This has been an interesting read...taken a couple days to sort through it all...with lots of head-shaking, head-nodding, eyes-rolling, chuckling, mutters of 'Good grief, Charlie Brown!', etc..
Having worked at our LHS in the Trains department for the past 15 years since retiring from my first career, I can relate to some of it, I can be introspective about some of it, I can say I've experienced some of it....in other retail stores.
But retailing a hobby shop (NOT as the owner....just as a part-timer with 65+ years of experience willing to share with others) has a behind-the-counter perspective in addition to the in-front-of-the-counter perspective. Some of the responses above mention that. And, yes, when you are behind the counter, the customer is 'king/queen' and your own problems were parked outside the door when you arrived...or so it should be.
It would be fun, though, to hear this topic from a behind-counter-perspective, ONLY. IOW, I'd love to hear the stories of memorable customers, their questions, their attitudes, their idiosyncrasies, ....the nicknames and pet names by which regular customers have been dubbed in celebration thereof!..., their demands, their arguments, their unique ways of expressing....um...."appreciation" for your help, etc., etc., etc.. Yep, it would be a real hoot to convene an exclusive meeting of us 'counter-intelligence' folks to share our stories. You know, "Chicken Soup for the Hobby Shop Retailer's/Owner's Soul" sort of thing.
And it would cover all ages...from cute kids in a stroller who make eye contact with you and return your smile with an ear-to-ear grin and bashful turn that melts your worst day into mush, to the older dude who parks irresponsibly in the driveway...not a designated parking space...in his late-model Corvette, confronts you while talking/arguing with someone somewhere through his Bluetooth earphone-gizmo-gadget, lets you know he's in a hurry, holds a less-than-$15 item in his hand, and sez (While simultaneously conversing with someone somewhere) 'Can you do any better on this price....I can get it cheaper at XYZ!'.
We smile...and methodically complete the transaction.
The responsive felonious imagination runs amok, of course.
The young's lesson from today's older parent? A young couple came through the door with an excited toddler in tow. Dad was on an R/C mission and headed off to the right. The boy wanted to go to the left down the aisle to the Trains Department to play at the Thomas set up or watch our G/O/HO display layouts run. (We run them by request) Mom sez to his eager request, 'Go ask that man if he'll turn the trains on for you! I'll be over here with your dad!' The young lad walks up, looks me in the eye and sez, 'Will you turn the trains on?'
So, reflecting my own upbringing and trying to encourage the lad on good etiquette I simply ask back......"Sure, what's the magic word?'
Bad, bad, bad mistake!
The boy stares back, hesitates for a minute, turns and runs back to his mom yelling, 'Mom, mom, mom, mom!! The man won't turn the trains on without the magic word! What's the magic word, mom?!!' Mom scowls, grabs the kid's hand and replies angrily 'Just stay here with me and your dad. Apparently they don't want to run the G_d D___d trains for you today!!' Ah, such 'train'-ing for the next generation of hobbyists.
Yep, THAT's an exclusive group I could spend several nights around a pot-bellied stove...or a big table at a micro-brewery...sharing stories with!!....fellow retailers.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch....
KD