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    Category: Rude & Risque

    For those who like their humor a bit more PG-13, this section is littered with customers who are not afraid to walk on the more brazen side, or act downright gross-out disgusting. Be warned though that toilet humor sometimes literally takes place in the toilet.

    Please Keep Customer Interaction To A Condominimum, Part 2

    | FL, USA | At The Checkout, Rude & Risque, Theme Of The Month

    (It is a Friday late afternoon. I am mechanically ringing up sales adding “have a nice weekend” to my normal “here’s your receipt” spiel. I realized after saying this to a male customer that he is buying several high-quantity boxes of condoms. I also remember he had a work shirt on with his name sewn on it. I stepped into the pharmacy and talk to my coworkers.)

    Me: “Oh, my God!”

    Coworker: “What is it?”

    Me: “I just told a customer to have a good weekend, before noticing he was buying nothing but condoms! He obviously has plans to do so!”

    (About thirty minutes later the phone rings, and the pharmacist picks it up.)

    Coworker: “[My Name], you have a phone call.”

    (I answer.)

    Caller: “Hi, I’m [Customer With Named Shirt]. I’m calling because I want to go out with you this weekend!”

    (Um, that would be ‘NO,’ creepy condom dude!)

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    Finished The Transaction At Break-Neck Speed

    , | NY, USA | At The Checkout, Rude & Risque, Theme Of The Month

    (I am fresh out of high school. I work at a popular fast food chain and my long-term partner lives about an hour away. I have just returned from a short vacation, during which I spent my time at her house. As we didn’t see each other often we had to make the most of our time together. A customer in his 50s, male, is at my counter.)

    Customer: “You’ve been a naughty girl.”

    Me: “… Excuse me?”

    Customer: “You’ve been very naughty.” *points at me*

    Me: “Uh… what?”

    Customer: “The marks on your neck.”

    Me: *instinctively pull up my collar, embarrassed*

    Customer: “That’s all right. Seems like you’ve got a lucky boy on your hands.” *winks*

    This Caller Has No Hang Ups

    | USA | Rude & Risque, Spouses & Partners, Theme Of The Month

    (I work in retention for a major credit card company. One of the strictest rules in our department is that, while you can suggest strongly that a customer hang up or call back, you cannot drop the call.)

    Customer: “I was wondering if we could talk about my interest rate. I was noticing on my last- OH, GOD!”

    Me: “I’m sorry?”

    Customer: “OH! OH, GOD!”

    Me: “Ma’am, are you all right?”

    Customer: “I’m fine. My husband just fondled my breast.”

    (I turn bright red and her breathing becomes heavy.)

    Customer: “OH, GOD, YES!”

    Me: “Ma’am, if this is a bad time…”

    Customer: “NO! I was saying, on my last statement, I noticed that my APR… OH, OH, OH, GOD, YES!”

    (From the grunting and moaning on the other end of the line, I deduce that this is not just… um… a fondle. All this time, the woman keeps telling me that she wants to know if we can lower her APR. I finally had to mute the phone, turn down the mind-blowing orgasm that my customer was having and then answer her questions when she could focus again. Most awkward moment ever.)

    Looking For Excitement In The Workplace

    , | Scottsdale, AZ, USA | Rude & Risque, Theme Of The Month

    (A young man comes into the store and approaches the counter. He is probably about 17 or 18, dressed all in black, with hair down to his waist and fingernails that are about two inches long.)

    Customer: “Hi. I’d like to apply for a job.”

    Me: “Okay, just fill out this application.”

    (He takes the application, fills it out, and leaves. I immediately look through it. Under ‘tell us about yourself’ he wrote: ‘I am a gothic semi-pantophile. The smallest things excite me.’ We has to look up pantophile. It means someone who is sexually aroused by anything. We didn’t hire him.)

    Gotta Hand It To Him

    | Campbellton, NB, USA | Bizarre, Rude & Risque, Theme Of The Month

    (There is a really creepy guy who comes into our store almost every day. He usually just chats with the female staff, telling us all how sexy we are and inviting us over for coffee, and is generally harmless. One day near Halloween I am on a ladder stocking a shelf when I feel someone rubbing my backside. I jump, nearly falling off my ladder, and turned around in time to see the creepy customer, smiling strangely at me.)

    Me: “Excuse me. Did you just touch my bottom?”

    Customer: “Who, me? No. No, not me.”

    Me: “I’m sure someone just touched me, and you were right there. Did you see who it might have been?”

    (The customer then holds up a rubber decorative hand from the Halloween department and looks me dead in the eye.)

    Customer: “It was him… I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH IT! IT WAS THE HAND! Unless you liked it…” *winks at me* “…then it was me.”

    (He walks out holding the fake hand above his head, the whole time shouting to nobody in particular.)

    Customer: “It was the hand! Not me, but the hand! Come over for coffee and see what my hand can do!

    (We didn’t even bother to stop him from walking out without paying for it. The $2 just wasn’t worth it.)


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