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    Flip Flop Flop

    | NM, USA | At The Checkout, Bizarre, Money, Theme Of The Month

    (I work in a department store selling shoes. I’m all alone in my department one night. A rather bedraggled looking customer comes in, grabs a display sandal, and slams them on my counter.)

    Customer: “I want to buy these.”

    Me: “Okay. What size do you need?”

    Customer: “Whatever. Just pick one.”

    (I look down at his feet to estimate his size, and notice he is barefoot. I go back into the stock room and grab a pair of the sandals he wants. When I get back out to the counter, security is standing there waiting.)

    Me: “Okay, sir. I grabbed you a nine. Do you want to try them on?”

    Customer: “No. Just ring them up.”

    Me: “Okay. That’ll be $107.80.”

    (The customer rummages through his wallet for several minutes, and finally hands me $4.)

    Me: “Thank you, sir. Now we just need $103.80.”

    Customer: “I handed it to you, sweetie.”

    Me: “You only handed me $4. That’s not enough for these shoes.”

    Customer: “Oh, gosh, sweetie. I’m sorry. Here.”

    (The customer hands me another stack of dollar bills, which I count. He’s still about $70 short.)

    Me: “Okay. That’ll be another $70.”

    Customer: “I already gave it to you!”

    (I count out the total bills he handed me, and show him my screen showing the total. I grab a calculator and work out the difference for him.)

    Customer: “I’M TELLING YOU, I ALREADY PAID YOU!”

    Security: “You didn’t pay her enough, sir.”

    Customer: “Screw this place!”

    (The customer takes his money back and storms out the door.)

    Me: *to security* “Well, that was interesting.”

    Security: “I told him he couldn’t be in here without shoes, so he said he’d go buy some. Glad to see that worked out for him.”

    Not Getting The Message, Part 2

    | Sioux Falls, SD, USA | Bizarre, Money, Theme Of The Month

    Me: “Thank you for calling [Bank]. How can I help you today?”

    Customer: “My bank called and left a message for me to call them back. Should I call them back?”

    Me: “Well, that is completely up to you.”

    Customer: “Why are they calling?”

    Me: “I’m afraid that I work in a call center and not at your branch bank. I do not know why they’re calling you.”

    Customer: “Hmm.”

    (There is a prolonged moment of silence.)

    Customer: “In your opinion, what do you think they might have wanted?”

    Me: “I’m afraid I don’t know that. If you’re curious, I would suggest calling them back.”

    Customer: “Is that your opinion on what I should do?”

    Me: “Only if you’re curious.”

    Customer: “Well, I am.”

    Me: “Then, it seems like it is settled.”

    Customer: “So you think I should call them back.”

    (This back-and-forth goes on for 12 minutes.)

    Me: “Again, I don’t know why they are calling. If you want to know, you can call them. If you do not want to know, you should not call them.”

    Customer: “Okay. I’ll think about it. Thank you. Bye.”

    Me: “Have a good day, sir.”

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    A Price For The Devil To Pay, Part 2

    | CT, USA | At The Checkout, Bizarre, Money, Religion, Theme Of The Month

    (I work at a store as the main cashier.)

    Me: “Okay, your total comes to $6.66. Wow, you’re one unlucky person.”

    Customer: “$6.66!? I REFUSE TO PAY! YOU’RE A DEVIL! YOU PUT A CURSE ON ME. HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TO ME!” *storms out of the store yelling prayers*

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    Handled The Change Well

    | Anchorage, AK, USA | At The Checkout, Bizarre, Money, Movies & TV, Theme Of The Month

    (I work at a local theater in the box office. I pride myself on quick service and being polite. I see some guys watching the line and specifically picking me to get their tickets.)

    Customer #1: “Hi! Can I get two tickets to see [Movie] please?”

    Me: “Certainly!”

    (I ring in their movie choices and show their total, reading it off to them.)

    Customer #1: “Perfect! Here.”

    (Customer #1 then hands me a roll of electrical tape. I look at him and then unroll it and realize that he has taped exact change for two tickets in quarters, dimes, and nickels. Flabbergasted, I give him a look to see if he’s attempting to play me.)

    Me: “Sir, I don’t mean to be rude, but do you realize the amount of work this requires for me?”

    Customer #2: “But you have to accept it, right? Can’t you just count it out? I mean, it’s exactly how much our tickets are.”

    Me: “Yes, sir. I can count it up. But in order to process this order and put it in my till, I’ll need to take each coin off the strip of tape, count them, and then put them in the till.”

    Customer #1: “But… then we’ll be late for the movie!”

    (I’m still not convinced that they aren’t attempting to play me. I count out almost 20 dollars of exact change, putting it into stacks on the counter. Then I do a quick count to make sure I didn’t miss any coins.)

    Me: “Alright, sir. Everything seems to be in order. Here are your tickets.”

    Customer #2: “I’d like to file a complaint with your manager! That was one of the longest transactions I’ve ever experienced at this theater.”

    (A manager actually works the box at all times. My manager has seen my dilemma and had given me a sympathetic shrug as I counted, and apparently has heard the customer complain.)

    Manager: “I’d like you to have a look at this sign.”

    (My manager points to the sign behind the counter that informs customers of our right to refuse service.)

    Manager: “At any point [My Name] could’ve chosen not to admit you into this theater. I think that he didn’t makes up for the fact that you are going to miss the first few previews from your movie.”

    (Customer #2 glares at me. Suddenly, Customer #1, who has been silent since handing me his quarters, grabs his friend by the ear and drags him into the theater before Customer #2 can speak again.)

    Crazy Golf

    | WA, Australia | At The Checkout, Bizarre, Money, Theme Of The Month

    (To pay for university costs, I work for a small, government run golf course as a cashier. A customer in his forties enters the store.)

    Me: “Hi. Welcome to [Golf Course]. How can I help you today?”

    Customer: “Yeah. I’d like to play nine holes on the course with buggy hire. Thanks.”

    Me: “Alright. Your total comes to $30. Will you be paying in cash or by card?”

    Customer: “Actually, I was hoping I could give you this instead?”

    (The customer slides a bottle of unmarked, white liquid across the table and looks at me grinning.)

    Me: “Uh… sir. I don’t know what that is.”

    Customer: “Oh, I make my own perfume in my bathtub! How about this bottle for my course fees?”

    Me: “Sir, I must insist that you pay with currency. Perfume is not legal tender and I not be able to balance my till otherwise.”

    (The customer takes the bottle back hastily, looking as if I’d just insulted his mother.)

    Customer: “You don’t want my perfume? What kind of golf course is this!?”

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