Showing posts with label firemen scare me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label firemen scare me. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Screw You! I'm Important to Your Life Choices!


No, seriously! I make a difference when it comes to the purchases of people who come into the violin shop. Why? I think it's because I don't only sell the instruments. I also play a role in repairing them. 

In Looking Backward, I totally agree that, "It was the principal business of clerks to help people to make their selection in my day." That is the role that I play. Now, the idea that my role can be replaced by a note card is a load of crap.

Let me tell you the story of scary fireman guy. For convenience, I shall call him SFG. I was standing behind the counter at work when this tall guy walks in and says to me, "I want to buy a cello."

I smiled, mainly because I didn't want him to hulk out and break my spine with his teeth.

"No problem. Is there a price range you were aiming for?"

"Price range?" He sputters and he turns a bit pink.

"Yes, we have cellos starting at $800 and ranging up towards $10,000." I pull out my price book and wait.

"$800- I'm not buying my kid an $800 piece of shit wood!"

"Uhh..." I really had nothing to say to that. He started turning purple-ly and I rushed right to rentals.

"I'm sorry, I was under the impression that the instrument was for you. We do have rental instruments in fractional sizes for students. How old is your child?"

He goes a back to pink and in walks his kids and wife. I go through the rental program and blah blah blah. Then he starts thinking that our maintenance and insurance system is a scam. 

"Both are optional, of course. I just super recommend it because your kid is in middle school and kids use bows as swords and drop kick cellos for laughs." I totally don't say that to his face but I say roughly the same thing. 

I show him a list of repair costs and times. He gets mad but his wife accepts the insurance and they leave.

Guess what, they were in two weeks later with a broken bow that they didn't have to pay for BECAUSE THEY GOT THE INSURANCE THAT I RECOMMENDED TO THEM! IT'S NOT EVEN HELPFUL TO MY COMPANY BECAUSE THEY HAVE TO FIX THE DAMN THING!

Okay, screaming aside I was dead helpful. And not for commission reasons or anything. I know people think, "Oh that's cause you work in a small business." Okay, that might be kinda true but how many times have you gone to a bookstore and they scan coupons for you when you don't have them. I've been to large company arts stores and they always give me the discounts that apply. I really don't think that clerks are out there to screw everybody. I've gotten more help from live clerks than the back of a box every time.

So I don't think that Utopia can exist without clerks. I know this seems pretty petty but it's a big thing. I know much more about violins, violas, cellos, basic carpentry, power tools, financial math, people skills, medicine, and animal care. Seriously, all from being a clerk at a violin store. By removing the occupation of being a clerk from the public you remove learning opportunities. We all know how I feel about the loss of learning. It makes me cringe inside. And outside. 

Also, totally removes the only incentive I have to go shopping. I hate just getting things. Tell me about it, give me the specs even if you think I don’t understand. I want to see people talk about things they like, make, or just know about. This got personal and strange. I’m just gonna stop here.

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