Sunday, January 30, 2011

No Diving in the Shallow End of the Gene Pool


Welcome to NDitSEofGP. Wow that really doesn't translate well into an acronym. Oh well.

This is where I plan on ranting and raving about the stupid shit I see people doing that drives me nuts. Granted some of this might be a pet peeve for me only, but then again it's my blog so that would make sense, right? Whatever here we go.

Movie Store edition:

Checking out the local Blockbuster yesterday (yeah there is still one around here surprisingly enough) I got a nice two-fer of stupid. Having found an entertaining game to rent I proceeded to wait in line for my turn to check out.

At the counter is Thing 1, a lady arguing about the late fees she believes are on her account in error. 15 minutes later the gist of the conversation was thus:

Lady: "It just doesn't make sense, I went in for surgery on Monday so there's no way I could have any movies out then. When I asked last time if I had any late fees you said no."

Employee: "The system only records the movies once they're checked back in but while they're out they don't show as late. If you brought them back but they hadn't been checked back in yet when you asked me, then they wouldn't show as late."

Lady: "But I had surgery on Monday so I wouldn't have any movie out now. It just doesn't make sense why these fees are on my account."

This conversation lasted for 15 minutes! The woman of course is wearing a velour matching track suit and leaves in a fairly respectable car. Clearly the issue of money is not a problem for her but she has to get back that damn 3 dollars in late fees! Heaven forbid that delinquency goes on her permanent record. Meanwhile, I am 4th in a line of people waiting to check out. Now while I won't begrudge someone for standing up for themselves, it does seem like common courtesy that if you're making no head room in your argument with the employee and you're backing the line up significantly, maybe you fight this battle another day.

So she finally realizes she can't shake the oppressive tyranny of Blockbuster and just pays the damn fine. Enter, Thing 2! This guy has been waiting with his daughters the whole time like the rest of us. But now the line is finally moving and he's up to bat. And of course in the eternity that we've been waiting for the woman to finish up her sermon he has failed to notice that the movie in his hand, WITH A 20 DOLLAR PRICE TAG STICKER ON THE FRONT, is not for rental but purchase!!! "Oh well do you have this for rent, we don't actually want to buy it." Cue the Benny Hill music as the clerk and man both go back into the store to find the rental version on the wall. And no this wasn't some obscure old flick but rather a brand new release on the wall with the 500 other copies right next to it. WTF?!

So 25 minutes later I finally get to rent my game, which now seems a woefully inadequate reward for enjoying this little Darwinian sideshow. And I don't remember having a headache when I went into the store. Dammit.

"Just when I thought you couldn't possibly be any dumber, you go and do something like this... and totally redeem yourself!" - Harry Dunne

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