Tuesday, December 1, 2009
The Griss-ley
So, Griselda called again today. She wasn't very happy. Guess what our resolution was? We found an actual worker in our QuicKutz warehouse who personally owns the die cut Griselda has not yet received (neither have we), the worker drove home, got the die cut, packaged it up, and sent it to Griselda. We told Griselda this, and no "thank you", no "oh how nice", not even an enthusiastic tone. I wanted to reach down the phone and wring her measley neck. Call me fickle, but holy canoly. People these days.
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I would have said "Due to your intolerable crankiness, Santa has decided you are on the Naughty List. We therefore are not allowed to help you out any further, until you earn your way back to the Nice List. Have a wonderful day." Okay, maybe not quite protocol, but it keeps you from wanting to do bodily harm! I can't believe how far you've gone to please her! Some people!
Poor Griselda. I can't believe that's her real name...how fitting. She is the exception to every rule and is "THE customer". I love the little tree in your apartment btw. Cute. Tiff
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