Archive for the ‘Shopping’ Category

Yes I Am Better Than You

Friday, August 1st, 2008

I was volunteering at a Hampton event today. It wasn’t open to the public yet, but someone who apparently thinks he is “Steven Seagal,” above the law, comes into the event and proceeds to wonder around.

Another volunteer stops him and asks, “can I help you?”

“Steven” replied, “I’m just looking around.”

The volunteer replied, “I’m sorry you need to come back when we are open to the public.”

At this point the conversation escalates back and forth. “Steven” replied, “I spend thousands of dollars to come out here every year and I feel I’m entitled to have a preview of the event.”

The volunteer replied, “you and everyone else in this town. What makes you think you are so special?”

“Steven” asks, “are you saying you’re better than me?”

The volunteer replied, “I’m not saying that at all, all I’m saying is that I’m in charge and I’m asking you to leave.”

“Steven” replied, “so you’re saying you’re word is better than mine?”

The insanity continued, it could have been a Seinfeld episode.

Seeing there was no resolution to the insanity, the volunteer had to walk away.

- Vicky The Volunteer

A Snubbing at Starbucks

Thursday, July 31st, 2008

Alright, so I’m at the Bridgehampton Starbucks and I’m waiting in line to get my drink, and this woman in a flimsy-looking white sundress that was way too short, complete with large hat and sunglasses proceeds to the counter, completely cutting me off.  I proceed to glare at the back of her head, but I don’t say anything. 

While we’re waiting for the baristas to finish up what they were doing she turns around and asks me “Did you order?” 

So I say, “No, I’m waiting.”  She looks at me for a second then just turns around and stays there.

Then, after I get my beverage I sit down to study and her idiot kid proceeds to run around the store screaming.

Nice.

- HG

Indiana Jones and the Quest for the Salad Spinner

Sunday, July 13th, 2008

My friend and I decided to do some shopping in the town of East Hampton last weekend. We went into the General Home Store and we were immediately bumbarded by the obnoxious owner. I said that I was just looking for a simple salad spinner, because our rental house was lacking one. Instead of bringing me straight to the place where the salad spinners were, he decided to give my friend and I a complete tour of the overly crowded store.

Not only was there tons of merchandise, but there was barely any walking space. When we asked him for a salad spinner, it felt like we were shown every product in the store that began with the letter S.

My friend and I kept exchanging looks like, “What is WRONG with this guy?” After almost a half hour of being dragged around the store, and pushed to buy every product, he finally gave us the salad spinner we were looking for (and on top of all this, it was outrageously overpriced).

This man was the most obnoxious person I have ever met and needs to get a grip and realize he’s a terrible salesman.

- ED

Frick and Frack Haze The Starbucks Barista

Saturday, July 12th, 2008

Every summer my husband and I (and now daughter) take a day trip from our home in Center Moriches to the east end for some beach time, photo opportunities and delicious lobster roll sammies. Last year was no different and part of our trip included an a.m. jolt of caffeine from the Southampton Starbucks. My DH and daughter stayed in the car while I went in and got our drinks. I ordered and went to the counter to receive them when I noticed these 2 men berating the barista while their drinks were being made.

“Is that SOY milk?”

“Did you make that EXTRA HOT?”

Yelling and eye-rolling abounds! I felt so bad for the guy. When they finally got their drinks (and not a thank you to be heard) they stopped at the self serve area. I received my beverages, said my thank you and we shared a momentary I KNOW!! moment about frick and frack.

I wound up leaving the same time as them (and do you THINK they held the door??? Um, NO.) and they saw me getting into our vehicle.

One says to the other. “Look, a Jeep Commander” (they were getting into another Jeep) and the other one goes “Ew, it’s an 06!”

Oh, well excuuuuuse us. I’m not sure if they were rude locals or rude tourists but it was just an obnoxious experience to be a witness to.

- LP

Assertiveness Training

Friday, May 23rd, 2008

I am a local from Water Mill but now go to school in the city. I go to Citarella when I’m home and if any of the city people try to cut me I tell them to go fu*k themselves. When I used to live out there full time and work the summer jobs I would take shit like a slave, you locals need to stop bitching and step it up.

All the people who come out there are p*ssies they aren’t going to fight you-you just need to let them know.

Cromers is the worst because everyone has a hard time figuring out the rocket science that is line formation- and I always see locals getting pushed around in there then crying about it outside. If you continue to let them keeping cutting you, guess what they are going to just keep cutting they don’t give a sh!t.

-Local

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Pesky Local Teens Ruin City People’s Good Times

Tuesday, May 20th, 2008

So i’ve lived in East hampton all my life, and I have had my fair share of rude city people over my 15 years.

One day me and all of my friends were standing around in town and there was a party in one of the shops. my friend goes running by and accidentally kicks a glass of wine over. (that was sitting on the curb) I walk by politely and some city person looks over and practically yells how rude the locals were and that I should clean it up…first off we are outside. like what the hell you kidding me?

Also, what annoys the hell out of me, is that city people think that they own us. Sure they may have houses all over the world, but you are no better than us.

You come to OUR town, invade OUR space, respect the locals or you aren’t getting anything back.

- Local Girl

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Who’s really King at King Kullen?

Saturday, May 10th, 2008

I was in Bridgehampton at King Kullen. It was a Saturday in the middle of the summer…I was standing in line and said something to the cashier like “I need to remember to shop on weekdays instead of the weekends because there are so many people that come here for just the weekend in the summer. I’m just so used to shopping on the weekends like I do in the winter.”

And I was just kind of saying it as one local to another.

But then I heard the lady behind me say “Yeah…We (meaning people from the city) really wish you’d shop during the week days too.”

I thought she was joking! But when I turned around she was totally serious…! I didn’t know what to do! It was ridiculous.

- Sharon