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    A Sizeable Problem

    | CA, USA | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests, Extra Stupid

    (I work in a high-end retail store. It is very well known and we carry a lot of high end clothing brands. There are a few different types of sizing. It is incredibly busy and I have a ton of things in my hands. I have an injury so I shouldn’t be carrying this much.)

    Customer: “Hi. Can you help me?”

    Me: “One moment, please. My hands are completely full. I will be back in just one moment, though.”

    (I drop the merchandise in a dressing room and come back out and she blocks my way, speaking just two inches from my face.)

    Customer: “I need to try this on now! You have weird sizes and this is the only one my size!”

    (I look at the size and her and clearly she will not fit in the item.)

    Me: “Oh, this company runs very small. Can I grab another size for you? The four might be a little tight.”

    Customer: “No, I am a four.”

    Me: “If you usually wear a four dress size, you might still want to go up a couple of sizes. This brand runs very small.”

    Customer: “No. A four is extra large and I don’t think they make any bigger!”

    Me: “Oh, no. [Brand] is sized using dress sizes such as two, four, six, eight, ten. A four is the dress size.”

    Customer: “No, it is not.”

    Me: “Yes, ma’am, it is.”

    Customer: “No, you are wrong. It is one, two, three, four.  Four is extra large.”

    Me: “I am sorry, ma’am, I know that some companies do use that sizing and others use the dress size and many jeans are actually in inches. The shirt you have is [Brand] and they use dress sizes.”

    Customer: “No, they don’t. You have no idea what you are talking about! You are wrong! You are too young to know anything! You are wrong. A four is XL!”

    (I am 28 but I have been selling this brand since I was 14.)

    Me: “Okay. Go ahead and try the four.”

    (I walked away. The customer tried it on and then told us it is sized wrong.)

    The Sweet Taste Of Karma

    | Milford, CT, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Bizarre, Rude & Risque

    (I am a hostess at a restaurant. There is a regular who comes in with a woman, and the two of them seem to be in their 70s, although the woman seems more like his sister or caregiver than his wife. The man walks with a cane, and is constantly hitting on every woman he sees in the restaurant, to the point where a few of the servers get a little creeped out. On this day, the man has been hitting on everyone like normal, and right before he walks out, he stops at a jar of candy we have at the host stand near a sign that says, ‘guess how many candies and win!’)

    Old Woman: “Those aren’t for eating, they’re for guessing.”

    Old Man: *to me* “What do I get if I win?”

    Me: “You win the jar of candy.”

    Old Man: “Can I win the person who put the candy IN the jar instead?” *winks*

    Me: “… Well, if you really want to, sure.”

    Old Man: *gives me a huge, creepy grin*

    Me: “That would be our manager. [Male Manager's Name].”

    Old Man: *drops smile completely* “Oh. Never mind.” *leaves*

    Overly Expressing Herself

    | Pittsburgh, PA, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests

    (I am the cashier for the express lane of the store. The express lane has a clearly posted sign that says twelve items or fewer. Unfortunately, a lot of customers come through with as many as twenty items. I still check them out, but I ask them to take larger orders to the regular checkout lanes in the future. In this case, a woman brings about 20 items through my lane.)

    Me: “Ma’am, in the future, if you have more than 12 items, please go to one of the regular lanes.”

    Customer: “No.”

    Me: “No?”

    Customer: “Express is faster.”

    (I just stare at her as she pays for her groceries and leaves.)

    Next Customer: “No shame.”

    Me: “Yeah…”

    Arabian Plights

    | Sunrise, FL, USA | Bad Behavior, Language & Words

    (I am of Middle Eastern heritage, and I speak fluent Arabic, but because of my Western name and lighter complexion, I often get mistaken for a Caucasian man. I am working on the store’s stock team, running trolleys to the store’s grocery department. A customer in a hijab stops to ask me a question.)

    Customer: “Excuse me. I am looking for some [spice I've never heard of].”

    Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am. I’ve never heard of that before. I can tell you what aisle it might be on, but not if we have it. Why don’t you ask my associate over there? He’s far more familiar with this department than I am.”

    (I point to my coworker, who is about 15 feet away.)

    Customer: “Okay. I will, then.”

    (The customer proceeds to mutter various insults and curse words in Arabic as she looks around the aisle. About a minute of this in, I decide to respond.)

    Me: *in Arabic* “You know, it’s really shameful and cowardly when a grown woman, especially one in a hijab, is insulting a worker half her age in a language she thinks he doesn’t understand. Some representative of our culture you are!”

    Customer: *in Arabic, sputtering* “You speak Arabic?”

    Me: *in English* “No, I just said that specific statement to throw you off.”

    (The customer turned bright red with embarrassment, left her cart behind, and exited the store.)

    Abuse With The Shoes

    | England, UK | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests

    (I work on the children’s department of a shoe store. We ask customers to take a ticket when they come in so everyone can be seen to in the order they arrived. There are three other staff members available to come serve customers if it gets busy.)

    Manager: “Can you go check everyone’s ticket numbers and make sure the ticket counter is up to date?”

    (There are four sets of customers on the floor. I explain to each that I am checking the numbers to see which order they are to be served in. They all politely show me their number and wait their turn. I’m asking the third customer when the fourth approaches me.)

    Me: “I’m just checking the ticket numbers. May I see yours?”

    Customer #3: “Of course. Here you—”

    Customer #4: “I want this shoe in a five.”

    (She proceeds to shove a children’s boot into my hand and stare at me. I don’t see a ticket in her hand or a child with her and assume she just wants to take a pair without fitting.)

    Me: “Okay, I’ll call one of my colleagues from the back to get you these as I’m currently sorting out the customers with tickets.”

    (She looks angrily at me, grabs the boot, slams it back down on the shelf where she found it and proceeds to storm past me towards the door.)

    Customer #4: “This is horrid customer service! You should be ashamed! You’ve lost a customer and you’ve lost a sale!!”

    (I stand there speechless and confused then look towards the third customer again.)

    Customer #3: “I don’t know what just happened either.”

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