I'll tap that.
More stupidity than ignorance. First post in years so please be nice!

During my teens i worked in a large, orange apron wearing DIY store. I generally spent the majority of my time mulling around the fire section or showing people where compression fittings were. I also sometimes dabbled with the tools.

One Saturday I got a call to go to the returns desk because if items were above a certain value they had to be checked by someone on the department, anyway off i trundled. There was a lovely polite woman returning two tap hammers, which i thought was a bit strange. Anyway i said they were fine, she asked for store credit and asked me to wait to give her a bit of advice on the tools. As we were walking back I asked her why she brought back two seemingly unused hammers, she told me her husband had sent her in to pick a 20oz hammer but she couldn't find one so she him bought two 10oz hammers instead.
(BigRich, Mon 22 Mar 2010, 14:43, 2 replies)

At least she asked!
When the former Mr Quar couldn't find wood varnish there, he actually walked out, drove all the way home and told me they didn't sell it, rather than consult the staff.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Mon 22 Mar 2010, 14:51, closed)

I don't blame him after my experience of B&Q staff.
2 middle aged assistants laughed at me for requesting a snow shovel. A week before it snowed.
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Mon 22 Mar 2010, 15:02, closed)

Yup, when crackle glaze was all the rage I once asked where it was
and the (middle-aged) assistant said 'What's that? Never heard of that, we don't sell that!'
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Mon 22 Mar 2010, 15:08, closed)

You should have tried to sell her some tartan paint
Sky hooks, and a long weight while she was there.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 22 Mar 2010, 17:03, closed)