when broadcasting your services

Attempting at being efficient and using my time wisely today, I decided to go to CVS on my lunch break to drop off film that I needed developed and browse the Christmas aisles to do some stocking shopping. Wrong answer.



I swear the photo processing lady is out to get me. Maybe it's just because she's sad about her own life when she looks at how glorious everybody else's memories are. Maybe she's just constipated. Maybe she's just a bitch. The last time I went to develop pictures over my lunch break, I inquired about transferring pictures from a digital camera to a cd since I didn't want to print out 300+ pictures (silly me). My darling friend told me it would take me about 20-30 minutes and I needed to stand there at the machine and wait while my photos copied. 20 minutes, fine. 30 minutes, I can handle it. 45 minutes and only 1/4 of the way finished?!?!?! Forget it. So she acted like she was Mother Theresa saving the world and doing me a favor by letting me pick them up at the end of the day when I explained that I work in a doctor's office, we're short staffed, and we're seeing patients in the next ten minutes. Better freakin let me come back for them... I hope someone at your doctor's office tells you one day "I'm sorry, you'll have to wait for your appointment. Our receptionist/nurse/doctor is standing at CVS because they need to watch the machine as it copies their pictures."



Fast forward back to current day:

I wait patiently in line to get an envelope to drop my film in for the in-store processing {ya know the ONE HOUR photo processing} with absolutely no intention of picking my film up until after 4pm seeing as my lunch break is 30 minutes and it takes ONE HOUR. A girl not at the photo counter says "Ma'am I can help you over here". Apparently no more envelopes. They put the information in the register and a claim ticket {ohh are they holding my coat for me?} prints out. She asks if it is for the one hour processing. Little lady in the white coat whips her head around {I think it spun around once too, I may have been hallucinating though} and snaps "DON'T tell them one hour. It's going to be longer than that." So much for manners. "It is ONE HOUR film processing, correct?" I ask. "Yes, but I am behind.", she replied. "So do you compensate for not being able to produce the film in one hour?"I ask. "No," was all I got back. I turned my attention back to the pleasant girl helping me and I said "well gee, I guess it was a good thing that I wasn't coming back until after {turn of the head to the little lady in the white coat} FOUR PM. It's amazing the manners that some people have." Maybe they could learn to say "I'm sorry, I'm a little behind. Would you be able to pick them up later?" Jackass.

Moral:
When advertising that you are a ONE HOUR film processing center either a) buck up and produce or b) smile politely and kiss the customer's ass

This has been a public service announcement brought to you by ME!



♥berlin™