Radio Shack: Of Batteries and Zip Codes
Fort Worth-based Radio Shack has long been one of those annoying companies that want your zip code when you buy stuff. But word comes through a departed and missed former D Empire employee that one of their outlets in Jackson, Mississippi, wouldn’t accept cash from a customer without his home address. Kudos to the Radio Shack home office, though. The would-be customer dashed off an email to the corporate headquarters and quickly got a $20 gift certificate and an apology from Radio Shack.
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When I was an RS store employee (more than 10 years ago…), turning away business because they wouldn’t give you their address was a quick way to get fired.
I suspect that’s about to be a former manager who wouldn’t take cash without an address…
Good they did something about it.
More troubling is how banks are now asking highly personal questions saying they are using “public information” to put such questions together.
How is someone I went to college with 20 years ago “public information” or how is an address where I lived 15 years ago “public information” that someone can obtain without something like my SSN?
There was this cute girl at World Market that asked for my address when I bought a case of wine. I first gave her my best 007 look and then asked, “well, what’s yours?”
Just give the Wick’s address when they ask!
Which one?
Those comments were pretty good on how to give fake addresses. Some gave Wrigley Field–1060 W. Addison, Chicago, IL 60613. Some gave the White House’s address. Some gave 22 Twain (pronounced two-two, not twenty-two), Schenektady, NY 12345. Pronounced ska-NECK-ta-dee. One guy suggested to give the store’s own address. They said many employees don’t catch it. All four ideas will be used in the future.
I’ve never been asked for my address but when they ask for my email or phone number, if it’s a girl, I tell her my girlfriend would be upset if I gave her my number. If it’s a guy, I just tell him I don’t swing that way and watch him get all flustered.
Living in San Antonio, I always give the address of the Dallas house where I grew up.
Radio Shack wants to track you; Best Buy thinks all its customers are thieves.
Wonderful world.
Container Store always asks for my phone number. I always gave them the same fake one until I got tired of doing it. When I refused to give my number a few months ago, the cashier got really bitchy (which was memorable since they’re usually so nice). Guess they’re under some kind of quota.
1313 Mockingbird Lane always tumbles out of my mouth in these instances.