Children Of The Candy Corn
(I notice a mother has three children with her; the youngest (and only boy) is about eleven. As I am ringing up her groceries, the boy is looking at a rather large bag of candy on the belt.)
Me: “Did you find everything alright today ma’am?”
Customer’s Son: “Mom! Get me some candy!”
(As he says this, the son starts grabbing candy bars from a display and puts them on the belt.)
Customer: “I already bought you a bag of candy.”
Customer’s Son: “I WANT SOME CANDY!”
Me: “Sorry, your mother said you couldn’t have any.”
Customer’s Son: “Shut up!”
(I ignore him and as the candy comes down the belt, I take it off, intending to put it back. However, the son sees me do this.)
Customer’s Son: “Hey! Stop that! I want that candy!” *turns to his mother* “Make her stop! Make her give me the candy!”
Customer: “I just bought you a big bag of candy!”
(This exchange goes on for a while, and finally the mother caves and I reluctantly ring up the candy. I begin to bag it as the boy goes through the bags, grabbing the large bag of candy, hugging it to his chest, and running out of the store.)
Me: “I normally don’t give opinions on kids, but he could have at least helped you carry out the bags.”
Customer: “Oh, he’s the only boy in our family. We have to spoil him and he knows it!” *leaves*
Question of the Week
Tell us your story about a customer who couldn't understand the most simple concept.