All Aboard The U.S.S. Gluteus Maximus
Customer: “Is there a** sailing here?”
Me: “I’m sorry, what?”
Customer: “A** sailing. You know, like rock climbing?”
Me: “You mean abseiling?”
Customer: “That’s what I said!”
This category features customers whose mishandling of vocabulary and grammar are so bad that we literally have no words to describe them!
Customer: “Is there a** sailing here?”
Me: “I’m sorry, what?”
Customer: “A** sailing. You know, like rock climbing?”
Me: “You mean abseiling?”
Customer: “That’s what I said!”
Me: “What salad would you like?”
Customer: “Lettuce, cucumber, capsicum, Filipino–”
Me: *laughing* “Did you mean jalapeño?”
(I’m stocking shelves when a customer approaches me.)
Customer: “Excuse me, do you have any a** wipe?”
Me: “What?”
Customer: “You know, a** wipe?”
Me: “I’m sorry?”
Customer: “Toilet paper?”
Me: “Oh! Aisle 6.”
(The customer smiles and leaves. I’m from the area, so I can confirm that “a** wipe” isn’t a regional term for toilet paper!)
(I’ve just handed the customer her credit card receipt.)
Customer: “Why do they put that diagonal line through the O’s?”
Me: “To distinguish the zeroes from the O’s.”
Customer: “But they’re the same thing.”
Me: “Zero is a number, but O is a letter.”
Customer: “No, they’re the same thing!”
(We have international newspapers that we keep behind us at the till. Also, I’m female. I’ve just finished ringing up some British newspapers for a customer.)
Me: “Have a brilliant day.”
Customer: “Can I take a look at your rack?”
(This not only catches me off guard, but all the staff and customers within earshot, who turn and look at us.)
Me: “Pardon?”
Customer: “I just want to see what else you’ve got to offer.”
(Everybody is still staring.)
Customer: *realizing what he’s said* “Oh! Your newspaper rack.”