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    In Line And Out Of Line, Part 6

    | Chicago, IL, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Family & Kids

    ( am around five and I am at the grocery store with my dad. We are waiting in line and it is long because only a few registers are open. When we are next to be rung up a business lady defiantly walks in front of me and my dad and proceeds to unload her cart.)

    Me: “Hey, dad, that lady just budged us!”

    (To this my dad replied loudly enough for everyone around us to hear:)

    Dad: “Well, [My Name], it’s all right for her to do that because she is important. Far more important than we are. In fact, she probably works for the government and she has to cut in front of us because they need her to help save the world. So, don’t get angry that she walked in front of us like we didn’t exist because she’s way too important to the country to wait in line like a normal person. In fact, she probably doesn’t wait in line anywhere because lives could be lost if she doesn’t get her milk and eggs three minutes sooner.”

    (At this point the cashier has stopped ring her items up and everyone around us was watching. The woman turned to us, a mixture of annoyed and embarrassed.)

    Woman: “I, uh… You can go in front of me if you’d like…”

    (My dad holds up his hand.)

    Dad: “I would never, ma’am. Your time is far too important for us mere peasants to waste. You go off and keep protecting our country.”

    (She was completely red as she finished her purchase and walked out quickly.)

    Related:
    In Line And Out Of Line, Part 5
    In Line And Out Of Line, Part 4
    In Line And Out Of Line, Part 3

    No ID, No Idea, Part 16

    | Columbus, OH, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior

    (I’m working register as my shift starts when a teenaged couple walks in. The guy walks up, girl in tow.)

    Customer: “I’d like some cigarettes, please.”

    Me: “I’ll need to see your ID.”

    Customer: “SERIOUSLY?”

    Me: “Uh, yeah. State law, all that.”

    Customer: “Do I look like I’m under 18?”

    Me: “Well, you look under 30, and that’s really what we go by.”

    Customer: “Ugh, FINE. I’ll go out to the car and grab it. What a waste of time.”

    (He leaves to go grab his ID out of the car. His girlfriend looks rather embarrassed. He storms back in, and slams his ID on the counter.)

    Customer: “There. Can I buy my f****** smokes now?”

    (I check his ID. It’s legit.)

    Me: “Sir, you turned 18 three days ago.”

    Customer: “Well, duh, I know that.”

    Me: “My point is, you’re going to be asked for ID for a long time, so, you might wanna be ready for that.”

    Customer: “But I’m 18! Why would people ask me for my ID now?”

    Me: “Because it’s the law… Can I give you another tip, sir?”

    Customer: *sighs* “What?”

    Me: “If you don’t want to be carded for age-restricted purchases, you probably shouldn’t be wearing your high-school letterman jacket around. Doesn’t help your case.”

    (He looks down at himself and verifies that he is, indeed, gaudily labeled as a high school student. His girlfriend giggles. He takes a moment to gather his thoughts.)

    Customer: “Oh… well, okay. Thanks for the advice. Can I get some smokes, now?”

    Me: “Certainly.”

    Related:
    No ID, No Idea, Part 15
    No ID, No Idea, Part 14
    No ID, No Idea, Part 13

    Streets Ahead Of The Customer

    | LA, USA | Awesome Workers, Bad Behavior, Food & Drink

    (I am delivery driving pizza. My store has a 30-minute-or-less guarantee. I get a delivery order for E. 72nd St and head right over there with their order of a drink and a pizza. When I get to the address, I can’t find their house number. I call back to the store and verify the address. It comes back the same. I look some more… no luck. I call back again and they call back the person who placed the order who also verifies the same address. Still can’t find it! On a hunch I drive over to E. 72nd Road and find the guy. Note: this is NOT a nice neighborhood.)

    Customer: “You’re late! I want my order for free!”

    Me: “I can’t because you gave us the wrong address.”

    Customer: “Nope. I get it for free!”

    (He tries and tries to get me to give him the order for free, wasting my time.)

    Me: “Are you going to pay for this or not?”

    (He still insists on trying to talk me into giving it to him, so I flip open the pizza box, grab a slice, and start eating it right in front of him! I turn, get in my car, and head to the store. When I get there I tell my manager what I did, expecting to get chewed out.)

    Manager: *with a wink* “You’re going to have to pay for that order… Give me a dollar and don’t do that again.”

    (I thoroughly enjoyed that pizza and drink!)

    Not Showing Growth As A Person

    | PA, USA | Bad Behavior, Bizarre, Health & Body

    (I am a male with long hair. Sometimes when I feel like being a smart-a**, most of the time really, I end up having this conversation with other long haired men, in this case being a worker at a retail place. People tend to respond the same way, so it usually plays out the same way.)

    Me: “That long hair makes you look like a girl.”

    (The clerks features rapidly shift to annoyance, then confusion when they see my long hair, then anger.)

    Clerk: “Well, YOUR long hair makes you look like a girl, too!”

    Me: “No. No, it doesn’t. You see *points* I have a beard. So, my long hair makes me look look a dumba**. YOUR long hair makes you look like a girl.”

    Clerk: *stunned*

    Me: “Why don’t you have a beard?”

    Juggling Orders In Disorder

    | VA, USA | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests

    (I’m on the phone taking an order for a catered event. A customer approaches the counter. Despite my other coworkers who are mostly unoccupied, the customer seems intent on getting my attention, and the customer on the phone won’t let me get a word in to ask her to hold for a second.)

    Counter Customer: “Excuse me! I need you!”

    Me: *trying to get the attention of another worker* “Someone will help you in a second.” *to the phone* “I’m sorry, could you repeat that last part, ma’am…”

    Counter Customer: “No! I need you to help!”

    Me: *points to phone* “I’m helping another customer right now. Someone will be right over.”

    Counter Customer: “NO! YOU HELP!”

    (At this point, I turn away to take the order on the phone. Suddenly, the customer comes behind the counter, snatches the phone from me and hangs it up.)

    Counter Customer: “You help me NOW!”

    Me: *exasperated* “Please go back around the counter, ma’am. What was it you needed?”

    Counter Customer: “I didn’t get a cup for my drink. ”

    (After sending her on her way, I call the other customer back.)

    Me: “I am so sorry about that we got disconnected, ma’am. How many people are you serving again?”

    Phone Customer: “I think I’m going to take my business elsewhere. It was very rude and unprofessional of you to hang up on a customer. If you didn’t want to take my order, you could have just said!” *click*

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