I love Target ! But, today, I was subjected to Interrogation by Guest Services………..

I go to return a curtain panel, and after standing in line for what seemed for ever, its my turn. The Guest Services employee was just all smiles, and pleasantries…NOT ! ( best said in your best Borat impersonation, heavy Eastern Europe with Russian overtones ) I am about to say the line that I am dying to say ” give us a smile, pussycat” but instead I hand her my curtain panel, and crisp receipt from 4 days ago. Smiley Target girl proceeds to remove the panel from its packaging, and INSPECT it ?? WTF ? then turns to me and says, with a C.S.I tone, there are “hairs” on the curtain, and she will have to ask her Supervisor, “WHAT???” as Lil John would say. I have to stand there like a dodgy punter, trying to pull some shifty scam. I am trying to explain, that they have not been out the package by yours truly, and I don’t wear curtains. The Supervisor shows, then another Supervisor shows, now I have 3 people looking at this curtain panel I am trying to return, I try he same lame  joke again, that I don’t wear curtains. They are not amused. I feel like they are about to escort me to a back office, and start recording our conversation, handcuff me to a chair, shine a big light on me, and ask me again – “how did the hairs get on the curtain ?” then yank one out my head and send it to a lab for DNA ?

By that time its verging on MESSING WITH THE MINX = believe me, you don’t want to do that. Minx goes from nicey-nice to Tasmanian Devil, YIKES. Time to go L.Woods from Legally Blond on their asses, exactly what I done. Polite, firm, never personal or loose my cool = I’ll teach you some time. Walked away with my refund in hand, only to then shop and leave with a cart full of stuff, I did not know I needed till I go there.

I never have a problem returning stuff from Chanel to CVS, but come on, examining a curtain panel ? a little too conscientious, right ?

Did you know, Victoria Secret accepts return on panties ? Don’t tell the scrupulous Target employee that, as she may start sniffpanties…he,he. That reminds me of returning a shirt to Abercrombie with a friend, and the guy holding it up then sniffing it  ? hhhhmmm, is this a new fetish I am not aware off, or a store policy ? She had not worn it, it had the plastic thing attached…Abercrombie smells like a second hand store anyways, and everything looks like it needs a good iron.

What’s my point ? Why do some people work in the service industry, that just don’t have the personality or temperament for it ?