Rudeness
Last week I was in a beauty store beside Chowking @ Shaw Boulevard in Mandaluyong. My sole purpose of dropping by the store was to buy petroleum jelly however; since I am already inside the store I decided to buy other personal stuff. I went from one gondola to another in search of said petroleum jelly. As I passed by I took noticed of a lady @ my back observing what I was doing. I didn’t mind her stalking me as I thought she was the customer of the store just like me. After I’ve tired myself looking for the jelly, I approached the Cashier @ the counter as to where the item was located. I was informed that the item was on display @ the counter. Still, the lady was still behind me when I fall in line to pay my bills. That’s fine. I am patient for a while. But as I passed by I saw Christmas wrappers in a box in front of the counter, something went awry. The lady followed me as if I am a suspect of shoplifting. She escorted me until I was able to choose the wrapper of my choice. I felt embarrassed why I was the only one inside the store being followed by the mystery lady; in fact I misconstrued her as a shopper just like mine. When I put down the items @ the counter I inquired from the Cashier if the lady was a civilian guard. And they acknowledge her as theirs. I told the Cashier about my embarrassment. I let them figured out why I was suspected as shoplifter. This was fine, except that when I was being followed looking for the petroleum jelly, no one was assisting me to locate the said item. I told the Cashier that the mystery lady should have asked me when she took notice that I am being restless transferring from one rack to another rather than follow me @ the counter when I was supposed to be assisted. For how I am going to shoplift and pocket a Christmas wrapper? The Cashier and the mystery lady took pains not to look @ me or even explain why they did that. I understand that the job of a civilian guard (mystery lady named Annabelle) is to ensure that all items brought out of the store shall be fully accounted for. I am aware also that she was under pressure of any merchandise looses @ the course of her duty, but it would have been simpler and infinitely more polite to look me in the eye and asked for my understanding. I am the customer. If you are embarrassed of what you did, do not take it on me. It doesn’t go away just because you left away and hide @ the Store Manager’s office and pretend nothing happen. You need to deal with it fairly. She could have apologized and explained it herself. That would have been more acceptable to me. Instead she talked to one of the merchandiser but me. I was tempted to force her to acknowledged her fault, but my blood was already @ boiling point and I didn’t want to stoop down to her. The Store Manager did not even have the courtesy to go out of her office instead, her staff told me that as per the Manager’s instruction I can lodge any complaint if I want to for their assessment. Since I was really mad of their rudeness I just walked away. But as I went home I thought of the incident, and it was worrisome that this kind of rudeness, especially in service industries, has become so painfully prevalent. This type of service has become the norm. But I promised myself that I would never set foot and dare comeback to their establishment. Absolutely not.