Thursday, September 20, 2007

KLEPTOCRACY

Not sure if this vignette of our times is funny or depressing? Seventy-two years old. The rationale given by the supermarket at the end of the report is pathetic and symptomatic.

7 comments:

morelikespace said...

i think that this is a great example of "corporate stupid", a syndrome where a large business entity proves itself incapable of grasping something that would be clear to an average six year old...

although personally, i'm still at the stage where i'd be happy if someone asked me to prove i was over 21...

Vague Symptoms said...

I agree that the whole thing sounds rather ridicules,

but let's see both ends of this,

the clerks in the store are surly all angry and pissed off. people have most likely been mean to them all day. Retail sucks, I know.

I even worked as a JANITOR!
(in college, long story, not very fun, etc)

the fellow was probably rude,
and here's a way to get back at him!

the only way possible!

quite passive aggressive, etc,
but something.

we all have to screw eachother over constantly to feel good about ourselves and survive, or at least that what I've been seeing.

(San Francisco DOES suck a great deal thought, maybe it's a bit better somewhere else?)

Vague Symptoms said...

they knew damn well what his age was!

they were just being jerks!

being jerks and hiding behind policy, and bureaucracy.

It's a wonderful excuse, but it's not the real issue.

people are the malignant virus.
Don't get me wrong, I think we're a rad malignant virus, but hey,
so it goes/

David Cotner said...

Good God, who is next? Geri Halliwell?

Sypha said...

As a retail slave myself (nearly 4 years working full-time at Barnes & Noble, and before that 6 years working part-time at a supermarket), I'd have to say that sarah trotsky's right on in her first comment... I think both sides here come off looking like total fools. And I can't think of any retail employee who would ever pass up the prospect of annoying rude customers...

Vague Symptoms said...

(feel compelled to interject this here:
I don't watch the Simpsons.
Futurama: yes,
Simpsons: No.)

Richo said...

I think you just have to ask yourselves how you'd feel if you were in this pensioner's shoes. I used to get asked the same question until I was 27 years old, too. Whilst it, even at that tender enough age, felt like a compliment initially, it soon grew to become both irritating and inconvenient. I guess the one time I pointed to my car, the 'wife' who was in it at the time and our first child, essentially, didn't carry much weight in Herne Bay, though...?