"Have a wonderful day, Sir."
My last post talked a little bit about one of the different things that you might come in contact with when you work with people. Little did I know what would happen a week later. On the other hand, maybe it was good that I didn't know!
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It seems that when the people in charge leave, the most bizarre things happen. One of Dad's cousins was getting married on Saturday, and they decided to go to the wedding. Sheri was also off, so Brian and I stayed home (we weren't invited anyway) to help Jamison run the shop.
The drama started about 10:30. Customer Abe* came in and wanted to shoot a bunch of bows. However, we only had one bow set-up at the poundage he was comfortable with. So, Jamison started setting up bows for him to try. As I was running register for another customer, Tom* walked in the door. He wandered around for a bit, and I decided to go to the office to finish up some work. Tom wasn't in any hurry and settled himself comfortably on a stool, and attempted to make conversation with Abe.
"So," asked Tom as he leaned forward to rest his elbows on the counter, "are you Amish, or Mennonite?"
Even though I was at the back of the store, Tom's question was plenty loud for me to hear and I groaned inwardly. Tom! I thought. Please, don't take this conversation very far, because I have no idea where this is going.
It didn't take long for me to find out where this conversation was headed as I heard the following dialogue.
"I'm Mennonite!" announced Abe, with pride in his voice.
"Do you own a pistol?" questioned Tom.
Abe looked rather confused and replied, "No. . . . . I don't. What do you need a pistol for?"
"You don't own a pistol?!?!" the words flew from Tom's mouth in disbelief. "Well, I believe in the Constitution, and I believe in the 2nd Amendment; so if anyone comes in here, you're protected!"
A rather puzzled Abe seemed rather glad a few minutes later, when the bows were ready for him to shoot.
Not long after Abe escaped to the range, Tom decided that he would leave. I was still rather startled by the conversation between Abe and Tom, so I just said, "Well Tom, have a wonderful day!.
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Later in the afternoon, we had another interesting customer. . .
The phone rang, and I answered it.
"Hi. Umm, well, my dad and I were trying to find your store. . . We're at a Sunoco Gas station, close to a little town here along 522. . ."
"Well, if you are were I think you might be, we are just down the road." I responded
"OK, that sounds good . . . but um, I'm not really sure where we are. . . Umm, here is a sign for a Sunbury & Selinsgrove Sunoco, I think that's where we might be."
"Sunbury & Selinsgrove Sunoco? I don't think they are very close, but they definitely don't know where they are, and from what he's telling me, I'm not exactly sure where they are." I thought to myself.
After talking with him a few minutes longer, I gave them a few more directions, and expected them to arrive before too long.
Greg* and Byron* did eventually make it to the store, but the story doesn't end there.
"OK," announced Greg as he walked in the door. "Byron has to be at work in Selinsgrove by 4:00, so we need to leave here by 2:30 to get him to work on time" That means I have about 40mins to look around."
"Wait, did I just understand him to say that it takes an hour and 1/2 to get to Selinsgrove? I pondered silently. "From here, we can be in Selinsgrove a whole lot sooner than that, but whatever!"
We had what Greg came in for, but, to his dismay, he had forgotten his money! Oh no! His son's credit card had a very low daily limit; he tried calling the bank to up the limit for a few minutes, but to no avail.
Greg decided that he would come back another day, after he made a very small deposit to hold his intended purchase.
There was a few other things that Greg did while he was here that left me very puzzled, but as he walked out the door, our staff wished him a wonderful rest of his day.
*Names have been changed.
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When I help people that have they're own unique ideas (that leave your brain whirling!), I've found that its usually best to end the conversation with "Have a wonderful day, sir!"
Because you never know just how that could brighten somebody's day. Hey, I got something out of meeting them, and they gave me a few laughs and things to remember throughout the day!
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It seems that when the people in charge leave, the most bizarre things happen. One of Dad's cousins was getting married on Saturday, and they decided to go to the wedding. Sheri was also off, so Brian and I stayed home (we weren't invited anyway) to help Jamison run the shop.
The drama started about 10:30. Customer Abe* came in and wanted to shoot a bunch of bows. However, we only had one bow set-up at the poundage he was comfortable with. So, Jamison started setting up bows for him to try. As I was running register for another customer, Tom* walked in the door. He wandered around for a bit, and I decided to go to the office to finish up some work. Tom wasn't in any hurry and settled himself comfortably on a stool, and attempted to make conversation with Abe.
"So," asked Tom as he leaned forward to rest his elbows on the counter, "are you Amish, or Mennonite?"
Even though I was at the back of the store, Tom's question was plenty loud for me to hear and I groaned inwardly. Tom! I thought. Please, don't take this conversation very far, because I have no idea where this is going.
It didn't take long for me to find out where this conversation was headed as I heard the following dialogue.
"I'm Mennonite!" announced Abe, with pride in his voice.
"Do you own a pistol?" questioned Tom.
Abe looked rather confused and replied, "No. . . . . I don't. What do you need a pistol for?"
"You don't own a pistol?!?!" the words flew from Tom's mouth in disbelief. "Well, I believe in the Constitution, and I believe in the 2nd Amendment; so if anyone comes in here, you're protected!"
A rather puzzled Abe seemed rather glad a few minutes later, when the bows were ready for him to shoot.
Not long after Abe escaped to the range, Tom decided that he would leave. I was still rather startled by the conversation between Abe and Tom, so I just said, "Well Tom, have a wonderful day!.
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Later in the afternoon, we had another interesting customer. . .
The phone rang, and I answered it.
"Hi. Umm, well, my dad and I were trying to find your store. . . We're at a Sunoco Gas station, close to a little town here along 522. . ."
"Well, if you are were I think you might be, we are just down the road." I responded
"OK, that sounds good . . . but um, I'm not really sure where we are. . . Umm, here is a sign for a Sunbury & Selinsgrove Sunoco, I think that's where we might be."
"Sunbury & Selinsgrove Sunoco? I don't think they are very close, but they definitely don't know where they are, and from what he's telling me, I'm not exactly sure where they are." I thought to myself.
After talking with him a few minutes longer, I gave them a few more directions, and expected them to arrive before too long.
Greg* and Byron* did eventually make it to the store, but the story doesn't end there.
"OK," announced Greg as he walked in the door. "Byron has to be at work in Selinsgrove by 4:00, so we need to leave here by 2:30 to get him to work on time" That means I have about 40mins to look around."
"Wait, did I just understand him to say that it takes an hour and 1/2 to get to Selinsgrove? I pondered silently. "From here, we can be in Selinsgrove a whole lot sooner than that, but whatever!"
We had what Greg came in for, but, to his dismay, he had forgotten his money! Oh no! His son's credit card had a very low daily limit; he tried calling the bank to up the limit for a few minutes, but to no avail.
Greg decided that he would come back another day, after he made a very small deposit to hold his intended purchase.
There was a few other things that Greg did while he was here that left me very puzzled, but as he walked out the door, our staff wished him a wonderful rest of his day.
*Names have been changed.
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When I help people that have they're own unique ideas (that leave your brain whirling!), I've found that its usually best to end the conversation with "Have a wonderful day, sir!"
Because you never know just how that could brighten somebody's day. Hey, I got something out of meeting them, and they gave me a few laughs and things to remember throughout the day!
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