What's the story on double-dipping?!
One arrogant customer insisted he had the right to double dip since the first dip didn't get him enough oil on his bread. As far as he was concerned, the problem with Vancouverites is that they are too frail. He had eaten off the streets in India, so what's a few germs! He didn't care that there were store rules, food safety or that it was common sense to be concerned for others.
A lady that was standing there during this assault on me said later she wanted to smack him on the side of the head, and couldn't believe what I had to deal with. An employee wanted to call the manager. I later found out he was a regular customer.
Then there was an old lady with her husband that took a bite from the bread and then dipped it into the oil while I was speaking to her husband. I informed her about food safety and that double-dipping was not permitted. She said, "But I pulled out." Are you fricken kidding me?! Now what the hell does that mean?! Is that like when people don't use protection during sex, and the guy exclaiming once the positive pregnancy test returns..."But I pulled out!"
On another day, a new staff member, who was from Ireland, also double-dipped. He didn't understand what was wrong with it, and didn't mind even if an unwashed street person double-dipped before him. It was just a crazy concept to him.
The main culprits I find are the seniors. They just stand there and think they are in my kitchen and get carried away by how good it is and try for more. One guy suggested I put a sign to say "No Double-Dipping". Do you think they will fricken read the sign?! And how many will be offended by the sign. I can't wait! I guess if common sense doesn't prevail, I must instruct people, police them, draw pictures, and babysit. They can't even read the signs for the different flavours or are able to figure out which flavour is which when the package in big bold letters are staring them in the face and the samples are immediately in front of each package in an organized row. How do people text and drive when they can barely think and walk?! Or read, chew, and think?! I expect too much!
Sunday, 10 March 2013
Friday, 1 March 2013
A "Little" Blessing!
There are some days that make me feel like I've just won the jackpot!
I was demoing flavoured almonds at the dreaded store where on a slow day I just want to shoot myself because I'm crammed into a tiny space at the only endcap the store wants demos situated. I am generally surrounded by a floor display on either end of the endcap, so I cannot move. My butt is practically sitting on top of the products. Luckily, the packaging is strong and thick because some days I think about letting one rip, and see how that would affect food safety!
It was a steady day with more than the usual amount of happy people. This made it an already satisfying day. A little boy stopped at the table with his adult. I wasn't sure if it was his mom or nanny because of the different ethnicity. He asked her if he could try a sample and she nodded and suggested he ask me. "May I please try a sample?" he asked sweetly. He said, "Thank you!" ever so politely and walked off. He came back telling me he really enjoyed the nuts, and if he could please try another flavour. My goodness he was audible, direct, polite, appreciative, and happy! Most adults I meet can't string a sentence together...simply grunting, nodding, dismissing, rudely commenting, and the list goes on. I finally asked how old the boy was and he said proudly that he was four years old!!! "Four?!" I exclaimed. "My goodness you are very smart. I also appreciate your politenss. How did you get so smart? Well done! Keep it up!" He beamed at the adult that was with him saying thank you to me and off he went.
About 10 minutes later while I was speaking with another customer about the product, he comes right up to the front of the demo table. "Excuse me." I figured he simply wanted to try another flavour. I was happy to see him again cause it was so boring speaking with adults after meeting him. He spoke in complete sentences, personable, and was present. He proceeded to ask, "If it's ok with you, may I give you a hug and a kiss?!" How did this angel know that would make my day?! Let alone a wonderful beginning to my year!
These are the moments that make my days worthwhile! A reminder that we all came from that same spirit. How precious we all were and still are if we allowed ourselves to work on maintaining an open heart and truly allowing that basic beautiful connection with people to shine through instead of shielding it with ego-based fear that has become the norm for Vancouverites. It was also endearing to know that there are parents out there that have kids for the right reasons, and invest the time to nurture and raise them appropriately. Perhaps having taken the time to be self-aware in their own journey. Thank God to this little boy that filled me with such joy, hope, and love at the beginning of a New Year!
I was demoing flavoured almonds at the dreaded store where on a slow day I just want to shoot myself because I'm crammed into a tiny space at the only endcap the store wants demos situated. I am generally surrounded by a floor display on either end of the endcap, so I cannot move. My butt is practically sitting on top of the products. Luckily, the packaging is strong and thick because some days I think about letting one rip, and see how that would affect food safety!
It was a steady day with more than the usual amount of happy people. This made it an already satisfying day. A little boy stopped at the table with his adult. I wasn't sure if it was his mom or nanny because of the different ethnicity. He asked her if he could try a sample and she nodded and suggested he ask me. "May I please try a sample?" he asked sweetly. He said, "Thank you!" ever so politely and walked off. He came back telling me he really enjoyed the nuts, and if he could please try another flavour. My goodness he was audible, direct, polite, appreciative, and happy! Most adults I meet can't string a sentence together...simply grunting, nodding, dismissing, rudely commenting, and the list goes on. I finally asked how old the boy was and he said proudly that he was four years old!!! "Four?!" I exclaimed. "My goodness you are very smart. I also appreciate your politenss. How did you get so smart? Well done! Keep it up!" He beamed at the adult that was with him saying thank you to me and off he went.
About 10 minutes later while I was speaking with another customer about the product, he comes right up to the front of the demo table. "Excuse me." I figured he simply wanted to try another flavour. I was happy to see him again cause it was so boring speaking with adults after meeting him. He spoke in complete sentences, personable, and was present. He proceeded to ask, "If it's ok with you, may I give you a hug and a kiss?!" How did this angel know that would make my day?! Let alone a wonderful beginning to my year!
These are the moments that make my days worthwhile! A reminder that we all came from that same spirit. How precious we all were and still are if we allowed ourselves to work on maintaining an open heart and truly allowing that basic beautiful connection with people to shine through instead of shielding it with ego-based fear that has become the norm for Vancouverites. It was also endearing to know that there are parents out there that have kids for the right reasons, and invest the time to nurture and raise them appropriately. Perhaps having taken the time to be self-aware in their own journey. Thank God to this little boy that filled me with such joy, hope, and love at the beginning of a New Year!
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