So I had quite a few comments about the infamous fight at Goodwill so I thought I would share all the dirty details. Here it goes...Our local Goodwill has an employee appreciation night. The only way you get to go is if you know someone who works there and you get a ticket from them. The crazy thing about this night is everything is half off and the stuff that is half off normally is 75% off. So it is a ridiculously packed and kind of annoying night to start off with...throw in a grouchy old woman and it is 100,000 times more annoying.
Well I had enough of a certain grouch one night. See on previous trips this woman pushed my mom's cart into her and when my mom said "excuse me?" she said "well I wanted to look at something and you were in my way." Ok whatever. Then again that same trip she did the same thing and even in front of another woman who teamed up with mom and made her finally get out of their face.
Well on the evening of the scuffle she was at it again. My sister was moving out of the way for someone and the grouch swooped in and took over my sister's position in that particular rack. It was as though she was just waiting to butt in like she was scoping out people to tick off.
I was checking out the men's sweaters and it was towards the end of the night so it was thinning out but I still pushed my cart into the rack so there was ample room for people to get through. I was finding some great wool sweaters to do some felting projects with when I noticed a flash of bright pink blush and bad lipstick standing by my cart. I knew what was going on here, she was trying to get me going, so I ignored her. Well after about a minute I looked at her and asked if I could help her with something. She frantically pointed to my cart and said "well I would like to get by here and your cart is in the way". I pointed out that really there was plenty of room but moved the cart anyway all the while she was huffing and puffing dramatically. It was really not a big deal but something inside of me snapped and I said "you know -----(said her name here because I know her but will keep it out of the story to protect the not so innocent) you are a real bitch and I am sick of it you were a bitch the other day when I was at -----(she was extremely unhelpful at a recent visit to the place she works) and you are a bitch tonight what is your problem?" She instantly started to play the innocent little victim card and started crying acting completely over dramatic. I just said whatever just move on and continued to look at the sweaters. When I turned around I got a thumbs up from another shopper who had also had a run in that night with her. Well she just couldn't leave it alone and walked back to me and kept saying I can't believe you called me that no one ever called me a bitch my whole life. I think I just said yeah not to your face and moved on. Well she went to the checkout and told the manager about me and left. I thought it was all over but no. She came back in the store and continued to tell every single person going through the checkout how completely horrible I was. It went on for about 45 minutes and finally I had enough. I parked my 2 carts full and walked right up to her and the manager. I started out by saying I was sorry for swearing in the store and that I know that wasn't right but I wouldn't have come to that had she not been treating us and everyone else terribly the whole night. Well I was the bad person and told that I was wrong and she was right. So apparently it is ok to treat people like ass in Goodwill as long as you have a fake smile on your face and can pretend cry. That is bs...so I left my 2 carts there and left to find her waiting in the parking lot. PSYCHO!!!
I found out soon after I was not allowed there anymore so I emailed the president of the Goodwill corporation and told my side of the story. He called me and also gave my info to the regional manager who called me as well. He apologized and told me I was welcome for the employee appreciation nights and to just ignore her from then on. They were very professional and kind but I own an antique store and spend thousands of dollars at thrift stores every year so losing my business is losing lots of money. I just wish that the manager would have thought of that that night when she allowed the grouch to stand there and pretty much slander me in front of dozens and dozens of people. Despite the apology and invitation I can't go back.
Oh and by the way she continued to tell people how horrible I was for weeks and elaborated the story to include the lie that I told her she was too fat to fit through the space.
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