Ooo, shiney silver kangaroos!

It's amazing, the things your brain comes up with after working three days in the Garden Center.  For most folks, I suppose that wouldn't be a problem.  But for me, well, I'm allergic to half the blamed department!  But I love working out there, as long as the heat index doesn't get up to 108 or so.  And the last three days have been rather tolerable.

Mostly, the customers were great.  I only had one I wasn't too happy with.  He'd bought a gate that was damaged and had brought it back.  He then went to pick up one that wasn't.  So far, so good.  He instead picked up a panel.  Now, the gate was returned at the returns desk, as it should be.  So, I actually never saw said gate.  He brings the panel through my line and I ring it  and another item up and run his merch card through.  He gets upset because it's not the amount he expected. He swears that's it's the same thing he brought back. The panel's more expensive. I show him on the return reciept where he returned a gate.  He says,"Yes, I returned a gate."  I informed him he had a panel in front of him.  He told me I was crazy, that it was the same thing he'd bought.  My supervisor just shakes her head in that way that means, "Just let it go."  Fine, so we return it at my register and go to re-ring it.  He's blathering into his phone about how we're trying to cheat him and blah, blah, blah.  So, my supervisor rings it up at the price he's demanding and off he goes, telling whomever's on the phone that he's coming home with the new gate.

We just let him go.  He'll figure it out later.  I hope.

Hele au.  Aloha.