Customer: “You have to help me, I don‚Äôt know what to do!”

Me: “Calm down, ma‚Äôam. How can I help you?”

Customer: “My husband and I bought a big screen TV last week from this store.”

Me: “What‚Äôs the problem with it?”

Customer: “I want it out of my house! Is there anything you can do?”

Me: “Is it not functioning properly?”

Customer: “No. It works perfectly, that‚Äôs the problem. Every night, our house turns into a sports bar, all his friends come over to watch TV until 3 am and I can‚Äôt get any sleep! They eat all the food I cook, they broke my grandmother‚Äôs crystal vase and they spilled beer all over the rugs! I want my house back!”

Me: “Well, you know ma‚Äôam, you could always turn the tables.”

Customer: “What?”

Me: “You have girlfriends, right?”

(The woman’s face displays a grin of diabolical proportions.)

Customer: “You have DVDs here, right?”

Me: “Just over there…”

Customer: “Thank you very much for your help!”

(I took my break just after that and saw the woman carrying in her arms at least a dozen DVDs. Among them: the Sex and the City movie, Terms of Endearment, Sweet November, Steel Magnolias, Legally Blonde, Divine Secrets of the Yaya Sisterhood and even Gone with the Wind. Her husbands’ beer buddies never stood a chance.)