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In article <1992Nov10.112934.60615@cc.usu.edu> slmdj@cc.usu.edu writes:
>BTW... What really _ticks_ me off is the way the RS zombies often jack me 
>around as a customer.  Example:  Since I am only 18, this happened just a 
>couple of years ago...  I was back in their parts section, looking for some 
>capacitor or other.  Lo, and behold, one of their salesmen walks up to me and
>tells me to get out of there, that there couldn't _possibly_ be anything back
>there that *I* could ever want!!!  I tried to reason with the guy, but he was
>a little lacking in the logic portion of the brain...:-)  Same when I spoke 
>with the manager!

Oh yeah, did this click real well in my mind.  I don't know how many
times I've gone into the local Radio Rip Off Store and asked for a
certain size of capacitor/resistor that hasn't been restocked only to
be told "capacitors?  I'm not sure I know what those are.  I don't think
we carry those."  Aiiiiiigggghhhh!!!  I also don't know how many times
I've been browsing and overheard a salesman tell another customer that
RS doesn't carry an item that I happen to be looking right at!

I, too, in my teens had a problem with the salesman treating me like a
punk.  BTW in my town the only competition to Radio Schmuck is a
wholesale parts store owned by an old fart who doesn't seem to realize
that we've invented digital parts yet.  He's actually priced worse than
RS.  They're general response to a walk-in/non-business customer is to
treat you like dirt and ignore you if possible.  One day I really ticked
off a salesperson.  He was standing talking to a really ugly, scraggy
looking guy who was obviously a pal:

Salesdoof: Yeah Bob my old lady's really gettin me down...
Me:  Um...could you help me out with some...
Salesdork: I'll be with you in a minute.
Salesdroid: So anyway I told her if she wanted me to work on the car
less, maybe she could give up her job and make some time for ME.
Me:  [after waiting like 5 minutes]  Listen, I just need you to look up
a part in the catalog.
Sales-spud:  I'm with another customer at the moment.  I'll be right
with you.
Me:  [getting ticked cause the guy he's talking to is clearly not
involved in a business discussion]  Whatever...

So I walked around the counter, right up to the catalog, and started
looking through it for what I needed.  He got irate and started yelling
about how I shouldn't be back there, get out of store, etc.  I told him
if he was gonna chat with his pal, then I'd have to get what I needed 
myself.  Of course, that's when I mentioned that my sister was the
office manager, a position of much higher rank than his own.  =-)

Boy, he got real helpful then!!!

So I tend to shop at Radio Schlock even when I don't want to because
at least there you don't have to deal so much with smelly guys talking
about being neanderthallic in their personal relationships.  =-)

Anthony Clifton