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whyachi
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I stopped by GC this morning to play with a fretless bass, really it just occurred to me I'd never really tried one and I had the day off, so whatever. It was fun, that's not the point.
The bass room is by the tech bench at this GC and this lady and her young daughter (who was busily playing with this plastic egg shaker thing) walked in with a thrashed BC Rich that was missing a few strings. She had picked up some Blackouts to upgrade the pickups too, which the guy told her would be $30. For the work, not the parts. Then he starts rambling about how the guitar has 500k in it and the Blackouts take 25k, talking about pots, but just throwing out numbers to confuse her. She got really concerned that her kid's Warlock didn't have any of the right parts in it, and the guy tells her finally, "$80, and it'll take me two weeks." She throws down a credit card happily and walks out of the store.
Having worked retail, one of my huge pet peeves is customers trying to do my job for me, so I try to treat others as I prefer to be treated and I didn't speak up. I didn't say that the small mom-and-pop shop two streets over would do it for $60 (considering going from passive to active) and have it for her by closing time. I didn't say that I'd take $50 and have it back to her in two hours. The guy hadn't even looked at the back of it, after she left he flipped it over and said to himself that he wasn't sure he could fit a 9V in that control cavity.
I did have a few words with the guy when she left about why it takes two weeks to get pickups changed, and he said he was really super busy and backlogged on repairs right now, blah blah. Then stood at his desk doing nothing for the next ten minutes while I was playing with Markbass cab combos, then told a customer who needed a single string changed she'd have to wait and ducked around the corner "into the back for parts," where I followed and found him playing with his cell phone by the back door. I left before I broke my own code and just changed the thing for her.
At what point does it become my responsibility to educate these people that they're being screwed? What would you do?
The bass room is by the tech bench at this GC and this lady and her young daughter (who was busily playing with this plastic egg shaker thing) walked in with a thrashed BC Rich that was missing a few strings. She had picked up some Blackouts to upgrade the pickups too, which the guy told her would be $30. For the work, not the parts. Then he starts rambling about how the guitar has 500k in it and the Blackouts take 25k, talking about pots, but just throwing out numbers to confuse her. She got really concerned that her kid's Warlock didn't have any of the right parts in it, and the guy tells her finally, "$80, and it'll take me two weeks." She throws down a credit card happily and walks out of the store.
Having worked retail, one of my huge pet peeves is customers trying to do my job for me, so I try to treat others as I prefer to be treated and I didn't speak up. I didn't say that the small mom-and-pop shop two streets over would do it for $60 (considering going from passive to active) and have it for her by closing time. I didn't say that I'd take $50 and have it back to her in two hours. The guy hadn't even looked at the back of it, after she left he flipped it over and said to himself that he wasn't sure he could fit a 9V in that control cavity.
I did have a few words with the guy when she left about why it takes two weeks to get pickups changed, and he said he was really super busy and backlogged on repairs right now, blah blah. Then stood at his desk doing nothing for the next ten minutes while I was playing with Markbass cab combos, then told a customer who needed a single string changed she'd have to wait and ducked around the corner "into the back for parts," where I followed and found him playing with his cell phone by the back door. I left before I broke my own code and just changed the thing for her.
At what point does it become my responsibility to educate these people that they're being screwed? What would you do?