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    When Customers Actually Give A Jam

    | Montpellier, France | Awesome Customers, Family & Kids, Top, Wild & Unruly

    (At the checkout counter, a mother and her son are behind an elderly lady in line. The kid keeps bumping on the elderly lady with their shopping cart.)

    Elderly Lady: “Excuse me, young lady, could you please tell your son to stop pushing your cart on me?”

    Mother: “No way! You must not upset children! That’s how they get traumatized!”

    (The mother indeed does nothing to stop her son. Suddenly, another customer—young man standing in line behind them—takes a jar of jam, opens it, and pours it on the mother’s head.)

    Mother: *shocked and dripping with jam* “Are you CRAZY? What the h*** are you doing?”

    Young Man: “Listen, lady. You see, I was also raised like this, with no limits. I did everything and whatever I wanted… and I still do!”

    (The mother quickly leaves the store with her son, angry and covered with jam. For the record, the elderly lady insisted to pay for the jam.)

    A Change In Atti-two-de

    , | Sacramento, CA, USA | Awesome Customers, Money, Top

    (I am working the register where a customer has just paid with a bunch of two dollar bills. Just to be sure we can take them, I ask my manager, who says yes. Upon hearing this, the customer starts making fun of me.)

    Customer: “Haha! Haven’t you ever seen a $2 bill before?! Aren’t you a real American? I’ve never seen anyone who doesn’t know what a $2 bill is. Haha!”

    Me: “I’m… I’m sorry, sir.”

    (The customer then proceeds to get the rest of the line behind him to laugh at me. I am humiliated and stewing by this point, but send him on his way, smiling the whole time. Later, I’m in the back room counting the money in my register into the safe for the end of my shift. My manager comes into the back to talk to me.)

    Manager: “There’s a customer at the front counter who wants to talk to you.”

    (I go out there and it’s the $2 bill customer from earlier. I’m bracing myself for round two when this happens.)

    Customer: “I just wanted to say I’m really sorry for making fun of you earlier. It wasn’t right. I was in a bad mood and I took it out on you, and you didn’t deserve it.”

    Me: “It’s okay, sir.”

    Customer: “No, it isn’t. You were just trying to do your job and I embarrassed you. That’s not okay. I’m very sorry. Buddies?”

    Me: “Buddies.” *we shake hands*

    (After I got off work he told me some of the history of $2 bills. When he left he said, “Don’t let them get to you!” He comes in almost every day now, and it’s always nice to see him!)

    A Rude A-Blabbering

    | Massachusetts, USA | At The Checkout, Awesome Customers, Money, Top

    (I’m ringing out a customer who is blabbing away on their cellphone.)

    Me: “Your total is $13.47.”

    Customer: *throws her card on the counter and continues blabbing*

    Me: “Will that be debit or credit?”

    Customer: *no answer*

    Me: “Will that be debit or credit?”

    Customer: *no answer*

    Me: “Will that be debit or credit?”

    Customer: *no answer*

    (I put the card back in front of her and wait. Eventually, she realizes I’ve stopped and speaks to me.)

    Customer: “What’s the problem?”

    Me: “I was trying to ask if you you would like debit or credit, but you wouldn’t give me an answer.”

    Customer: “That’s probably because I’m on the phone having a conversation! God! Debit!”

    Me: “Okay, please enter your PIN number and hit the green button when you’re done.”

    Customer: *ignores me and starts blabbing away on her phone again*

    (I ask for her PIN a few more times, but after about 30 seconds the credit card machine automatically cancels the transaction since no PIN number has been entered.)

    Customer: “Now what’s the problem?”

    Me: “I asked you to enter your PIN number a few times, but the machine timed out. I’m going to need to swipe your card again.”

    Customer: *throws the card at me*

    Me: “Okay, please enter your PIN number and hit the green button when you’re done.”

    (Once again, she isn’t paying attention. The machine times out. I put the card back on the counter in front of her and ask the next customer behind her if they are ready to be cashed out. The next customer approaches the counter and places her items down.)

    Customer: “UMM, EXCUSE ME?! YOU’RE WAITING ON ME! ”

    Me: “No, ma’am. I’ve been trying to wait on you for several minutes but until you finish your phone call, I will not be able to complete your transaction.”

    Customer: *to her cellphone* “Can you believe this? I’m being refused service because Im on my phone. This is bulls***!” *to me* “YOU ARE EXTREMELY RUDE!”

    (Fed up, the next customer speaks up on my behalf.)

    Next Customer: “YOU’RE calling the cashier rude? You’re the one who has been holding up the line. The poor girl was trying to get you to enter your PIN for 5 minutes while you blurted out your personal business in front of a bunch of strangers. You need to learn some manners!”

    Customer: *blushes and walks out of the store without her items*

    Mistaken Slips Can Lead To Lucky Tips

    | Westhoughton, UK | At The Checkout, Awesome Customers, Money, Top

    Me: “Good morning. How can I help you today?”

    Regular Customer: “Oh, the usual… some cigarettes, a newspaper and a scratch card, please.”

    (I scan her stuff through.)

    Regular Customer: “Oh, and can I also have a 7 line lucky dip for tonight, please?”

    (I print off a ticket.)

    Me: “That will be £20.71, please.”

    Regular Customer: “What?!”

    Me: “£20.71, please.”

    Regular Customer: “I refuse to pay that. You are trying to con me out of some money. I’ve always suspected you were trying to rob me!”

    (The manager notices and comes over.)

    Manager: “Is something wrong?”

    Regular Customer: “This b**** is robbing me of my money. How can all this come to twenty quid?”

    Manager: “Erm, what day do you think it is today?”

    Regular Customer: *scoffs* “Wednesday!”

    Manager: “Actually, it’s Tuesday.” *points to a newspaper*

    Regular Customer: “Oh my God, I’m so sorry! It’s not the Lotto tonight, it’s the Euromillions, isn’t it?”

    (FYI: 1 Euromillions line costs £2, whereas 1 Lotto line costs £1.)

    Me: “That is completely understandable. Considering it is before 8 am, I reckon I’ll forgive you. Would you like me to refund and print you off one for tomorrow?”

    Regular Customer: “Oh no, I’ll give this one a go. You never know!”

    (When I went in for my next shift, my boss handed me an envelope. I was surprised to find a card from the customer apologizing. The best bit? She won a small amount on that ticket and gave me half of it!)

    Honesty Is The Sweetest Policy

    | Robeline, LA, USA | Awesome Customers, Bigotry, Criminal/Illegal, Family & Kids, Language & Words, Top

    (An Hispanic woman and her son, who is about six, come into the store. The mother gets the little boy a soda and he grabs a candy bar. Note: they are standing in the middle of our candy aisle, which I don’t have a completely clear view of.)

    Little Boy: “Mama, can I have this? I’ve been good!”

    Mother: *in English* “No, put it back. I don’t have the money for it and the soda.” *in Spanish* “Just put it in your pocket. She will never know.”

    Little Boy: “No!”

    Mother: *in Spanish* “That stupid b**** will never know! She can’t see you from there!”

    Me: “Excuse me, ma’am?”

    Mother: *innocently smiles* “Yes?”

    Me: *in Spanish* “The stupid b**** speaks Spanish.” *in English* “So, if you’re smart, you’ll either put the candy bar on the counter with the soda, or put it back. It’s your choice.”

    (The mother puts the candy bar back, pays for the drink, and then walked out. The little boy lags behind and approaches the counter by himself.)

    Little Boy: *shakes his head* “I don’t know why mama thinks white people don’t know Spanish.” *whispers* “That’s racist!” *normal volume* “Don’t worry, when we get home Daddy and I will put Mama in time-out for being bad and saying a dirty word!”

    (The kid made my day, so I bought him the candy bar for being honest and so adorable!)

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