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    Why Alcohol And Customers Don’t Mix

    | Los Angeles, CA, USA | Top

    Me: “The Medic Recordings, how may I help you today?”

    Customer: “You know why I’m calling! Can I just come?!”

    Me: “Ma’am, whats the problem?”

    Customer: “Oh yes I’m sorry, it’s my son. He’s very sick.”

    Me: “Ma’am this is a recording studio. Are you sure you dialed the right number?”

    Customer: “WHAT?! The phone book says ‘The Medic’!”

    Me: “Uh…it says The Medic Recordings, I believe…”

    Customer: “This is ridiculous, I don’t care what you are. I’m coming in, my son has a terrible fever!”

    Me: “Ma’am I don’t think we could help you–”

    Customer: “JUST BE READY!”

    *Click*

    (Sure enough, she showed up about 15 minutes later and was obviously drunk because she had no son nor did she know why she came.)

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    | Alabama, USA | Bizarre, Top

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    (I’m checking out another patron’s books. Suddenly, a customer screams and points at me, in the process elbowing another patron out of the way.)

    Library patron: “WHY DIDN’T YOU TAKE THE CHICKEN NOODLE SOUP OFF THE STOVE?!”

    Me: “Um, I’m sorry, ma’am, I’m helping someone right now….”

    Library patron: “You let it get all FATTY on the top!!!”

    Me: “…I’m sorry?”

    (The library patron begins to cry.)

    Me: “Why are you crying?”

    Library patron: “I don’t know, cuz dads are microwaving their kids and sh*t!”

    Me: “…”

    The Fine Line Between Customer And Cuckoo

    | Ohio, USA | Top

    Me: “Hi, can I help you find something?”

    Lady Customer: “Yes, actually. You have this item that I want, but it looks like it’s been damaged.”

    (Lady lifts up a portable DVD player that’s currently on sale. She pointed out a small tear in the box.)

    Lady Customer: “Would you happen to have any more?”

    Me: “Sure, I can check for you.” *checks our computer* “No, I’m sorry, it appears that you have the last one.”

    Lady Customer: *angry* “Why don’t you have any more!?”

    Me: “Well, it’s a great sale, so we’ve had a lot of people come in today to purchase it.”

    Lady Customer: “Yes, but it’s ON. SALE. That means that it should be IN. STOCK.”

    Me: “Ma’am, I’m sorry, but since it’s on sale, we’ve had a lot of people come in today to purchase it. The one that you have right now is still in good shape. The only problem with it is not the product, but the box itself.”

    Lady Customer: “This is false advertising! Your ad said you had these, but you don’t! WHY!?”

    Me: “Because if we had every on sale item overstocked to meet demand, our storage room would be impossible to traverse through…”

    Lady Customer: “Fine, be a smart ass. I still want one from here either way. Call the store in [location] to drive one here so I can purchase it.”

    Me: “… Excuse me?”

    Lady Customer: “Call [location]…and tell them to bring me one…”

    Me: “Um… first, we don’t have an outside line in my department. You would have to go to Guest Service. Second, they wouldn’t deliver a single item for one guest.”

    Lady Customer: “Why the HELL not!?”

    Me: “Because… I don’t think the Electronics specialist, currently busy handling his own department…would be very happy to have to get your item, drive his car 20 minutes, waste gas, and then deliver said item to you while you’re already holding said item in hand…”

    Lady Customer: “THIS. IS. RIDICULOUS!”

    Me: “We agree then.”

    Lady Customer: *Infuriated* “I am NEVER coming to this STUPID F**KING STORE AGAIN! I’M GOING TO WALMART!”

    Me: “Good luck Ma’am! I heard they have GREAT customer support, but I doubt they will meet to your demands.”

    (Lady storms off.)

    Another Customer: “What the f**k was her problem?”

    Me: “…thank you…”

    Not Quite Getting What “Return” Means

    | Old Bridge, NJ, USA | Top

    Customer: “I’d like to return these ice pops.”

    Me: “Ok, I just need to see your receipt.”

    (I take the box of ice pops.)

    Me: “…this is an empty box!”

    Customer: “Well, we ate them. Some of them taste good, but some of them had a weird taste, so we threw them out.”

    Me: “I can’t give you money back on something you already ate.”

    Customer: “Why are you so difficult?! I’m never shopping here again!”

    At Least She Tried: Racism, Sexism AND Jesus

    | Upstate New York, USA | Top

    Female customer, from 15 feet away: “Hey, you!”

    Me: “Yes?”

    (Customer comes over with her friends and a dirty soccer-ball shaped pillow.)

    Female customer: “This is the last one and it’s dirty. I want 20% off!”

    Me: “I’d like to give you a discount, but you’ll have to talk to one of my superiors. I don’t have the authority to do that.”

    Female customer: *points towards the sky* “My only superior is up there, and He’s the only one who I take orders from. ”

    Me: “Let me see if I can get a manager.”

    (I call for a manager, and of course, no one shows up. After 10 minutes…)

    Female customer: “Why can’t you give me a discount?”

    Me: “Because I don’t have the authority.”

    Female customer: “Well, I think you can’t give me a discount because you don’t believe in Jesus!”

    Me: “You can take that item to the service desk, and I’m sure they’d be able to help you out.”

    Female customer: “Yeah and we’ll stick out like a bunch of sore thumbs since we’re the only black people in the store!”

    Me: “Actually, our store manager is African American, as well as two of our assistant managers, who are both women.”

    Female customer: “Oh.” *she finally walks away*


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