Thursday, October 6, 2011

Yeah, I was "that girl"

This has been a crazy week of packing and moving, and along with those crazy times comes a few fun stories. Some of you may or may not know that I worked for a year just out of college as a manager for Target. I loved my time there, but one of my favorite things was the great stories I would come home with. I'm sure whatever your profession you have great stories, but in retail you get to interact with all kinds of people in a way that you never would get to elsewhere. Even celebrities need to buy the essentials, where do you think they go? Target.
Anyway, this week was my turn to be the one on the other end of the "this lady came into Home Depot today and..." story. But I didn't think it was fair that the guy that helped me is the only one who gets to share the story about the crazy lady who shopped at home depot, so I thought I'd post it. :)
I bought a swing for our swing set to repair a broken one for the renters, but I bought one with the wrong kind of hooks. (I know what you are thinking, I already shouldn't be allowed back in the store, I mean who doesn't check first to make are they are buying the right kind of swing? I mean can you even buy the wrong kind? Isn't it just a hook?) Anyway, I was going to return them and I don't have a receipt (of course. Strike 2) So I ask the man behind the counter if he can look it up on the computer. He says yes, can I see your credit card? I say yes, and I hand it to him. "It is not on that one, do you have another?" Yes, but I don't usually use it, here it is. "It's not on that one either, do you have another?" Me: "no, that's really weird, I just bought this the other day" He scans the swing "we don't sell these here" Me: "then where did I get it?" (strike 3) I mean really, is the guys supposed to know where I got it? Suddenly I remember buying it and I remember that I had to go to Lowe's because Home Depot doesn't sell swings. Awesome. So I say "I am going to put this back in my car, I just remembered I bought it at Lowe's." He gives me a look that says: "OK crazy lady"
So to the random man (who was actually very nice) at Home Depot: You are welcome. Thanks to me you had a story to go home and laugh over the dinner table with. And quite frankly, so did I.

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