>We have a lot of fun at work. Whether it’s Manager Dee picking her daily lunch and turning it into a Twitter hashtag (#wwdet) or Owner Jay sending out emails of ridiculous products we could never carry in the store, we laugh a lot at work. But in 10 years, there have been some moments that were funnier than others….
10: Igloolik: It’s a real place, in northern Canada, and back in 2005, at the very first Snod-Holiday party, we shipped a set of Cool Shooters to someone in Igloolik. For some reason, this made us laugh out loud during the entire night and lead us to Google-map it the next day, only to find nothing but a frozen white map. (OK, maybe you had to be there for that one)
9: Once, a customer we’ll call Barry, called the store after he left to nicely ask Snod-gal Nat to meet him at his hotel. He assured her he wasn’t married. She declined.
8: Snod-ka! Turns out, our staff likes to party, and drink. And they invented a drink called the Snod-ka. But it’s been a few years, and no one quite remembers the recipe….
7: The Flood of 2007, aka the time Manager Dee stepped out for one minute and came back to find Snod-Y had somehow managed to crack a large water jug for the filter and was standing ankle-deep in water.
6: It’s not rare to get a call at home from an employee saying they forgot their key and can’t open the store, but the all time funniest key story has to be the time Snod-Jess locked herself *IN* the store, but was too embarrassed to call us so she had the landlord come get her out. We still don’t understand how that happened.
5: Customers are always convinced we are A) a chain B) in another city. But the all-time most stubborn customer was the guy who told his friend we were a chain from Sweden and wouldn’t back down, even when Manager Dee assured him she knew the owners, had keys to our house and knew Mortimer Snodgrass the dog personally. Still, he was convinced we were a chain from Sweden.
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3: A lady walked into the St-Lambert store and handed me her small dog, apologizing for being late for her grooming appointment. I was confused, and told her the groomer used to be next door but had been closed for several months. She then spent a good 10 minutes arguing with me, the owner of the store, that in fact we did grooming, that she always groomed her dog there, and demanded that I give her the name and number of the owner. I kind of wished she would have called.
2: A few years back, we had a rather rowdy holiday party (wait, I see a theme here) and Jay bowed out early, leaving the Snod-girls to enjoy themselves. But when it came time to pay the small food but rather large bar tab, for some reason, all the credit cards got declined. I’m not sure who was more nervous: me or the restaurant owner! (it was a computer glitch, we paid, no worries!)
1: On the night of the opening party for the St-Paul location, we held a little gathering for friends and family. Half an hour after we left, late late at night, the alarm company called to say that the alarm went off on the back door. Jay was still in the car, driving Snod-Jenna home. They turned around and came back. And released a couple trapped in the courtyard behind the store. Apparently, they had been having a little bit of *private* time in the alley during the party!