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    Stupid Customers, like the rest of us have to eat and drink. Sadly like the rest of us, they sometimes eat with the rest of us. For every waiter, server, drive-thru operator, coffee shop barista, and restaurant manager who has had to deal with fake allergies, vegetarians who don’t know the meaning of the word and idiots who have yet to understand the concept of clearly listed ingredients, we salute you!

    Aisle Always Need Directions, Part 4

    | Australia | Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

    (I’m stacking shelves next to the chip display when this happens. Note: The display is very large thus hard to miss.)

    Customer: “Hi, I was wondering if you could help me?”

    Me: “Of course. What can I do for you, ma’am?”

    Customer: “I was wondering what aisle the chips are in?”

    (I’m a little stunned, as she is standing right next to them.)

    Me: “Um, just right there.” *points to chips*

    Customer: “No! I asked what AISLE they were in.”

    Me: “Um, ma’am you’re standing right—”

    Customer: “FOR F***’S SAKE! CAN YOU PLEASE JUST TELL ME WHAT AISLE THE CHIPS ARE IN?”

    Me: “A-Aisle 7.”

    Customer: “Thank you! Now was it really that hard?”

    (The customer arrives back at the display a few minutes later.)

    Customer: *grabs chips* “You could have f***ing told me I was standing right f***ing next to them! HONESTLY! What is this world coming to?!”

    Me: *speechless*

    Related:
    Aisle Always Need Directions, Part 3
    Aisle Always Need Directions, Part 2
    Aisle Always Need Directions

    Better Bean Nice In Bean Town

    | Boston, MA, USA | Awesome Customers, Bigotry, Food & Drink, Top

    (I am in line at a fast food burrito place in Boston. A rude customer is ordering his burrito and asks for medium salsa, but changes his mind and then blames his mistake on the employee making his order. Note: everyone working here happens to be of some sort of Hispanic background.)

    Rude Customer: “You f***ing idiot! I didn’t order that! I asked for mild! Can you understand any english?! Mild! M-I-L-D! ”

    Employee: “I am very sorry, sir. I will make your order again. Just one minute. ”

    Rude Customer: “Yeah! You are going to make it again! Do you think maybe this time you could get it right you d*** wetback!”

    (The rude customer continues to rant, spouting off various racial slurs. In the middle of his rant, the female customer directly behind him decides she has heard enough and lets him have an earful. Note that the female customer is half the rude customer’s size and about 15 years younger than him.)

    Young Female Customer: “Okay, I don’t really know what your problem is. First of all, just for the record, you were the one who made the mistake. I saw you and heard you. Second, he just said he would make you a new one. Its a burrito. Just chill out. I don’t know who raised you, but where I come from people tend to be brought up to show a little more respect. Instead of being mad right now, I would be embarrassed at my poor behavior if I were in your shoes. My younger brothers have better manners than you. Get a grip! You didn’t have to be so rude. He would have offered to remake it for you without the temper tantrum. Just get your food, and leave this guy alone.” *smiles at the employee behind the counter*

    Rude Customer: “Mind your own business!”

    (The rude customer gets in her face and calls her all sorts of names. When she ignores him, he gets angrier and looks like he might push her. Before he can, however, a cop directly in line behind me speaks up.)

    Cop: “Hey buddy! If I see you get any closer to her or raise your voice to her one more time, I’ll kick your punk a** right out of here, with or without your d*** burrito! Cool it! Now!”

    Rude Customer: “I’d like to see you try! You can’t do that!”

    (The cop takes a few steps forward, gets in the jerk’s face, and in a thick Boston accent says…)

    Cop: “You just f***in’ watch me.”

    (The jerk shuts up, pays for his stuff and practically runs out. The cop takes his place in line and bought that young female customer her burrito. This was like straight out of a movie or something!)

    They’ll Always Be (Baby) Back For More

    | Glendale Heights, IL, USA | Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

    (A customer has just given me her order for a full-slab of ribs. She seems nice and even-tempered until this moment.)

    Customer: “That’s to go, and I want to talk to your manager!”

    (I call over the manager.)

    Manager: “Yes, how may I help you?”

    Customer: “Last time I came here, I ordered your ribs and they were absolutely DISGUSTING! There was barely ANY sauce and they were cold and gross!”

    Manager: “Did you contact us? We could have given you customer credit.”

    Customer: “NO! Why would I EVER want to come back?!” *pays for her ribs and storms off*

    Whiskey Unwise And Brand Foolish

    | Porto, Portugal | Food & Drink

    Patron: “Good evening! I’ll have a whiskey cola.”

    (I serve him a generic whiskey with cola.)

    Me: “Here you go! That will be [amount].”

    Patron: “Hey, that wasn’t [whiskey label]! I want [whiskey label] with cola.”

    Me: “I’m sorry, but since most of our customers don’t ask for any special brand labeled whiskey, we serve a generic brand to save on costs. If you want a special labeled whiskey, you just have to ask for it. The price is the same. I’ll get you your [whiskey label) for free, but please be sure to ask it by name the next time.”

    (15 minutes later, the same patron approaches the bar.)

    Patron: “F***! Serve me your cheaper whiskey! This s*** tastes all the same to me. You guys are okay!”

    The Only Foaming Is At Her Mouth

    | Charlotte, NC, USA | Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

    (I work at a campus coffee house, which is primarily student-run. At least 80% of our customers are other students or teachers who all know us. Occasionally, we get new customers who don’t understand that we’re not a major chain.)

    Customer: “Can I have a latte with no foam?”

    Me: “Certainly.”

    (I ring the customer up, she gets her latte and leaves. Five minutes later, she comes storming back in, elbowing all the other customers out of her way and shoving the latte in my face.)

    Customer: “DOES THIS LOOK LIKE NO FOAM TO YOU?”

    (I look down, and all that’s on the top of the latte is two or three bubbles from the steamed milk. It’s definitely no foam.)

    Me: “Um… well, honestly ma’am, I don’t see any foam at all, but I’d be happy to remake it for you—”

    Customer: “WHAT IS SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND ABOUT ‘NO FOAM?!’”

    (At this point, my manager comes over.)

    Manager: “Ma’am, there is a line, and my employee needs to get other people their orders. I’ll be happy to remake it, but this is our rush hour and it might take a few minutes.”

    Customer: “YOU REMAKE IT, RIGHT NOW!”

    (While my manager remakes the latte—he’s even moved it forward in the line—the customer grumbles and complains about me to everyone else who is waiting, three of whom happen to be my teachers. I hand one of my teachers their order, and she gives me a huge smile.)

    My Teacher: “Thank you SO much. I know it’s really hard to juggle work with school. And, look at that! My drink looks perfect. I’ll see you in class later. ”

    (My teacher even makes a point of taking a huge sip and exclaiming, “Delicious!” before giving the rude customer a cheeky grin and exiting the store.)

    Customer: “I… well, I…. IT’S NOT HARD TO…”

    Manager: “Ma’am, here’s your drink.”

    Customer: “THERE’S STILL FOAM—”

    Manager: “Ma’am, those are bubbles from pouring the milk into the espresso. That is not foam.”

    (At this point, the other customers start giggling. Without a word, the customer yanks the drink from him and leaves. At least she never came back!)

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