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    This Customer Is Alright

    | Lexington, KY, USA | At The Checkout, Awesome Customers, Bad Behavior

    (Note: I am the shift supervisor. We’re very busy, and I’m on my way to help a customer find something when one of my coworkers stops me.)

    Coworker: “[My name], how long can we hold things for customers?”

    Me: “We can probably hold that until the end of the day tomorrow.”

    Customer #1: “I need you to hold this until Monday.” (Note: it’s currently Friday.)

    Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but I can’t do that. Store policy is that we can only hold things until the end of business on the same day, so I’m already bending the rules by holding it for an extra day.”

    Customer #1: “But I need you to hold it until Monday! You’re having a big sale starting Monday, and I want this at the sale price!”

    Me: “Again, I’m very sorry, ma’am, but I simply can’t hold it that long.”

    Customer #1: “That’s terrible! You should hold it for me!”

    Me: “I’m sorry, I really can’t. Excuse me, please; I need to go help this woman who has been patiently waiting for me.” *to Customer #2* “What can I help you with?”

    (As Customer #2 and I start walking away, she speaks to me.)

    Customer #2: “Man, what a b**** that woman was!”

    Me: *stifling a laugh* “I would never say that.”

    Customer #2: “Well, I’m another customer, so I can say it!”

    Full Of Holiday Sneer

    | Washington, DC, USA | At The Checkout, Awesome Customers, Bad Behavior, Food & Drink, Money, Themed Giveaway

    (I am a customer at a convenience store buying coffee. Since the holidays are very near, I want to do something nice. There is an older gentleman behind me, about 65 years old, with two cups of coffee.)

    Me: *to the cashier* “I’ll pay for his, too.”

    Cashier: *smiles* “Okay, that’ll be $[price].”

    (I pay, and then the man walks up to pay.)

    Cashier: “It was taken care of, sir.”

    Man: “No, no, no, why? Here, I need to pay for this.”

    Me: “I got it for you. Happy holidays!”

    Man: *scowls* “Who do you think you are, some kind of good Samaritan? I can buy my own coffee.”

    Me: “…I guess I was only trying to be nice…”

    Man: “Well, I don’t want it!”

    He Isn’t Leaving, But She Had Better

    | Devon, England, UK | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids, Top

    (I’m looking after my friend’s little girl so she can have a day to herself and relax. As we are in town, I go into work so I can check when I’m next working, then have a drink. The girl sees a kid she goes to nursery with. So, I let her go say hello, whilst keeping an eye on her of course. Next thing I know, my friend’s girl is by my side crying.)

    Girl: *points to a random older woman* “That woman said you’re going to leave me.”

    Me: “What have you been saying to my kid?”

    Woman: “Only the truth. All you young guys are the same. You all leave when you’ve—”

    Me: “Okay, you can shut it right there. Now she may not be mine biologically, but I love her like she was my own flesh and blood. More then you could ever imagine. And like h*** am I going to let some insignificant low life like you poison her mind to think otherwise, do you understand me?”

    Woman: *stares back in shock*

    Me: “I said do you understand me?”

    Woman: “Y-yes.”

    (Next, I turn to the little girl, who I’ve picked up by now.)

    Me: “Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere. Now, who’s my little bumble?”

    Girl: “I am. Love you Uncle!” *kisses me on the cheek*

    Children Of The Candy Corn

    | Kansas City, MO, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Family & Kids, Food & Drink

    (I notice a mother has three children with her; the youngest (and only boy) is about eleven. As I am ringing up her groceries, the boy is looking at a rather large bag of candy on the belt.)

    Me: “Did you find everything alright today ma’am?”

    Customer’s Son: “Mom! Get me some candy!”

    (As he says this, the son starts grabbing candy bars from a display and puts them on the belt.)

    Customer: “I already bought you a bag of candy.”

    Customer’s Son: “I WANT SOME CANDY!”

    Me: “Sorry, your mother said you couldn’t have any.”

    Customer’s Son: “Shut up!”

    (I ignore him and as the candy comes down the belt, I take it off, intending to put it back. However, the son sees me do this.)

    Customer’s Son: “Hey! Stop that! I want that candy!” *turns to his mother* “Make her stop! Make her give me the candy!”

    Customer: “I just bought you a big bag of candy!”

    (This exchange goes on for a while, and finally the mother caves and I reluctantly ring up the candy. I begin to bag it as the boy goes through the bags, grabbing the large bag of candy, hugging it to his chest, and running out of the store.)

    Me: “I normally don’t give opinions on kids, but he could have at least helped you carry out the bags.”

    Customer: “Oh, he’s the only boy in our family. We have to spoil him and he knows it!” *leaves*

    Chat Up Knock Down

    | LA, USA | Bad Behavior, Rude & Risque, Top

    (My boyfriend, who is 5’9″ and 175 lbs. of lean muscle, has come to visit me at work. He’s standing across the counter from me when a customer walks in. Not wanting to be in the way, he moves to stand near our fountain drink. The customer walks up to the counter and gives me a lecherous smirk.)

    Customer: “How you doin’ hot stuff? You sure are fine.”

    Me: *rolls eyes* “I’m not interested. I have a boyfriend, and he’s—”

    Customer: “Yeah, sure. I’ll bet he’s a p****. I’ll show you a real man.”

    Me: “I’ll have you know my boyfriend was in the Army and is an MMA fighter, so—”

    Customer: “That don’t mean s***! Give me your number and I’ll show you what a real man can do for you.”

    (I realize I’m not going to get through to this customer, so I sigh and look over to my boyfriend.)

    Me: “Babe, will you please explain to him that I know what a real man is, and what a real man can do?”

    (Hearing this, my boyfriend stands up straight, smirks, and cracks his knuckles.)

    Boyfriend: “Gladly, baby girl. I was wondering when you were going to let me step in.”

    Customer: *pales* “Oh, uh, never mind!” *runs out of the store*

    Boyfriend: *laughs* “Good thing he didn’t know I need a knee replacement, huh?”


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