I met with a client and his employees to discuss a web dev project. He asked me for a quote, I gave it to him, he agreed, and I got to work. Two weeks later, I submitted an invoice, and he called me. I told you my rate, and you jumped on it, and we shook hands. What was I supposed to say?! I work as the Service Manager at a local car dealer. Basically, I am over the entire service department, so most of my day is just dealing with complaints.
A customer comes in for just an oil change. This particular customer has never serviced any vehicles with us before. And he proceeds to lose his ever-loving mind. I ask him if he noticed it.
It was not on the engine when he opened the hood. He continues to lose his mind and accuse my technician of stealing the cover. I looked him dead in the eye.
Another red flag: if you were convinced that we had stolen it, why would you be okay with a used one? Fast forward to this morning. I pop the hood β no engine cover. I want the part number and price. The parts guy puts in the VIN. That vehicle never came with one. He is fired as a customer. I work for a large store that sells heavy and bulky items. I have gone to the back, picked up a large box using legs, not back! There are several colleagues at the help desk right now who can assist you.
Honestly, everyone looks for excuses to not help anybody anymore! My last year in public education was horrendous. I had a narcissistic first-year principal. I got inundated by an overflowing kindergarten class. I also learned that my mother was declining from stage four colon cancer that had metastasized to her liver and lungs. I was in the lunchroom on duty when the hospice nurse called me to come immediately.
