And HOLY CRAP I'd better not see this one indian dude come back into Macy's today. Every time he comes, the unfortunate sales associate who gets stuck with him will have to spend AT LEAST an hour showing him watches. I showed him over 20 yesterday, and of all those that were ladies, I had to wear them for him, fumbling with my thumb splint to even get them on. Then, of course, after all that trouble, he didn't buy a thing. That was over an hour wasted. Completely wasted. Not to mention the crap his friend put me through trying to open up an international credit account for him. He gave me wrong personal info, which messed up his account, HIS fault. So I had to explain that he needed to call the credit department to have them correct his information, once he himself was sure of his own information...gah.
GAH.