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    Dingbats In The Drive-Thru

    , | Derby, UK | Food & Drink, Top, Wild & Unruly

    (I work in the drive-thru area of a well known fast food store. I’m taking an order out to a customer who, instead of parking in the designated bays, has parked in the main car park. The car he is parked next to just happens to be mine.)

    Me: “One burger meal?”

    (The customer throws open his door with great speed, slamming it into my car and leaving a noticeable dent. In shock, I drop his paper bag.)

    Customer: “What on EARTH do you think you’re doing?!”

    Me: “You just hit my car!”

    Customer: “Oh, I didn’t realise it was yours.”

    (At this point I’m too shocked to do anything other than stand there and try not to cry.)

    Customer: “So, are you going to compensate me?”

    Me: “What for?”

    Customer: “You just dropped my food on the floor. I demand a full refund and maybe some extras.”

    Me: “Sir, you just dented my car with extreme force. I don’t particularly feel inclined to do anything other than replace the meal I dropped, to be completely honest.”

    Customer: “That is RIDICULOUS! You owe me £5 for that meal!”

    Me: “With all due respect sir, if I may please have your insurance details, we’ll see just how much you owe me!”

    Cuffed Red-Handed

    | Nantes, France | Criminal/Illegal, Food & Drink, Top, Wild & Unruly

    (I occasionally hire the 19-year-old niece of one of my friends to help me around the store during vacations. She’s quite frail and shy, but it isn’t too much of a problem since many of my customers are regulars and know (and like) her. One busy day, a peculiar lady whom I’ve never seen comes in and goes straight to the girl.)

    Customer: “I want a double cheeseburger, a Coke, and a chocolate donut.”

    Niece: “Um…I think we’re out of chocolate donuts. I’m going to check. Please wait a minute, ma’am.”

    Customer: *bluntly* “Yeah, you do that.”

    Niece: *runs to the back*

    Customer: *whispering* “Useless b****.”

    (When my niece comes back several minutes later, the customer gives her an icy stare.)

    Niece: *nervously* “I’m very sorry, ma’am. It seems we’re out of stock. May I suggest you another dess—”

    Customer: “You useless little s***! Every time I come here, I find what I want. Just admit you suck at your job.”

    Niece: “B-but I—”

    Customer: “Don’t interrupt me, you b****! Either get me my food now, or I’ll make sure your skinny little a** gets fired!”

    Niece: *almost crying* “Ma’am, please—”

    Customer: “You interrupted me again, you s***!”

    (Before I can do anything, the customer PUNCHES my niece in the face, hard enough to make the girl fall on her back and hit her head on a cooler. However, two of my regulars, who are uniformed policemen, grab the customer.)

    Customer: “What are you doing?!”

    Regular #1: “Ma’am, what you just did is an aggravated assault. If this girl is seriously wounded, you face a fine and jail time. Please don’t resist.”

    Customer: “Oh yeah?! Tough luck proving that without any police around, jacka**!”

    Regular #2: *handcuffs the customer* “Ma’am, we are police officers.”

    Customer: *almost faints*

    (My friend’s niece ended up breaking her glasses and four of her teeth due to her fall. She refused to come back to work after that, which saddened both me and the regulars. At least she got a small measure of justice thanks to the police officers.)

    Serving Your Pie And Eating It Too

    | Ohio, USA | Awesome Customers, Food & Drink, Top

    (Three teenagers come into the restaurant where I work.)

    Teenage Girl #1: “Okay, so we’ll have three large fountain drinks, six orders of fries, three cookies, and one large pepperoni pizza with stuffed crust.”

    Me: “Okay, that’ll be [amount].”

    (They pay and sit down at a table together with their order. Much to my surprise, Teenage Girl #2 and Teenage Boy get out their own packed lunches and put them in the middle of table to share. They all eat, everyone having a bit of everything. As I sit down at a nearby table for my break, I overhear them talking.)

    Teenage Girl #2: “Okay, so maybe ordering a large pizza WASN’T the greatest idea.”

    Teenage Boy: “It was the extra fries that did it for me.’

    Teenage Girl #1: “So what do we do with the extra pizza?

    Teenage Girl #2: “The box is too big for us to lug it around.”

    Teenage Boy: “Well, crap. We just wasted some money.”

    Teenage Girl #2: “Wait, I have an idea!”

    (She gets up, takes the box, and walks over to me while her friends watch on in confusion.)

    Teenage Girl #2: “Do you like pepperoni pizza?”

    Me: “Um, yeah?”

    (Without another word, she drops the box in front of me and walks away. She and her friends leave the restaurant before I get a chance to say thank you. For the record, the pizza was delicious!)

    Try Wallmart, Part 2

    | New York, USA | Extra Stupid, Top

    Me: “Thank you for calling Borders. How can I help you?”

    Caller: “Yeah, I’m redoing my kitchen right now and I could use some help. I’ve got all the counters and the floors and the cabinets planned, but I can’t decide what to do with the walls. I was thinking some kind of trim would be nice.”

    Me: “Okay.”

    Caller: *silent*

    Me: “Sorry, what are you looking for?”

    Caller: “Just trying to figure out what you offer.”

    Me: “Uh, well, I can do a quick search on home renovation or decorating and see what we have?”

    Caller: “Don’t you have samples or something?”

    Me: “What?”

    Caller: *sighs loudly* “SAMPLES. Can you come over and bring me some samples?”

    Me: “…What?”

    Caller: “Oh, good God. Samples, honey! SAM-PLES. They come in a big binder? Show all your different kinds of wallpaper?”

    Me: “You know you’ve called Borders, yes?”

    Caller: “Of course!”

    Me: “…and you know Borders is a bookstore?”

    Caller: “No. It’s a wallpaper company.”

    Me: “It’s not; it’s a bookstore. We sell books.”

    Caller: “ONLY books?”

    Me: “That’s right.”

    Caller: “Well, then why the h*** did you name it Borders? It sounds like you do wallpaper borders and trims and things!”

    Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am. Do you want me to look up a book on wallpaper for you?”

    Caller: “Can you install it if I find something I like?”

    Me: “No.”

    Caller: “You’re useless!” *hangs up*

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    We Love To See You Smile

    | North Carolina, USA | Awesome Customers, Top

    (I am having a terrible day at work, and haven’t smiled once. I have just finished ringing up an older couple’s order.)

    Me: “Have a good day.”

    Older Customer: “Do you have any paper?”

    (I give the customer some receipt paper. He gets a pen, quickly scribbles something on the paper, and hands it to me.)

    Older Customer: “Everyone deserves to smile.”

    (The customer then walked away. I looked at it and he had drawn me a flower. I still have it. :) )

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