OK, so I went shopping through the week, for items, not food or anything. I often wonder why, when I try so damn hard to put forward this air of “Please don’t talk to me, just give me my stuff”, shop assistants alway try to talk to me instead of just giving me my stuff.
Here’s some examples. In the following transcriptions, SA is the shop assistant, ME is, well, me.
Item 1: Weekend fish food blocks for my fish for the weekend. I bought these from the supermarket, cos that’s where I know they sell them.
SA: Oh, are these actually food?
ME: Uh, yeah.
SA: I thought they just fizzed and cleaned the water.
ME: Well, these do both.
SA: I’d hate to be a fish.
ME: …
Just give me my stuff.
Item 2: LEGO Indiana Jones
SA: Have you seen the new movie?
ME: Yes.
SA: Is it good?
ME: No.
SA: Really?
ME: Yes.
SA: Why?
ME: He’s too old.
Just give me my stuff.
Item 3: Bracelet for my wife’s birthday
SA: Is this a gift?
ME: … yes.
Just give me my stuff.
An honourable mention goes to every SA in Harvey Norman on the weekend, one of whom actually interrupted a conversation I was having with my wife where I was explaining how a router works to ask me if I needed help. “No, I don’t need your help.”
Special honourable mention goes to my wife who, while looking at drawing tablets, was asked if help was needed, wondered if it worked with Linux. The 16YO SA then looked at the back of the box of EVERY model to find that word.
I’m sure there are intelligent, helpful SAs out there. I just haven’t met one yet.
0 Responses to “Shopping, and those who assist you”
Leave a Reply