Barker’s Barkings.

Current mood: Thoughtful.

“Ud no tiene suficiente dinero para comprar este juego, y ademas tiene que tener diecisiete anos si no, no puedo venderselo..”

Or something like that..

Don’t get me wrong, I love working for EB Games, and don’t consider me racist or anything, but when a group of Spanish people come in looking for a game, and they can’t speak a single word of English, and aren’t seventeen to buy the Mature rated game that they pick out and I try to explain to them, using my broken Spanglish of sorts, and they still don’t understand me.. something is wrong.

Now I’m not saying that the Spanish people aren’t welcome in the United States or our store, but when they can’t understand a single word.. there needs to be something done to stop this. I’ve just been extremely angry lately with that, and I need to get it off my chest. As you may of guessed it happened again tonight.

The other big problem I have at work is when parents come in with their ten and under kids and dump them off in our store like we’re the babysitter of the mall. How do I explain this without screaming? We’re not your son/daughters frigging babysitter. If your son gets kidnapped because you’re leaving your son/daughter unattended and the associates are too busy to pay attention to where you left your damn kid, you’re to blame. We can’t watch your kid.

Why do I bring this up? Because occasionally (ok .. I lie, every day I work) parents bring their kids in and dump their munchkins off. I’ve even had parents yell at me when their kids wander off from the store. It’s not my fault little Johnny gets bored of the same games we have as displays. I’ve nearly had enough of it, to the point where I’m thinking about writing a huge letter to the South Bend Tribune.

Okay, ranting over with (I think). As far as today at work. It was fine, because I worked with Frank and we actually had quite a bit of fun. We kept busy so the store was in operational order and everything else, and by the time it was closing time we got off right at about 6:10. It was a very fast day.

I’m pretty pissed off at Barns and Noble because they’re not going to accept my Social Security Number anymore to get my discount (for working for Gamestop) because they’ve been having issues with people saying they work for EB/Gamestop when they don’t, even though they took it not even four days ago. Pretty insignificant, but it still irks me off.

Other than that I had a pretty decent day.

Dad and Mom took me to Jimmy Johns for dinner because I was hungry, so I got a Bootlegger club (medium-rare roast beef and fresh sliced turkey loaded with lettuce, tomato & mayo) and Salt & Vinegar potato chips with a Cherry Coke. Pretty decent dinner. I wish I could of gotten another sandwich, but Dad’s penny pinching again for some strange reason so I decided not to argue and just submit and get one sandwich.

Anyways, that’s been my day.. not very eventful, but still eventful enough to write about.

~A.

P.S: The Spanish at the start of this log can translated into: “You do not have enough money to buy this game and you have to be seventeen to buy it, otherwise I cannot sell it to you.”

P.P.S: Foamy (from Ill Will Press) has a wonderful rant about my thoughts on the first subject of this blog. Click here to see it. Thanks to Evanita (a friend of mine) for the link!