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    Ever come across a customer that has made you want to call the police? These ones pretty much ensure it. It goes way beyond the realms of shoplifting or threatening behavior. Some of these customers are too stupid even for those…

    Scamming In Full Bloom

    | Bolton, England, UK | Liars & Scammers

    (I am a supervisor working a 10-hour shift on the hottest day of the year. As it is the evening shift, there are only two of us on. I have sent my colleague on her break so I am at the till.)

    Customer: “Can I speak to the manager please?”

    Me: “Both the Store Manager and Team Manager aren’t here, but I am the supervisor if you have any problems.”

    Customer: “Well I bought some flowers yesterday. They were for a friend who has cancer. When I got home I noticed they were in terrible condition. Probably caused by the heat.”

    Me: “Do you have a receipt?”

    Customer: “No.”

    Me: “Okay, do you have the flowers with you?”

    Customer: “No. I threw them out.”

    Me: “Well, I’m sorry; I can’t do anything without either of those two things. How much did they cost?”

    Customer: “£10.”

    (I find this odd, because we only sell £10 flowers during occasions like Mother’s Day or Christmas.)

    Me: “Well, there is nothing I can do without the proof of purchase and the product itself. I need to be able to scan the product to refund it. I can’t just give you £10 out of my till.”

    Customer: *patronizing tone* “Look, sweetie, you don’t really know how retail works. If a product is bad, you get a refund. You probably became a supervisor by sucking your way up the food chain. Now give me my money, or I’ll call head office on you!”

    Me: “Please don’t say things like that. And by all means, call them! They will tell you exactly the same thing I’m telling you. They’ll also tell you that the flowers in question haven’t been sold at this store for nearly two months.”

    Customer: “Listen here, you little piece of—”

    (My coworker returns from break.)

    Coworker: “What’s going on here?”

    Me: “I was just about to give this gentleman this phone so he can ring head office, and tell them what a terrible cashier and supervisor I am. Also, out of curiosity, what time did you buy these supposed flowers yesterday?”

    Customer: “I bought them yesterday afternoon!”

    Me: “[Coworker], did you sell flowers that we don’t even stock that cost £10 to this man yesterday?”

    Coworker: “Nope!”

    Me: “Neither did I. And since we are the only two people on after midday, I think I’ll call the police.”

    (I had no intention of calling the police, but the customer bolted out all the same. Instead, I called all the company stores in the area and told them to watch out for him. It turned out he had already caught out a young impressionable Saturday worker. Eventually, I heard the police caught up with him!)

    Got To Give Him Credit For Trying

    | Allentown, PA, USA | At The Checkout, Books & Reading, Liars & Scammers, Money

    (My husband and I are customers in a fairly long line at the bookstore’s register. A customer ahead of us puts pile of about 10 books on the counter.)

    Customer: “I’ll take these.”

    (He opens his wallet and pulls out one of those credit card-shaped pieces of tan card stock that has the words ‘CREDIT CARD’ around the edges and comes inside a new wallet to demonstrate where your credit cards would go. Other than the words ‘CREDIT CARD’ around the edges, the card is completely blank. There is no name, card number, card type, etc.)

    Customer: “Credit, please.”

    (The customer hands the cashier the ‘credit card’.)

    Cashier: “Uh…”

    Customer: “This is a new card from Citibank. They are switching to paper instead of plastic because it is better for the environment.”

    Cashier: “I don’t think—”


    Manager: “How can I help you?”

    Customer: “I want to buy these books. Here is my credit card. It is a new card from Citibank; they are switching to paper from plastic to help the environment!”

    Manager: *very obviously trying not to laugh* “I… uh… I’m sorry, but only major credit cards are accepted here.”


    (The customer takes his ‘credit card’ and storms off.)

    Smeagol, Medium Or Large

    , | UT, USA | At The Checkout, Food & Drink, Liars & Scammers

    (I’m working a double shift. It is 5:30 pm, and I’ve been here since 8 am. I am the manager on duty.)

    Customer: “Yes, I’d like a large blizzard, m&m and cookie dough.”

    (I make the blizzard and place it in front of him. Large blizzards are in a 21 oz. cup.)

    Customer: “No, this isn’t a large and I ordered a large.”

    Coworker: “That is a large, sir.”

    Customer: “No, it’s not. They usually make them in this size cup.” *motions to the 32 oz. cup*

    Coworker: “No, those are shakes. They don’t have m&ms or cookie dough in them.”

    Customer: “They do it on the day shift all the time! I want what they give me!”

    (I decide to step in, because my coworker is starting to stumble and get uncomfortable.)

    Me: “Actually, sir, I’ve worked the day shift for three years now, and I’ve never seen you before in my life. Now, the large is in a 21 oz. cup.”

    Customer: “Get your manager.”

    Me: “You mean me?”

    Customer: “Not you, your manager.”

    Me: “Alright, one moment.”

    (I walk in the back, and talk to myself.)

    Me: “Yeah there’s guy out there that wants to talk to the manager on duty. Oh, ok… Well, I’ll go talk to him. Yes, sir? I’m the manager on duty; what is the problem?”

    Customer: *takes the blizzard and storms out*

    The Cake Buyer Is A Lie

    | MI, USA | Food & Drink, Liars & Scammers, Money

    (I work in the deli right beside the bakery. I witness an exchange between a customer and the bakery supervisor.)

    Customer: “Excuse me, I need to pick up a cake order. It should be under [name].”

    Supervisor: “Sure, let me go get it.”

    (She goes into the cooler to retrieve the cake, and brings it out to the customer.)

    Supervisor: “Okay, ma’am. Here it is.”

    Customer: “Oh, by the way, I already paid for the cake when I ordered it. So I can just walk out with it, right?”

    Supervisor: “Well, I don’t see a receipt with your order slip ma’am. Do you happen to have one with you? We usually ask for the receipt to be returned to us so that we know you paid for it.”

    Customer: “No! No one told me that I had to do that! But I already paid for it!”

    Supervisor: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but everyone who works here knows that we always ask for a receipt to be returned to us. If you don’t have a receipt, I’m afraid you’re going to have to pay for this now.”

    Customer: “I told you that I already paid for this cake!”

    (The customer waves a slip of paper in the air.)

    Customer: “I HAVE THIS! I HAVE THIS!”

    Supervisor: “Ma’am, that paper you’re waving around just means we took your order. It does not mean that you paid for it.”


    Supervisor: “That slip of paper just means you placed an order with us. It doesn’t prove that you already paid for your cake. Anyone who places an order with us could bring that slip of paper back, lie and say they already paid for their order. I’m not saying that’s what you’re doing, but I can’t just let you leave with this cake without proof of purchasing it.”

    Customer: *leaves in a huff without the cake*

    The Cake Is A Lie, Part 4
    The Cake Is A Lie, Part 3
    The Cake Is A Lie, Part 2

    Modern Scammers Work Double Time

    , | WI, USA | Food & Drink, Liars & Scammers

    (I’m a crew member at a fast food joint, while my uncle is the general manager at a sit down restaurant across the street. I’m working drive thru.)

    Customer: “Hi, I just came through a few minutes ago, and my burger was all wrong, plus my fries were cold.”

    Me: “I’m sorry about that. Just come up to the window, and we’ll get it all fixed up.”

    (She pulls up, and I don’t recognize her at all. I don’t see a bag from us in her car either.)

    Customer: “I also didn’t get my soda either.”

    (Now I know she’s lying, because I’ve been in drive thru all day, and I never poured an extra soda. My manager just says screw it and give her what she wants. After I got off, I went up to my uncle’s restaurant to sit and chat. I tell him about the woman.)

    Me: “I would have noticed someone wearing fleece pants in this heat!”

    Uncle: “Uh… I’m pretty sure she came here.

    Me: “WHAT!”

    Uncle: “This lady came in. She was wearing fleece pants and a college sweatshirt. I see her looking at a menu. I speak up, and she says her salad was wrong and her wings were cold. I don’t recognize her from before. I ask for a receipt, and she doesn’t have one. I ask what kind of salad and what kind of wings. She looks at the menu for a few more minutes. I just wanted to get her out because we had big orders in the kitchen. So she got about $25 out of me.”

    Me: “You did better than me! She got $7 from us! Did you forget her soda?”

    Uncle: “YES! Yes, we did!”

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