Certain things about working in retail for a certain furniture company from Sweden.
Customers who ask for directions to another part of the store, then proceed to walk off as you are still explaining the way to get there, only to return five minutes later because they got lost.
Customers who have seen an item in the showroom that they want to buy in the warehouse, only to tell you that they didn't happen to make a note of the name, or aisle in which the item is located, despite their being several tags pointing this out on the display, but expect you to know where it is because they give a vague description. 'Where do you keep the brown bedside tables?'
Back to directions. Customers who ask for the quickest way to get back upstairs, so you explain the route back through the warehouse to the lifts, only to have them complain that there isn't a more immediate route through the ceiling. It's my fault for not being Doctor Strange, I can't suddenly open a portal back to the f**king cushion covers!
Customers who ask where the trolleys are when they have pretty much reached the exit, despite the fact that they have walked past seven trolley stations along the way.
General complaints
'I didn't think this was going to be heavy.' Right, you didn't think three wardrobes made of wood were going to be heavy.
'Where is aisle twenty four?' It's just down this way, on your right hand side. 'And aisle twenty seven?' A little further down. 'It's confusing in here isn't it?' Only if you don't know how f**king numbers work.
'I didn't know I had to pick all of this up myself.' You're in the Self Serve Warehouse.
These are obvious first world complaints, but it's still bloody annoying
