pitgrrl
December 21st, 2007, 11:09 AM
I don't understand what is wrong with people. Seriously.
I'm trying to get everything ready to go to my mother's for christmas, including getting enough food for the dogs together to last me while we're away and for a few days when we get back. Easy enough, right?
Well, apparently not. Two weeks ago I called my brother and asked him if he'd mind getting some NV raw to stick in my mother's freezer for when we get there. 'No problem' he said, so I get a store not too far from him to put what I needed on hold for me.
A week goes by, I don't want to push the issue and assume he'll do it, but no, he doesn't. So I ask again, and again he says 'yup, I'll do it tomorrow', but now, a week later, he still hasn't done it and my mother, who already has 8 million things to do with five kids plus all their girlfriends/boyfriends/wives/etc. coming, ends up saying she'll take care of it because who knows when or if my brother will ever get around to it.
So fine, that food is taken care of, but I still need to get some for the weekend and for when we get home. Yesterday I called one of the places I usually buy it from and specifically ask, no less than 5 times if they have the organic chicken. I'm assured over and over that yes, they have the organic chicken. I also tell them that I need to pick it up this morning as soon as they open at 10am.
10 am this morning, Steve, the dogs and I are standing in front of a locked door trying to figure out what to do. Finally, we convince the groomer from the daycare/groomer place that's attached to open the store for us only to discover, you guessed it folks, no organic chicken patties. The owner finally arrives and admits that they never had any organic chicken, so basically, they just straight up lied to me on the phone.
So now, instead of finishing up the work I need to do before I leave town, I'm calling every damn feed store in the city, trying to track down this food, not really believing anyone when they tell they have it and trying to figure out when the h*ll I'm going to pick it up. On top of that, I'm calling places in another city to try and reserve food for my poor, over extended mother to get for me.
All this leads me to the question what happened to responsibility and doing what one says they're going to do? Really, why lie to someone or misinform them? I've held a whole lot of jobs that involved costumer service and even when I wanted to stab people, I still helped them since it was, in fact, my job to do so. The BF works at a pet store currently and he goes way out of his way to help even the most obnoxious people, so what's wrong with everyone else? Arrgh!
I totally sound like a grumpy old lady, don't I? :laughing:
I'm trying to get everything ready to go to my mother's for christmas, including getting enough food for the dogs together to last me while we're away and for a few days when we get back. Easy enough, right?
Well, apparently not. Two weeks ago I called my brother and asked him if he'd mind getting some NV raw to stick in my mother's freezer for when we get there. 'No problem' he said, so I get a store not too far from him to put what I needed on hold for me.
A week goes by, I don't want to push the issue and assume he'll do it, but no, he doesn't. So I ask again, and again he says 'yup, I'll do it tomorrow', but now, a week later, he still hasn't done it and my mother, who already has 8 million things to do with five kids plus all their girlfriends/boyfriends/wives/etc. coming, ends up saying she'll take care of it because who knows when or if my brother will ever get around to it.
So fine, that food is taken care of, but I still need to get some for the weekend and for when we get home. Yesterday I called one of the places I usually buy it from and specifically ask, no less than 5 times if they have the organic chicken. I'm assured over and over that yes, they have the organic chicken. I also tell them that I need to pick it up this morning as soon as they open at 10am.
10 am this morning, Steve, the dogs and I are standing in front of a locked door trying to figure out what to do. Finally, we convince the groomer from the daycare/groomer place that's attached to open the store for us only to discover, you guessed it folks, no organic chicken patties. The owner finally arrives and admits that they never had any organic chicken, so basically, they just straight up lied to me on the phone.
So now, instead of finishing up the work I need to do before I leave town, I'm calling every damn feed store in the city, trying to track down this food, not really believing anyone when they tell they have it and trying to figure out when the h*ll I'm going to pick it up. On top of that, I'm calling places in another city to try and reserve food for my poor, over extended mother to get for me.
All this leads me to the question what happened to responsibility and doing what one says they're going to do? Really, why lie to someone or misinform them? I've held a whole lot of jobs that involved costumer service and even when I wanted to stab people, I still helped them since it was, in fact, my job to do so. The BF works at a pet store currently and he goes way out of his way to help even the most obnoxious people, so what's wrong with everyone else? Arrgh!
I totally sound like a grumpy old lady, don't I? :laughing:
