Hollywood Video
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I have never in my life been so insulted, as a customer trying to give my money to a business, as I was this evening at the Hollywood Video in Pahrump, Nevada. I should have known something was up when a young kid with a bicycle held the door for me on the way in and asked if I had any spare change. Anyway, I was there for the movie my wife asked me to bring home, and call me crazy but I figure that if I see a 6' x 4' WALL of Hellboy II and I grab one of the many boxes to take to the counter, I assume its in stock. So, I'm waiting in line with my video boxes... there are 2 cashiers, and 3 groups in front of me, so I know it is going to be awhile. I see a couple of other workers milling about putting up decorations and I wonder why they aren't with customers if there's such a big line. As I am waiting, I notice that the Maximum Capacity sign is hung upside down. Odd. Then, I'm next in line just as a couple of young girls come in the front door, and I hear the kid ask them for change from my place in line. A worker, who I later discovered was the store manager, was hanging decorations right in front of the door, so I know he heard it, and I suppose that's fine. I just didn't realize that store managers were so lenient towards beggars outside their door. The girls who just came in stopped by the counter at the door, chatted with the cashier and then she walked away to go help them, leaving me unattended in line. Before I got too miffed, another employee did come over and help me at the register. I asked for the two-movie discount package with the popcorn and all that extra junk. That's when she tells me that Hellboy II is out of stock. Wait, what? I looked around and noticed all sorts of weird details while I was waiting, the upside down capacity sign, the fact that there's only nine days until the Batman Dark Knight release... if there had been a sign stating that Hellboy II was "OUT OF STOCK" I would have noticed it. Naturally, after being kept waiting by the previous cashier, I'm not in a great mood when I ask, "Why didn't someone tell me that ten minutes ago instead of making me wait in line all this time?" Almost without hesitation at the raised voice, the guy decorating the front stands up and intervenes, stating that the Hellboy II box that I grabbed from the shelf very clearly is marked "Display Copy Only." Okay. I get it, but that just means that there is no DVD in the box, and I assume (wrongly, it turns out) that I have to take the box up to the front and they will get me the video from behind the counter. I then argue that "Display Box Only" does not mean the same thing as "Out of Stock" and that there should be a way for customers to know if a movie is in stock before waiting in a god-awful line like they had. He answers that I have to look for the UPC barcode on a box that is otherwise identical to the others except that it doesn't say "Display box only." Now, before I go on, I want to clarify that I never threatened anyone or called anyone any names or otherwise insulted anyone at the store throughout this experience. I said, "fine, whatever" and began to walk out of the building, frustrated but not truly angry. As the door was closing, I heard the manager say, loud enough for everyone to hear, "Jackass." I could not believe it. Here I am, trying to give this business cash money and yet as I leave, I am insulted publicly by the store manager. That was it. I could not allow this to pass. Snickering at me afterwards in the employee lounge or after closing when no one is around to hear, fine, but public humiliation? No, I refuse to allow that. So I went back in and confronted the manager (Jeff is his name) more defiantly than ever, and more loudly, of course. If I was difficult before in my ignorance of the intricacies of Hollywood Video code-phrases and rental policies, now I would be a nightmare. Then he threatened to have me removed by the police if necessary! Calmly now, I asked if I had insulted him in any way. Of course he had no answer, because I had done no such thing. Then he claimed that I yelled at his employee, which I hadn't done. All I said was, "I wish you could have told me that ten minutes ago" in frustration before he jumped in and aggravated the situation with his attitude. Never once did I escalate the conflict beyond a civil debate over out of stock notices. When I demanded an apology for calling me a jackass, he demanded that I apologize to his employee for raising my voice with her. Note that I did not reprimand the clerk personally, I simply complained about a store policy, which is my right as a customer. If you called someone a jackass in a bar, you might expect to be knocked in the teeth right then and there, whereas I was only asking for an apology. Well, a few minutes later, three police officers showed up to escort me out of the store. I wasn't yelling, cursing or insulting anyone at all. I simply demanded an apology from