Whale" is a Las Vegas term for a big spender, basically.
This happened awhile ago, near when I was starting at Michael's. Apparently this woman comes in fairly regularly. She will consistently spend several hours in the store, and seems to want to clear us out of the little knick-knack things we sell like notepads and listpads and things like that. All of these things are usually on clearance--so she gathers all these things together over the course of several hours.
And loads not one.
Not usually two.
But three carts full of the most random shit you can think of.
The time she came in when I was there, she waited until about ten minuts before closing to come up to the register. She's also incredibly particular. She wants everything organized and bagged just right since, apparently, all that stuff is actually gifts for "her kids." The story apparently changes--sometimes the "kids" she's buying for are her "students". Other times it's her many, many nieces and nephews. She claims to be a teacher, but considering how much she spends, I highly doubt it.
So, I'm ringing things up (thank god I didn't screw anything up or have to void much of anything), with another sales person doing the bagging (because really now). There were three or four of us in the store. And there I am, ten minutes before closing, ringing up item after item after item.
We didn't finish the transaction until about 9:30, a half an hour after close, and also the time when we're all technically supposed to be heading home. The total was close to a thousand dollars. We then had to help her out to the car since there were THREE CARTS. And then after that there's of course all of the closing procedures.
Not the best of nights.
If she comes back for Christmas, I'm going to kill myself.
This happened awhile ago, near when I was starting at Michael's. Apparently this woman comes in fairly regularly. She will consistently spend several hours in the store, and seems to want to clear us out of the little knick-knack things we sell like notepads and listpads and things like that. All of these things are usually on clearance--so she gathers all these things together over the course of several hours.
And loads not one.
Not usually two.
But three carts full of the most random shit you can think of.
The time she came in when I was there, she waited until about ten minuts before closing to come up to the register. She's also incredibly particular. She wants everything organized and bagged just right since, apparently, all that stuff is actually gifts for "her kids." The story apparently changes--sometimes the "kids" she's buying for are her "students". Other times it's her many, many nieces and nephews. She claims to be a teacher, but considering how much she spends, I highly doubt it.
So, I'm ringing things up (thank god I didn't screw anything up or have to void much of anything), with another sales person doing the bagging (because really now). There were three or four of us in the store. And there I am, ten minutes before closing, ringing up item after item after item.
We didn't finish the transaction until about 9:30, a half an hour after close, and also the time when we're all technically supposed to be heading home. The total was close to a thousand dollars. We then had to help her out to the car since there were THREE CARTS. And then after that there's of course all of the closing procedures.
Not the best of nights.
If she comes back for Christmas, I'm going to kill myself.
