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    Manners Are Not Just For The Young

    | Birmingham, England, UK | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Top

    (I’m the only person in the queue for the self-service tills. A woman has finished scanning her items, but is still packing them. A man comes up behind me. I look young for my age, and am dressed casually as it’s my day off. I also have red streaks in my hair from a charity day the day before.)

    Customer: “Are you queuing?”

    Me: “Yes, I am.”

    Customer: *pointing at where the woman is* “Well, are you wanting that one or not?”

    Me: “I’m waiting for the woman to finish.”

    (Instead of waiting behind me as I expect, he pushes past, goes up to the woman’s till, and starts trying to scan things through. The system won’t let him as the woman hasn’t taken her bags yet. After a few unsuccessful attempts he barges back past me and rejoins the queue.)

    Customer: “F****** kids.”

    Me: “At least this f****** kid had the manners to wait until the lady was finished.”

    Customer: *blushes*

    A Mother Goes Out Of Her Way To Get In The Way

    | FL, USA | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids, Top

    (I’m about seven years old, shopping with my mom at the grocery store. My mother had stopped to look at something, and I am looking at a display in the center of the aisle. Out of nowhere, a very large old customer nearly rams her cart in to me.)

    Old Customer: “You better move out of my way, ’cause I ain’t movin’ for you.”

    Me: *terrified* “I’m sorry!”

    (I quickly run to my mom.)

    Me: “Mommy, I didn’t mean to! I moved as quickly as I could.”

    Mom: “You didn’t do anything wrong, but next time someone acts like that; don’t move. You tell them to ask politely.”

    Me: “Yes, ma’am.”

    (We finish our shopping, and then my mother takes off nearly in a run. She comes to a stop in front of a shopping cart. I see the rude customer.)

    Mom: “You better move out of my way, ’cause I ain’t movin’ for you.”

    Old Customer: “Excuse me?”

    Mom: “You heard me! How dare you act like that in public! How does it make you feel to talk to a seven-year-old that way?”

    Old Customer: “But he—”

    Mom: “If I ever see you treat my son like that again, you will have to answer to me. I bet you’re probably old and alone, if you’re that rude!”

    Old Customer: *walks away in a huff*

    RPG = Really Pretentious Gamer

    | PA, USA | Bad Behavior, Technology

    (It’s a slow day, and there are only two customers in the store. One of the customers, a friend of mine who’s 21, but looks like a high-schooler, comes to the counter with a copy of ‘Halo 4′.)

    Friend: “I’d like to buy this, please.”

    (Suddenly, the other customer, a guy in his mid-20s, runs up and attempts to rip the game out of my friend’s hands. My friend manages to leap back in time.)

    Friend: “Hey, man! What is your problem?”

    Customer: “What the f*** are you doing buying that s***? Little whiny b***y kids like you shouldn’t even be touching this!”

    Friend: “I’m 21, and even then you could just say that, and not try to grab it from me!”

    Customer: “Yeah, well, you shouldn’t be supporting Microsoft anyway! They’re fascist f***s ruining the industry with their generic frat boy s***! It’s a**-holes like you who only encourage them!”

    Me: “Okay, that’s enough! If you’re going to continue insulting my friend or his gaming preferences, I’m going to ask you to leave the store.”

    Customer: “Hmph! That a**-hole is no gamer! Real gamers play RPGs, not shallow generic First Person Shooters! I would’ve smashed that s*** and laughed in his face!”

    (As he storms out, he gives one last parting shot.)

    Customer: “When the second crash occurs, it’ll be on your hands!”

    Out Of Cigarettes, Out Of Patience, Out Of Luck

    | Anchorage, AK, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Top

    (My uncle works as a manager at a local gas station. I have just stopped by to drop him off a plate of food. I am on a first name basis with nearly all of the employees. I’m just finishing up a conversation with one of the clerks, when two customers walk up.)

    Clerk: “Welcome to [gas station]; what can I get for you today?”

    Customer #1: “Can I get a pack of [brand] cigarettes]?”

    Clerk: “I’m sorry, but it seems like we have run out of that specific brand. Can I get you something else?”

    Customer #1: “You always run out of the f***** cigarettes whenever I’m here!”

    Customer #2: “I told you this store was f***** ghetto! Let’s go somewhere else!”

    Customer #1: “This is bull-s***! Whenever I come to this f***** store, they always seem to be out of f***** cigarettes! Is it too much to ask that you guys actually keep cigarettes in stock!?”

    Clerk: “I’m sorry, but its been a busy weekend, and we have simply just run out. I could probably recommend another one of our gas stations nearby—”

    Customer #2: “We don’t need you to recommend s***! Get me your f**** manager right now!”

    (My uncle, who was helping out another customer, has heard the entire conversation. He comes to investigate.)

    Uncle: “What seems to be the problem?”

    Customer #1: “I’ll tell you what the problem is! Every time I come to this f***** store, you never have the brand of cigarettes I want! How hard is it to keep s*** stocked? This is why I don’t come to this ghetto-a** store!”

    Uncle: “Well, as my employee previously stated, we are all out of that particular brand. We are more than willing to sell you something else, or we can recommend one of our other locations, which is about a 10-minute drive away.”

    Customer #2: “We ain’t got no f***** time for this s***! Let’s get the f*** out of here. I hate this d*** store!”

    (They promptly storm out of the store. I walk up to the register to purchase my items.)

    Me: “Jeez, how hard is to take yourself to another store and buy your particular brand your looking for? I mean if it’s not here, then make things simple and move the h*** on! Don’t be a b**** about it!”

    Clerk: “We get it all the time, but we’ve just learned to tune it out.”

    Me: “It really isn’t necessary—”

    (Customer #1 storms back in the store.)

    Customer #1: “Which one of you said that? I heard what you said about me! Calling me a b****! I know it was you bad mouthing me!”

    (The customer starts pointing at the clerk.)

    Clerk: “I didn’t say anything about y—”

    Customer #1: “I heard what you said! Do you think I’m a stupid b****?! Give me your employee number; I’m going to write a letter to your corporate offices about this. I KNOW YOU SAID IT! I AM GONNA GET YOUR A** FIRED!”

    (I clear my throat, and tap the customer on the shoulder.)

    Me: “Actually, I said it!”

    (I’m pretty tall, at 6’2.)

    Customer #1: “What business is it of yours—”

    (The customer’s question trails off, and she turns and looks up at my face; her face pales.)

    Me: “I’ll tell you: it’s very much my business. You can find me in here almost every day, but it’s ignorant and stupid people like you that p*** me off! First off, it’s not this clerk’s fault that the cigarettes are out of stock. It’s not this store’s fault that they magically don’t have your particular brand of cigarettes every time you happen to come in. Furthermore, don’t you dare try and degrade this store. It treats all of its customers with respect, which is something in which you are OBVIOUSLY lacking. Another thing, if this store doesn’t have your cigarettes, “every time you come in”, then why don’t you just get a d*** clue and move on to the next store? No need for you to be raising all this h*** for nothing. As far as who said what, I made the comments about you being a b****, so if you wanna make something of it, then let’s step outside and I’ll be more than happy to kick your a**!”

    (The customer stutters, and hurries out of the store. The clerk high-fives me and my uncle treats me out to a movie and dinner later on that week!)

    Left A Stool In The Stall, Part 2

    | Leicestershire, England, UK | Bad Behavior, Bizarre, Health & Body

    (I work in a store that is particularly popular with the elderly. I am helping out with the changing rooms. A little old lady shuffles up to me without any clothes. I try not to look.)

    Me: “Oh! Uh… how did you… uh… find it, ma’am?”

    (The lady gives me an awkward smile, and potters off.)

    Coworker: “She’ll have left a mess in the room; go tidy up.”

    (As I near the empty changing room, an overpowering smell hits me. I slowly open the door to the room, revealing the sweet little old lady has ‘relieved’ her bowels in a corner of the room! Whilst I am standing there, gagging in shock, me coworker appears and sighs.)

    Coworker: “God-d*** it, again?!”

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