Compulsive had me in jaw dropping awe as she described a less-than-typical phone conversation with a customer at her place of employment. I was quickly reminded of my own rather awkward phone conversation when I was employed at a large corporation.
Me (completing my request for an order from an outside vendor with whom I had not previously done business): Thank you, I'll be looking for the package to arrive tomorrow.
Older Lady Sales Rep for Vendor in Illinois: Yes, it will be there. Now what did you say your name was again?
Me: My name? My name is Debbie Gamble, but I need the packaged delivered to the attention of the VP of Operations.....
Vendor (interrupting): Gamble you say? With a 'G'?
Me: Yes, that's right.
Vendor: And you say you are in Orem, Utah.
Me: Yes, in Orem.
Vendor: You didn't go to BYU by chance did you?
Me: Yes, as a matter of fact, I did. Are you a Cougar fan?
Vendor (ignoring my question entirely): So you are a Mormon?
Me (worried now that perhaps she does not do business with Mormons): Yes, I am a Mormon.
Vendor: Gamble. Hmmph. Well that is just a terrible name for a nice Mormon girl like you to have.
Me (completing my request for an order from an outside vendor with whom I had not previously done business): Thank you, I'll be looking for the package to arrive tomorrow.
Older Lady Sales Rep for Vendor in Illinois: Yes, it will be there. Now what did you say your name was again?
Me: My name? My name is Debbie Gamble, but I need the packaged delivered to the attention of the VP of Operations.....
Vendor (interrupting): Gamble you say? With a 'G'?
Me: Yes, that's right.
Vendor: And you say you are in Orem, Utah.
Me: Yes, in Orem.
Vendor: You didn't go to BYU by chance did you?
Me: Yes, as a matter of fact, I did. Are you a Cougar fan?
Vendor (ignoring my question entirely): So you are a Mormon?
Me (worried now that perhaps she does not do business with Mormons): Yes, I am a Mormon.
Vendor: Gamble. Hmmph. Well that is just a terrible name for a nice Mormon girl like you to have.
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people are just weird!
ReplyDeleteoohhh snap she certainly zinged you didnt she. You have to wonder why some people say certain things...
ReplyDeleteOh Debbie, Debbie, that is a classic post!
ReplyDeleteSounds like the vendor took a big gamble there ....
Ha! She probably thought she meant well, too. I had a sales assistant wrap a sweater for me mumbling "Is this really for you"
ReplyDelete"Um, yes."
"You're brave."
(I never did like it after that.)
Reminds me of a garage attendant who was TRYING top be nice to me.
ReplyDeleteI was on my way back from playing a softball game, in my dirty, sweaty uniform. I'm 50, mind you. So, he asks:
"How was your game tonight?"
"Oh, not too good. We lost, 13 - 3."
"That's too bad. But I admire someone of your age playing, no matter what the score."
Gee, thanks, buddy!
I'd wager ur not buying from there in the near future?
ReplyDeleteTee hee! I love that she instantly knew you were a nice mormon girl!
ReplyDeleteb.,
ReplyDeleteSome people are - you said it!
Pope,
ReplyDelete"Oh snap," makes me homesick for My Name is Earl. When's the season premier?
David,
ReplyDeleteAs did I when I married him.
Carol,
ReplyDeleteThat reminds me of the time I got a pedicure in Grand Cayman. The lady must of asked me four times if I was sure I wanted my toe nails painted fire engine red.
What's wrong with that anyway?
I spent the rest of the trip - mostly in flip flops and sandals - very self conscious.
Suldog,
ReplyDeleteSomeone of your age. Uh! I'd start crying immediately. I still remember the store at the mall where I was called ma'am for the first time. I was the ripe old age of 22.
Ozlady,
ReplyDeleteCustomer service is everything isn't it?
Compulsive,
ReplyDeleteI know. I'm so sure. There was no way to really know that. And I am quite certain she was not, if you get my drift.