T's Blog Point Zero Zero Ten


I think there is a time and place for up-selling, cross-selling, whatever you want to call it…


I know, I know…


Businesses need to make money.


I’m all for it!

I get it!

For god sake – I even do it!


Possibly, the extra little add on sale more often than not seems like they’re doing you a favour…


Did you want some cream and hot fudge sauce on that double waffle cone you’ve just ordered???

Why are you crazy sir??? I most certainly do!!!


Why don't you grab a pack of sweat proof sports socks to go with those new Nike’s you’ve just purchased???

How kind of you to offer – of course my little tootsies need them too!


But when you’re renewing your pill prescription and get asked…

Is there anything else you’d like with that?




????!!!!




##!!!!!!!???@#????




I mean….




**????##!!!**???!!?




Seriously!




Now,

I may have been in a little bit of a mood...

It’s been a long few days.

I’ve got a sore neck and menstrual pain,

So I don’t know whether I should be walking around clutching at my neck or grabbing my guts

I’m procrastinating about scrubbing the bathroom and/or doing my tax…




But come off it!!!




I took the opportunity to grasp the moment…

Squint and cock my head slightly to the side and peer back at “Becky” (her name badge told me so)

A lady I presume about the same age as me so she should have more sense…

And Becky couldn’t get any paler if she tried!

I know its winter, but wow… she was like a blonde haired porcelain doll

With big big brown eyes,

So I looked her square in the those eyes and replied…




“Did I want anything else with my pill prescription??? Ha! Yer – sure, why don’t you throw in some free tampons with that??? I mean, if I had a choice in the matter I wouldn’t spend my money on either!”




Sweet Becky’s eyes bounced!




Then, something weird happened…




Porcelain doll Becky turned into some big black Queen Latifa gospel singing woman and replied…




Oh I know, I know. God gave us these wonderful joys of being woman and all. Bras and lingerie can be fun to buy… but I hear you sister! Ha ha hehi ha




As I was still frozen in shock.

Stunned on sweet Becky using the word “sister”

She had popped underneath the bench, rummaged around in a cupboard and was back up in front of me offering me a box of condoms!




I can’t help with the tampons, but I can throw these in instead!




I was speechless!

I just stood there…

Infront of the prescriptions counter at the Chemist Warehouse

With little old Betty (possibly not Betty - no name tag provided for this one - but she looked like Betty White - hence "Betty") with her navy cardi and floral long skirt sitting on the bench provided for the elderly as she awaited her prescription to be made.




I cracked up!




Dang! She got me!

Becky reverted back to her nice as pie look, smile and all, and told me to enjoy the rest of my day!




All the way home I cracked up at Sister Becky!

Didn’t think about my neck, period pain, tax or cleaning at all!

Well done!

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