So I work at a phone store. Woman comes in with her husband and 20 month old son. Yeah, she actually said 20 months when I asked how old he was. From that moment I knew this was gonna be a looong transaction.
I wasn’t wrong. Her husband got a new phone but his pictures aren’t on it. I asked her where his old phone is. He traded it in to a different store three towns over.One week ago.
I ask her if her husband knows his backup information. She says no. I ask her if she’s checked to see of that other store still has his old phone. She says she doesn’t want to bother.
She gets in a huff at me because I should be able to just wave a magic fucking wand and poof all of the pictures from the old phone onto the new one. Look lady, 1) If I could I would cheerfully do so just to get you out of my store as quickly as possible and 2) I could’ve done the equivalent if your husband would’ve BACKED UP HIS FUCKING STUFF.
Meanwhile, her 20 month old is ripping things off shelves and screeching his head off while his parents ignore him completely.
Helping people who won’t help themselves sure is great!