QFC Advantages
2003-Jun-06, Friday 03:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ssurgulSorry to those that have nay-sayed the might and majesty of QFC.
I was shopping today for the local papers to deal with the housing and employment situations I'm finding myself in. Since I had to bounce out to Washougal to do another favor for a local fur, I figured I'd stop by my favorite store of QFC again.
Well, on entering, I did some other shopping. I found that their 18 pack of eggs were mismarked on the overhead sign for about $1 off. Pretty sweet. Well, they only had the one on the shelf and it was in pretty poor shape. So, I finished the shopping and asked for some help in the eggs, to get another pack if they had them. Well, Kelly, the nice lady who helped me, looked at the sign and changed it right there, because it was mismarked. She told me there was no problem with my getting it at the old price as well. However, when she checked the back, she said there weren't any others, and that I could have 2 12-packs for that same price. It seems that Kelly was actually a manager or the MOD, since she was being paged for calls.
Yet she took time out of her training of the bagger clerk on being a checker to help me with eggs, directly. And she gave me one hell of a deal on the eggs. I'm afraid that settles it. QFC does officially rock and roll, and quash the crap out of all other stores around here. The checker actually didn't even want the whole story. He was totally cool with hearing that Kelly had approved the two dozen at $1.39. Didn't bat either of his rather pretty eyes at all.
The only two drawbacks to my shopping excursion was that I actually forgot, on the first trip in, to buy the damn papers as I was so surprised at the courtesy and helpfullness. The other is that I browsed some of the magazines, and saw a magazine that was quite disturbing: Tactical Knife. I guess the exchange for all this courtesy and friendliness and helpfulness is that little touch of redneckiness here and there.
I was shopping today for the local papers to deal with the housing and employment situations I'm finding myself in. Since I had to bounce out to Washougal to do another favor for a local fur, I figured I'd stop by my favorite store of QFC again.
Well, on entering, I did some other shopping. I found that their 18 pack of eggs were mismarked on the overhead sign for about $1 off. Pretty sweet. Well, they only had the one on the shelf and it was in pretty poor shape. So, I finished the shopping and asked for some help in the eggs, to get another pack if they had them. Well, Kelly, the nice lady who helped me, looked at the sign and changed it right there, because it was mismarked. She told me there was no problem with my getting it at the old price as well. However, when she checked the back, she said there weren't any others, and that I could have 2 12-packs for that same price. It seems that Kelly was actually a manager or the MOD, since she was being paged for calls.
Yet she took time out of her training of the bagger clerk on being a checker to help me with eggs, directly. And she gave me one hell of a deal on the eggs. I'm afraid that settles it. QFC does officially rock and roll, and quash the crap out of all other stores around here. The checker actually didn't even want the whole story. He was totally cool with hearing that Kelly had approved the two dozen at $1.39. Didn't bat either of his rather pretty eyes at all.
The only two drawbacks to my shopping excursion was that I actually forgot, on the first trip in, to buy the damn papers as I was so surprised at the courtesy and helpfullness. The other is that I browsed some of the magazines, and saw a magazine that was quite disturbing: Tactical Knife. I guess the exchange for all this courtesy and friendliness and helpfulness is that little touch of redneckiness here and there.
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on 2003-Jun-07, Saturday 07:50 pm (UTC)