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I used to work in a supermarket where the girl on the deli counter cut off the top of her finger in the meat slicer, but was made to finish her shift before going to hospital. You can now pay £100 to shoot zombies in the store's empty shell, haunted by poor dead nine-finger deli girl. Tell us your tales of the old retail experience, from either side of the counter
( , Thu 10 May 2012, 13:50)
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One day, a typical yuppie type wandered in and started asking about classical music. Seeing as I was the only staff member who knew anything about it, said yuppie was pointed in my direction.
"Ah hello. I was wondering if you could help me."
"Of course."
"I'm looking for a particular classical music piece."
"OK."
"Except, I don't know what it's called, or who it's by."
"Err."
"It had a cello in it I think."
"Well that rules out the piano sonatas at least. Can you hum or sing it?"
"No."
"Well, here's Elgar's Cello Concerto in E Minor, if you don't like it, you can bring it back." [He didn't]
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However, during that same period I also liked to play The Flaming Lips' "Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots" on the in-store stereo. I had loads of people buy it due to hearing one of the nice songs ("Do You Realize" etc), only to return it after hearing some of the more mad-sounding (to their ears) tracks.
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...these sales were the best in terms of getting repeat customers. People would come back specifically for more random recommendations.
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