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    Category: Bizarre

    For whatever reason, some Customers are just plain odd. And the service industry unleashes them on to unsuspecting clerks with often hilarious results. If you like your customers just plain bizarre, then read on!

    Sound And Fury, Signifying Policing

    | Ontario, Canada | Bizarre, Wild & Unruly

    (I volunteer at a rather unusual renaissance faire that showcases a number of home-built medieval weapons for competition. Prizes are awarded for authenticity, construction, and most importantly, use. My job at this point is to keep guests from wandering into anywhere dangerous. Currently, I’m stationed at the edge of a crossbow and arquebus live-fire zone.)

    Guest #1: “What’s going on here?”

    Me: “Stay back, please. This is the crossbow and arquebus live fire zone. The contestants are going to be shooting homemade weapons in the next few minutes.”

    Guest #1: “At people?”

    Me: “No sir, at targets. These are real weapons that shoot real arrows and bullets.”

    Guest #1: “That sounds awesome! I’m going to stick around for that.”

    Guest #2: *overhearing us talk* “Do they let visitors shoot?”

    Me: “No sir, sorry. The weapons are extremely dangerous and all our participants are licensed and trained.”

    Guest #1: “Aw man, I hunt all the time. Can’t I?”

    Guest #2: “I’m also experienced with firearms.”

    Me: “Sorry guys, no one’s allowed in without a competitor badge. What you can do is talk to the competitors after the event about getting a guests pass. They’re allowed to bring people with them, and I know they’ve invited people they’ve met at shows in the past who’ve demonstrated interest. But the show’s about to start, so I recommend trying to get some good seats.”

    (The show begins, and many of the competitors are wearing period dress. When the arquebus presentation begins, my supervisor calls out the codeword for missing weapon on the radio. Before I can even start to call the police, there’s a sudden explosion, and a man awkwardly wearing a page’s shirt and a plate helmet falls over backwards. He removes his helmet, revealing Guest #1′s face. Before he can get far, Guest #2 tackles him.)

    Guest #1: *to Guest #2* “Hey! You can’t do that! You don’t even work here!”

    Guest #2: “The lady said you need a badge to enter the field. Well, buddy, I’ve got one of those!”

    (Sure enough, Guest #2 did have a badge—a police badge!)

    One Bloody Scary On The Shocks

    | Sydney, Australia | Bizarre, Food & Drink, Health & Body

    (I am working at the bar on a particularly busy night and I don’t realise that I have cut one of my fingers. As I hand a customer his drink, I notice a bit of blood on the glass.)

    Me: “Oh my god, I’m so sorry! I must have cut myself. Let me remake that for you!”

    Customer: “Don’t worry, it’s fine.”

    Me: “No, I cut myself and there’s a bit of blood on that glass. Please, let me give you a new one.”

    (Before I can take the glass back, the customer picks it up.)

    Customer: “I like it this way. Don’t worry!”

    Me: “But—”

    (The customer turns the glass around and drinks from the side with my blood.)

    Customer: *grinning* “Mmmm, delicious! Thanks!”

    Me: *horrified*

    The Less This Employee Nose, The Better

    , | Kennebunk, ME, USA | Bizarre, Food & Drink, Health & Body

    (Our store has just started their avocado promotion which seems to be very popular.)

    Customer: “My husband wants avocado on his sandwich… weirdo!”

    Me: “Yeah, I’m not a big fan either, to be honest.” *starts putting avocado on her sandwich*

    Customer: “Ew! I don’t know how he can cut an avocado in half and just scoop out the guts. Gross!”

    Me: “Oh, does he?”

    Customer: “Yeah! It’s so nasty! He’s so weird! If I want to eat anything green and goopy, it better be coming out of my own nose!”

    Obviously, She Was Dyeing To Know

    | UK | Bizarre

    (I am volunteering at a charity when a seemingly normal woman approaches my till without any items. Note: I have dark brown hair naturally.)

    Me: “Hello, how can I help you today?”

    Customer: “Is that your natural hair colour?”

    Me: “Yes.”

    Customer: “Don’t lie to me!”

    Me: “Um, I’m not lying to you.”

    Customer: “YOU’RE SUCH A LYING B****!”

    Me: *taken aback* “I… I’m not lying.”

    Customer: “STOP LYING! YOU’LL BURN IN H*** IF YOU CARRY ON LYING! NOW TELL ME WHAT DYE YOU USE!”

    (At this point, my coworker comes over.)

    Coworker: “Ma’am, what’s the problem here?”

    Customer: “This b**** won’t tell me what dye she uses! She’s being selfish! I want her fired!”

    Coworker: “Well, our manager isn’t in today, so no one has the authority to fire her. I feel obliged to add this is her natural hair colour, though.”

    Customer: “YOU’RE ALL F***ING LIARS IN THIS D*** SHOP! JUST F*** OFF!”

    (The customer storms out, knocking things off the hangers as she goes.)

    Coworker: “What the h*** was that?!”

    Some Customers Can’t Be Helped

    | PA, USA | Bizarre

    (I’m sorting out sizes in a rack of shirts that just gone clearance. I notice a customer that appears to be having difficulty finding what they’re looking for.)

    Me: “Sir, I just want you to know that the extra smalls, smalls, and mediums are all in the labelled sections. However, I’m still in the process of sorting through the larges and extra larges. Let me know if you need help finding anything.”

    (The customer randomly takes a bunch of mediums and throws them in the small section.)

    Customer: “I don’t need your f***ing help!”

    Me: “I apologize if I offended you sir, but it’s my job to offer assistance.”

    Customer: “WELL, THEN YOU’RE NOT DOING YOUR F***ING JOB!”


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