Low On Sense

| Gulfport, MS, USA | Money

(I am a cashier. When customers are polite, I have no problem letting them slide on few cents when they are short on change.)

Me: “That’ll be $20.96.”

Customer: “I got $20!”

(He roughly slaps a $20 bill on the counter.)

Me: “Um, it’s $20.96.”

Customer: “I got a hundred.”

Me: “Okay, I can break it.”

Customer: “Well, it’s at my house. What am I supposed to do, go get it?! Just cover it, s***! It’s a couple cents!”

(I make minimum wage and can barely make ends meet. I also don’t open my wallet for rude strangers.)

Me: “It’s $0.96, so I’m not going to just give you a dollar. Do you want to put something back?”

(I start taking items out of his bag to show him what he can put back.)

Customer: “I need all that stuff!”

Me: “You need two packs of cigarettes?”

Customer: “Put the soup back, s***!”

(I void his soup, ring up the rest of his items, and give him his change.)

Customer: *as he’s leaving, sarcastically* “Thanks for your hospitality!”

Me: “You’re welcome! Have a nice day!”

(After he leaves, my coworker comes over.)

Coworker: *laughing* “What were you supposed to do, pay him for being an a**hole?”