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    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?”

    Reaching Breaking Point

    | Kahului, HI, USA | Bad Behavior

    (I’m taking a half-hour break. Due to company policy, I am not allowed to go back on the clock until a full half-hour has passed. After checking and seeing that I still have another five minutes before I can get back to work, I attempt to go back to the break room when a customer flags me down.)

    Customer: “Excuse me, I’d like to cash out and go. There’s no one at the register, so can you please take care of it?”

    Me:“I’m sorry for the inconvenience. I’m actually on my break right now, but I can definitely go and grab someone who can do it for you if you’ll just wait a moment.”

    Customer: “But it’ll take only a minute. Why can’t you do it?”

    Me: “Legally if I’m on my break, I cannot do any work. But as I said, I can get someone quickly who will be more than capable of helping.”

    Customer: “That’s fine.”

    (I go and retrieve my manager, who is more than happy to go and help them. I return after five minutes to clock back in when I see the customer red-faced and shaking with rage. When she sees me, she points at me and screams.)

    Customer: “That’s him! He’s the one who just blew me off! He said he couldn’t help because he was on his break.”

    (The manager explains the company policy to her.)

    Customer: “I don’t care! I wanted service immediately and he didn’t give it!”

    Manager: “So what did you expect him to do, break company policy and get written up with our company?”

    Customer: “Yes!”

    Manager: “Why?”

    Customer: “Because I’m the customer and I’m always right! Now I’m late for my flight back home.”

    Me: “So instead of waiting an extra minute for someone else to check you out, you spent the next five complaining when you could have been gone?”

    Customer: *pause* “F*** off.”

    (The customer then proceeds to storm out. I laugh while my manager gives me a tired look.)

    Manager: “Go ahead and take another half hour. It’s on me.”

    The Drive To Do Good

    | Woodbridge, VA, USA | Awesome Customers, Bad Behavior, Religion, Transportation

    (I am a habitual rider of the local transit system that covers DC metro and northern VA. I board the bus to see a rider verbally assaulting the bus driver.)

    Rider: “I don’t care about your timeline route. You were supposed to go to [street] to drop me off 45 minutes ago. That last driver missed my stop and your operator assured me I would be home on this bus by 6:25!”

    Driver: “Ma’am, I cannot directly deviate from my route until I’m closer to your stop. To deviate now would be to leave any other potential riders along the route stranded in the cold. I am truly sorry that you are having a bad evening due to a coworker, and I’ll do what I can.”

    Rider: “Do what you can?! Do I look like the normal low-element that ride this bus? I am an educated woman with a job working for the federal government. Do look like I’m another one of your lowlife un-educated passengers?”

    Driver: “Ma’am, I am a faithful man, and I know that God doesn’t give you us more than we can handle. For every negative that happens, he provides a positive. It is my prayer that when you get home tonight that you have a present evening.”

    (This quiets her down considerably after that. Before I got off I handed him a note I wrote him with a $10 bill in it that read…)

    “Sir.

    Yours is one of the hardest jobs in the county. It good to know that you are a man of faith, and you’re right about God balancing the books, but until then here’s a down payment on some fortune for you.”

    Put Your Money Where Your Obnoxious Mouth Is

    | ON, Canada | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Money

    (I get in line to purchase some iTunes cards. In front of me is a customer in his late 50s telling his life story to an annoyed looking cashier; he’s bragging about his business and complaining about cellphones.)

    Customer: *to cashier* “…and I run a business, not a charity, right!?”

    Cashier: “Yes, sir. That’ll be—”

    Customer: *spots me and my iTunes cards* “Wow, you sure have a handful of cards! What are they?”

    Me: “iTunes cards, sir.”

    Customer: “What are they for?”

    Me: “To buy music and things for my iPad.”

    Customer: “iPad?”

    Me: “Uh, yes, sir. It’s a kind of—”

    Customer: “I know what an iPad is! I have one! You can’t listen to music on an iPad, now can you! That’s an iPod!”

    Me: “Actually, sir, there is a place where you can download the music, and an icon to click on where they are stored.”

    (The customer goes back to talking about how his business is not a charity while the cashier tries to hurry him up.)

    Cashier: “That’ll be $5.02.”

    Customer: *takes $5 bill out of his wallet* “Oh, looks like I’ll need to bum some pennies off of someone, don’t wanna run back out to the truck.” *he turns to me* “Do you have some pennies?”

    Me: “Yes, sir, but were you not just saying that you weren’t a charity? Nor am I.” *hands pennies to cashier*

    (The customer doesn’t thank me and leaves.)

    Cashier: “I f***ing hate that guy!”

    Me: “Oh?”

    Cashier: “He always acts like a superior a** and always bums money off people. And I know that family; he is absolutely loaded!”

    Me: “I guess that’s how he stays that way.”


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