I work in a Mercedes-Benz dealership on Saturdays as a part time job because I’m at uni 5 days a week. You don’t understand the crap I get from customers. Sometimes they walk in, look at me in disgust, and boom, “I WANT TO SEE A SALESPERSON”. I smile, “unfortunately all the sales staff are unavailable at the moment, would you like a coffee or tea while you’re wai……” exasperated sigh, “No, I don’t want a coffee, I want to see a sales person. Why don’t I just go to another dealership if you can’t supply me with what I need?” Now at this point, I feel like screaming, “GO TO ANOTHER F**ING DEALERSHIP, DO I GIVE A FLYING S***?!” But instead, I’ve been told to… smile. “I’m extremely sorry for the inconvenience, as soon as someone’s free I’ll get them to give you a hand”.
Most of the time, the snobby Merc customers come in and look down at me because I’m simply the lowly receptionist, it’s funny how their tune changes when I tell them I’m studying law. Snobs.
Another time I got a call telling me that there was a mistake in the Mercedes Benz ad in the Age. I explained to the man very kindly that I didn’t have anything to do with the Age advertisement, to which he scoffed, “You’re the receptionist – that’s what you do”. Again, I said, “I’m sorry Sir, but that really has nothing to do with me” to which he replied, “You’d think that you could at least get the spelling right for Gods sake”. ARRRRGGGH
Rant over
