attn ronnie if you wanna use "Fryvolution" or "Burgereoisie" I won't begrudge you it because that's some grade-A historical materialist burger humor and it belongs to the world
I've found on average my worst customers at Home Depot will be middle-aged white women with this insane sense of entitlement.
It's not as bad when I work in electrical, people tend not to second guess you when it comes to that. I know I helped a bunch of people today, but damned if I can remember almost any of them. It's awful how much the horrible customers will stick with you, while the nice people become just background.
I carefully put together the next order and walk up to the counter and call the number. A man standing just a little ways away from me walks straight up to me, looks down at the order and says
"That's not what I ordered. I wanted {something completely different]."
"Oh I'm sorry there must have been a mistake. Take the rest and I'll get your {whatever] right now"
"I didn't have any of that!"
...
...
"Sir what was your number?"
The man hands me his receipt and low and behold this is not at all his order.
My best customer-service experiences were when I was a cook in an open kitchen, so my station was like 3 feet away from about 14 seats and I'd interact with customers all the time.
When you're in your chef whites and whipping through orders and doing fancy dessert things people tend to get... maybe not intimidated, but far less likely to just start spouting off like they actually know something. So I could straight-up tell people that no, no you can't have a low-cal creme brulee, because that is not a thing that exists. Whereas if I was working as a server and explained it to them with exactly the same words they'd never believe I could possibly know what I was talking about cuz he's just some server and damnit lemme talk to your manager who I'm so totally friends with I want my fat-free Hollandaise and I want it now!
A trap is for fish: when you've got the fish, you can forget the trap. A snare is for rabbits: when you've got the rabbit, you can forget the snare. Words are for meaning: when you've got the meaning, you can forget the words.
I've found on average my worst customers at Home Depot will be middle-aged white women with this insane sense of entitlement.
It's not as bad when I work in electrical, people tend not to second guess you when it comes to that. I know I helped a bunch of people today, but damned if I can remember almost any of them. It's awful how much the horrible customers will stick with you, while the nice people become just background.
I worked in lumber and building materials, and let me tell you buddy, contractors are absolute scum nine times out of ten.
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ShadowenSnores in the morningLoserdomRegistered Userregular
The fourth to last panel...whatever else might be said about it, I love Order of the Stick's asides and commentaries about the nature of power. It's not "A sellsword stands in a room surrounded by three great men" riddle, but it's good.
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I never understood that riddle.
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Today I was paged to the counter and in the 10 seconds it took me to get there the customer ignored me and instead pulled out his phone to make a five-minute phone call. While constantly leering at the female staff member next to me who had her back turned.
Someone smart is gonna tell me I'm wrong I suspect, but I always understood it as being about most forms of power being kind of imaginary, and dependant on people agreeing that you have power, the sellsword can just as easily kill any (or all) of the men regardless of their wealth or titles.
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Someone smart is gonna tell me I'm wrong I suspect, but I always understood it as being about most forms of power being kind of imaginary, and dependant on people agreeing that you have power, the sellsword can just as easily kill any (or all) of the men regardless of their wealth or titles.
That's how I interpreted it as well.
“I was quick when I came in here, I’m twice as quick now”
-Indiana Solo, runner of blades
Someone smart is gonna tell me I'm wrong I suspect, but I always understood it as being about most forms of power being kind of imaginary, and dependant on people agreeing that you have power, the sellsword can just as easily kill any (or all) of the men regardless of their wealth or titles.
A trap is for fish: when you've got the fish, you can forget the trap. A snare is for rabbits: when you've got the rabbit, you can forget the snare. Words are for meaning: when you've got the meaning, you can forget the words.
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Turns out the manager didn't know how to do that but I did because I used to work in the bakery.
-Indiana Solo, runner of blades
it is the common heritage of mankind
It's not as bad when I work in electrical, people tend not to second guess you when it comes to that. I know I helped a bunch of people today, but damned if I can remember almost any of them. It's awful how much the horrible customers will stick with you, while the nice people become just background.
"That's not what I ordered. I wanted {something completely different]."
"Oh I'm sorry there must have been a mistake. Take the rest and I'll get your {whatever] right now"
"I didn't have any of that!"
...
...
"Sir what was your number?"
The man hands me his receipt and low and behold this is not at all his order.
When you're in your chef whites and whipping through orders and doing fancy dessert things people tend to get... maybe not intimidated, but far less likely to just start spouting off like they actually know something. So I could straight-up tell people that no, no you can't have a low-cal creme brulee, because that is not a thing that exists. Whereas if I was working as a server and explained it to them with exactly the same words they'd never believe I could possibly know what I was talking about cuz he's just some server and damnit lemme talk to your manager who I'm so totally friends with I want my fat-free Hollandaise and I want it now!
It's just as bad anywhere. I swear people lose the ability to read the second they walk in the doors.
I worked in lumber and building materials, and let me tell you buddy, contractors are absolute scum nine times out of ten.
Get to the point.
Smooth man,
maybe he was hoping to dig up her pot stash while snooping through her stuff or something
-Indiana Solo, runner of blades
Someone smart is gonna tell me I'm wrong I suspect, but I always understood it as being about most forms of power being kind of imaginary, and dependant on people agreeing that you have power, the sellsword can just as easily kill any (or all) of the men regardless of their wealth or titles.
That's how I interpreted it as well.
-Indiana Solo, runner of blades
such a good scene
Three Panel Soul is a webcomic about the 9-5 lives of mages.
ed: also the answer to the riddle is, the sellsword takes all of their money and kills them all (not necessarily in that order)
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Actually I'd argue that in this example the Sellsword obeyed the priest.
that's what a sellsword is, they are mercenaries
he wouldn't kill the rich dude because he needs to keep his reputation intact to get more clients
BAM, riddle solved
Or he kills the rich dude and takes all his money.
Then he's the rich dude!
nah most of the rich dude's money is in the bank, ungettable
That's why you cut off his face and make a mask after you kill him, to get at it.
Duh.