Working
Security at an art museum can often make you feel like “the help”. Not just because
of the staff, who still believe there is a middle class left in this country,
but because of clueless guests. I have talked about dealing with the public
before, and they are not ALL bad, but there is a variety that irk me.
Some
of these hardcore artsy fartsy dicks have a tendency to talk AT you. Almost
with a demanding tone, a verbal snap of the fingers. “You’re not human, serve
me” it feels like they say when they just speak toward you as if you are
suppose to immediately be aware (or give a shit) that they need assistance.
Rest
assured because there is a definite way to handle the situation. I mean besides
walking away or not hearing them entirely thanks to your blutooth headset (link
to Survival Tools). No this method puts their ass right in place and does not
even require a single “fuck”. All you have to do is say “Hello! Good (whatever
time of day)! How can I help you!?”
Do
not shout that, but speak loudly and with emphasis, and put your hand up as if
motioning them to stop. Which you are; as in “shut the fuck up”. I guarantee it
will shock them and might even make them forget what they were gonna say. Even
better they might get so peved they will just walk away in a huff.
Not
only will it wake them up but it might remind them to use their supposed class
for their fellow humans instead of just for inanimate objects. Christ even the
most ignorant guests say “hello” or “excuse me” first. Though they do have that
“I hate your white skin” vibe when they do…
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