So yesterday I mentioned I walked up on the tail-end of a fight. Well here’s what happened. One of my coworkers (we’ll call her T) was in the back with her client. Apparently she discovered the client was working and as a result the clients’ benefits were reduced to $10/mo. Well the client got pissed and told her to close the cases then started going OFF cussing T out. T finishes the closing all the cases, per the clients request all the while the client is still talking shyt.
So once everything was over, T and starts escorting the client out of the interview room. They joined up at the end of the aisle, but instead of walking side by side or following T out of the interview room. The client walks up to her and bumps her. Now T can’t be any taller than 5′ even and the client is this big burly bytch! So the bump makes T stumble. So T pushes her back. By this time, they are both yelling and screaming like banshees. You bet not push me! You pushed me 1st! Call security! Bitch this! Bitch that!
Top flight brings his ass out there and separates them. T is about to cry and is telling the ladies in reception to call her supervisor. The client is standing there chilling with a smug look on her face b/c she has just PUNKED a grown ass woman.
They filed incident reports (T and the client), the client is sent on her way and T is left in the lobby defending her actions.
Can I just say one thing?
LET a client (male or female) touch me in an aggressive manner… Please know that my gut reaction will be to KNOCK THEM DA FUK OUT! I promise it will take the whole Top Flight fleet to get me off their ass. Some of these clients come in here thinking they can do and say what they want, but I pray they never look at the skirt and heels and think I’m a punk. I didn’t survive New Orleans and the Lower 9th Ward by being a punk.