(I’m stacking shelves next to the chip display when this happens. Note: The display is very large thus hard to miss.)

Customer: “Hi, I was wondering if you could help me?”

Me: “Of course. What can I do for you, ma’am?”

Customer: “I was wondering what aisle the chips are in?”

(I’m a little stunned, as she is standing right next to them.)

Me: “Um, just right there.” *points to chips*

Customer: “No! I asked what AISLE they were in.”

Me: “Um, ma’am you’re standing right—”

Customer: “FOR F***’S SAKE! CAN YOU PLEASE JUST TELL ME WHAT AISLE THE CHIPS ARE IN?”

Me: “A-Aisle 7.”

Customer: “Thank you! Now was it really that hard?”

(The customer arrives back at the display a few minutes later.)

Customer: *grabs chips* “You could have f***ing told me I was standing right f***ing next to them! HONESTLY! What is this world coming to?!”

Me: *speechless*

Related:
Aisle Always Need Directions, Part 3
Aisle Always Need Directions, Part 2
Aisle Always Need Directions