Monday, December 19, 2005

Being Helpful.

Today at work Mel helped a lady find some polish remover. The lady was all the way in isle 14 and the remover was in isle 8, so Mel thought it'd be kind of her to actually take the woman and show her where it was (the remover is also in a kind of obscure spot on the bottom of a display). After doing so our boss, Lori, takes Mel aside and tells her (rather meanly) that she is NOT to take costomers to product, she is just supposed to point them in the direction of where they want to go.
The reason? Because a lost costomer milling through the store looking for some product is more likely to find some more things to buy along the way.
Cripes this makes me feel dirty.
"No sorry, I can't show you where that is, but I can gesture to an isle so that you can get lost and frustrated and maybe buy one or two more things along the way."
More likely they'll just leave because the store is so busy right now, rather than try and fight the crowds looking for nail polish.
So shop at Dollarama everybody! We can promise you half-assed costomer service.

Sunday, December 11, 2005

I am liek tha pitcher drawings.

And am on a Narnia binge.



















YAY FOR MR. TUMNUS!

Saturday, December 10, 2005

The terrible slaughtering of Christmas songs.

A 10 part epic mini-series.
Well, no, not really.
At work we listen to the local lite music station and what with Christmas sneaking up on us like a thief named Gerret, the radio station is playing X-mas tunes here and there.
And for the most part they're terribe X-mas tunes.
Not wanting to seem old fashioned the station has opted to play newer artist's songs being both origional and re-recorded classics. The problem is all these new artists are killing christmas. They try to sing everything so slow, heartrenchingly, and soulfully. I heard a version of Jingle Bell Rock the other day that lacked a tempo. It was this awful soft-rock piece of crap that took all the fun and merriment out of the song. I want happy Christmas songs! HAPPY! I wanna be singing along and dancing! Not all sad and depressed!
Why is this a trend? Its hard to be productive at work when they're pumping slow plodding songs through the speakers.
I gotta find our Bing Crosby tape. Its gotta be around here someplace...

P.S: Mr. Tumnus is AWESOME!