I went to take in a pair of heels that needed to be fixed and had never been there before and will never go again. It was close to 12 when I came in (apparently he closes at 12 on Saturdays?). I couldn't help but notice the dusty old autographed 8X10's of country music past lining the walls en mass. Then he wrote up the ticket and I went to pay him with my bank card (he insists on payment up front). He then snappily told me he doesn't have a card machine. I apologized and asked if there was a bank machine nearby and he said there were a couple in the area and then got snarky and said, ""Well I close at noon"" I asked what time it was now and he said, ""it's 12:03 and I'm not waiting for you...I work here 6 days a week and Saturday is my only day..."" I stopped him there and said that was fine, grabbed my heels and left. Billy, just a word...you ain't the only game in town and in this economy you should be glad of business (especially since your hours are so weird). Haven't you heard of courtesy? There was no reason for the snottiness you exhibited...perhaps if I was a big country star you would have kissed my ass...well guess what...you can :-) I won't be back and I am passing the word around about what a jerk you were.
Cons: Attitude, attitude, attitude
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