pardon me if i step on a few toes…
but **clears throat** people of spartanburg, asheville, greenville, gaffney, and surrounding areas…
IF YOU CANNOT AFFORD TO SHOP AT YANKEE HELL, DO NOT BRING YOUR A*S INTO THE STORE!!
If i’ve told you the price of the candles at the front door, understand this… THE PRICE DOES NOT CHANGE JUST BECAUSE YOU CHANGE THE SCENT!! only the size of the jar or candle determines the price change.
If you know me and come in thinking you are going to automatically use my discount… get ya shady ass away from me. in the words of my twin.. ya b*tcha*sness has got to stop!!! Folks always looking for a damn handout. I’m not the one fool
Now onto my footlocker policy …
just cause you know me… I WILL NOT HOOK YOU UP!!!
the price of the shoes are on a nice little tag on the inside of the shoe.
if you say can i get these in a 9, 10, 8.5 what ever… can you at least have the shoe in your hand or be pointing at it. cause if you stand in front of me while i’m helping other people, i can’t read your plucking mind, i don’t know what the f*k you just picked up, cause i’m most likely trying to help someone who is actually going to buy the shoe i just brought out to them.
if i don’t have your size, don’t … I REPEAT DO NOT try to squeeze your size 13 into a size 10.5. it won’t fit now, it won’t fit later, and i will write on the box that you were advised of your dumba*s mistake and there will be NO REFUNDS on your shoe. why… cause you are a str8 up dumba*s. you knew it wouldn’t fit the first time, you knew it wouldn’t fit in your mind when you thought about it, so why the hell am i gonna take back the shoes you knew you couldn’t fit.
if i offer to order you the shoe, no i can’t make it magically appear out of thin air and on your doorstep by the time you get home. i’m not a genie and i don’t live in a bottle. if i was do you think i’d be working at footlocker and yankee hell?? nope, i’d grant myself never ending money and live life like a friggin king.
one final thought… THE CUSTOMER IS NOT ALWAYS RIGHT!! Even i’m wrong when i’m a customer.
now on another note… the mall, while i realize is a place for socializing, but if it is closing time, and you see me with my hands on my hips and you are the only dummy in the store and you tell me you are “just looking” i’m going to put my size 8.5’s up your a*s and tell you to get out. the mall has been open all friggin day, where the hell have you been that you couldn’t go shopping until the very last minute?? and if you are shopping at the last minute, you had better know what the hell you came in for. cause personally i’ve probably been working 7+ hours and i’m ready to go home and don’t feel like looking for 50-11 pairs of shoes. More than likely i’ll tell you I DON’T HAVE IT just to get you out of my store and out of my face. (ie.. this also goes for Yankee as well i’ll pretend to go in the back looking for it, stand there for a minute or two and then come out and tell you no i don’t have it.
So when you act like an a*s on a shopping trip to the mall, remember you may get a disgruntled worker like myself who is waiting for the right moment to snap your damn neck.
and yeah…friends aren’t your friends when they are shopping and trying to mooch…get real, unless i offer…get lost (or pay me then i’ll think about it, if the price is right)
**vent over** now i feel better … just waiting on boo to get home
