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Dec. 18th, 2006 06:36 pmDear Target Employee:
I realize that I was trying to return something without a receipt and I now realize that your policy excludes that. I get that it is the holidays. I get that people are shady motherfuckers. But you know what? I did not yell at you and I did not ask an unreasonable request of you when I asked WHERE I HAD TO CALL TO GET A MOTHERFUCKING GIFT RECEIPT, YOU USELESS FUCKTARD.
Also? I did not ask for attitude. Especially not attitude that consisted of, "Well, how do I know you bought it here?" Gee, I don't know, bitchface, maybe because THE EXACT SAME PRODUCT WAS ON THE COUNTER BEHIND YOU AND THE STICKERS INDICATING YOUR STORE WERE STILL ON THE MOTHERFUCKING SON OF A BITCHING BOX. Maybe. But you know. I appreciate having you call my honesty into question by implying I was trying to pull a fast one on you! Thank you! That is *exactly* what I needed today.
Bitch, it's called customer service. All you had to do was smile and sound nice when telling me to take my shady ass away and to go fuck myself and I probably wouldn't be so pissed right now. But no. You had to give me attitude and you had to fail like a motherfucker at a significant portion of your job. Well, fuck you. I will sell this motherfucking tv on like, fucking Craigslist or something and take that money and go spend it elsewhere. I'm sure your store will not notice my lack of $250 and thus it is a futile gesture? But I'm fucked if I'm ever going to spend money at your store again.
No love and I hope you one day try to return shit to a store that spits in your face,
S.
ETA: I am angry out of all proportion to this and just...fucking *cranky* now. And I was having such a good day, too. Boo. Hiss.
I realize that I was trying to return something without a receipt and I now realize that your policy excludes that. I get that it is the holidays. I get that people are shady motherfuckers. But you know what? I did not yell at you and I did not ask an unreasonable request of you when I asked WHERE I HAD TO CALL TO GET A MOTHERFUCKING GIFT RECEIPT, YOU USELESS FUCKTARD.
Also? I did not ask for attitude. Especially not attitude that consisted of, "Well, how do I know you bought it here?" Gee, I don't know, bitchface, maybe because THE EXACT SAME PRODUCT WAS ON THE COUNTER BEHIND YOU AND THE STICKERS INDICATING YOUR STORE WERE STILL ON THE MOTHERFUCKING SON OF A BITCHING BOX. Maybe. But you know. I appreciate having you call my honesty into question by implying I was trying to pull a fast one on you! Thank you! That is *exactly* what I needed today.
Bitch, it's called customer service. All you had to do was smile and sound nice when telling me to take my shady ass away and to go fuck myself and I probably wouldn't be so pissed right now. But no. You had to give me attitude and you had to fail like a motherfucker at a significant portion of your job. Well, fuck you. I will sell this motherfucking tv on like, fucking Craigslist or something and take that money and go spend it elsewhere. I'm sure your store will not notice my lack of $250 and thus it is a futile gesture? But I'm fucked if I'm ever going to spend money at your store again.
No love and I hope you one day try to return shit to a store that spits in your face,
S.
ETA: I am angry out of all proportion to this and just...fucking *cranky* now. And I was having such a good day, too. Boo. Hiss.