A tidbit from an article in this week's People magazine about one of the Housewives of New Jersey:
Danielle Staub says regarding plastic surgery rumors: "I haven't had anything done. Just my bubbies. Two times. " Regarding her face she says, "Botox! That's it. I had lip injections [for the first time] on TV."
Okay, so "I haven't had anything done" includes two breast surgeries, Botox at least once, and lip fillers. I know Botox and Restylane and the like are not surgical enhancements, but come on! These statements by her are akin to the ones Shasta makes fun of me for saying: "I haven't had anything to eat today...except for a hot chocolate, a bowl of cereal, some french fries, and a piece of pizza!" In my mind, whether surgical or otherwise, when a person alters the way they look, this is "having something done". Plus, just look at her face in the magazine photos! She has obviously had work done. My issue is not with this- it is with the way she both denies and admits to procedures in the same paragraph. Either tell the truth or tell people to mind their own beeswax! Don't lie when the truth is staring the readers in the face, pun intended.
I'm out...
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
I just work here...
So today seemed to be bad customer service day. The day started off fine, at the Chula Vista Nature Center where anyone involved with helping customers was nice. The customer-helpers at Fuddrucker's for lunch were also fine. So, off we (Jason was with me) went to PULSE bike shop to get my new bike fitted. As we entered the store, a guy with a huge German Shepard was leaving the store and in no way indicated or even looked like he worked at the shop. We stood at the counter for a couple minutes, hearing people talking in the back room. No one cam up to help us but then the guy with the dog was back in the store and said, "Is there something I can help you with?" I told why I was there and he seemed a bit perturbed, asking if I had made an appointment. I said no but he worked out with the guy in the back to trade jobs and fit my bike.
I can't say that Juan was rude but he definitely gave off an air of being inconvenienced by me walking in. When he needed me to get on the bike to fit it, he would say monotonely, "get on" or "get off". No emotion, no nothin'. At one point, he had to help another customer because the other guy working there couldn't figure out how to. I patiently waited as they were obliging me. Eventually, the bike was fitted but was found to have a defect where the bottle cage screws on so Juan said I would have to leave the bike. He took forever finding the info in the computer; when he finally handed me the work order receipt, I had to ask him if I was all set. He never made eye contact, never said "Okay, we'll call you!", never said "Thanks". Hopefully, next time I am in there, he will be in a better mood.
Next, I stopped at Walmart to get some 1 hour developing. I filled out the forms and the girl took my envelopes, saying, "See you in a hour!". Yes she would. I went to get a massage at So Relax and as I was being elbowed in the traps, my phone rang. As I left the massage, I listened to the message; it was words to this effect: "Hi, this is Photo Girl at Walmart and your film that you dropped off won't be ready in one hour because I have to take a lunch and there's no one here to do it so it won't be done but it will be ready by eight. Sorry about that." Click. What? Only 25 minutes earlier, she told me it would be ready. My question is: did she know ahe was going to be going to lunch during the time she was supposed to be developing my film? Did someone call in sick in the 20 minutes I had been away from the counter? I went back to the store and asked the lady who had come behind the counter to help another girl who was waiting for pictures, what the deal was. "Oh, she had to go to lunch." My question for her was: did she know this when I gave her my film and would I get a discount on the price since my film would not be done in 1 hour? She said she didn't know because she worked in electronics! Argh!! When I pick up my pictures tomorrow night, I will definitely be getting a discount!
So, now I was really miffed. I decided to calm myself by getting a Blizzard at the Dairy Queen in the mall. As I walked up to the counter, a couple of other people were waiting for their ice cream treats. The worker girl saw me, looked at me, said nothing to me, and then went into the back of the shop and had not yet emerged when I decided to walk away (about 1 minute). I chalked it up to my third strike of the day in good customer relations.
Maybe I'll get lucky tomorrow and Starbucks will screw up my hot chocolate...
I can't say that Juan was rude but he definitely gave off an air of being inconvenienced by me walking in. When he needed me to get on the bike to fit it, he would say monotonely, "get on" or "get off". No emotion, no nothin'. At one point, he had to help another customer because the other guy working there couldn't figure out how to. I patiently waited as they were obliging me. Eventually, the bike was fitted but was found to have a defect where the bottle cage screws on so Juan said I would have to leave the bike. He took forever finding the info in the computer; when he finally handed me the work order receipt, I had to ask him if I was all set. He never made eye contact, never said "Okay, we'll call you!", never said "Thanks". Hopefully, next time I am in there, he will be in a better mood.
Next, I stopped at Walmart to get some 1 hour developing. I filled out the forms and the girl took my envelopes, saying, "See you in a hour!". Yes she would. I went to get a massage at So Relax and as I was being elbowed in the traps, my phone rang. As I left the massage, I listened to the message; it was words to this effect: "Hi, this is Photo Girl at Walmart and your film that you dropped off won't be ready in one hour because I have to take a lunch and there's no one here to do it so it won't be done but it will be ready by eight. Sorry about that." Click. What? Only 25 minutes earlier, she told me it would be ready. My question is: did she know ahe was going to be going to lunch during the time she was supposed to be developing my film? Did someone call in sick in the 20 minutes I had been away from the counter? I went back to the store and asked the lady who had come behind the counter to help another girl who was waiting for pictures, what the deal was. "Oh, she had to go to lunch." My question for her was: did she know this when I gave her my film and would I get a discount on the price since my film would not be done in 1 hour? She said she didn't know because she worked in electronics! Argh!! When I pick up my pictures tomorrow night, I will definitely be getting a discount!
So, now I was really miffed. I decided to calm myself by getting a Blizzard at the Dairy Queen in the mall. As I walked up to the counter, a couple of other people were waiting for their ice cream treats. The worker girl saw me, looked at me, said nothing to me, and then went into the back of the shop and had not yet emerged when I decided to walk away (about 1 minute). I chalked it up to my third strike of the day in good customer relations.
Maybe I'll get lucky tomorrow and Starbucks will screw up my hot chocolate...
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