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    Fickle Over A Nickel, Part 2

    | MD, USA | At The Checkout, Crazy Requests, Money

    (I am currently checking out a line of customers. I hand a lady her change which is roughly $0.94. She counts it then hands me back a nickel.)

    Customer: “This is not a nickel. This is Canadian. I want an American nickel.

    Me: “Ma’am, it is still worth five cents. Any store will accept it.”

    Customer: “IT’S NOT AMERICAN!”

    Me: “Okay, ma’am, let me call my manager. She has to open my drawer for me so that I can exchange the nickel.”

    (I call the manager and pray for her to hurry up.)

    Customer: “IT’S NOT AMERICAN!”

    (My manager is being very slow and thankfully the customer behind her pulls some change out of his pocket and hands her a nickel.)

    Customer #2: “Here, ma’am. Take this.”

    Customer #1: “Thank you.”

    (Customer #1 begins to walk to the door but overhears me talking to Customer #2.)

    Me: “Here, sir, would you like this Canadian nickel, it is still worth five cents.”

    Customer #2: “Thank you.”

    Customer #1: *standing half way out the door shouting at me* “IT IS NOT AMERICAN!”

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    So Closed But So Far

    | UT, USA | Bad Behavior

    (It’s a Sunday, when we close early at 5 pm. A couple walks in at 4:56, but since we can’t lock the doors until exactly 5 pm, there isn’t much we can do. I’ve been hovering near them for a few minutes, and it’s now 5:15.)

    Wife: “Excuse me, where is the toddler section?”

    Me: “Right here. However, we are getting ready to close, so let me know if I can help you find anything.”

    Wife: *absently* “Right, thanks.”

    (Another ten minutes later, and the couple is still shopping.)

    Husband: “Do you guys have any shorts for my daughter?”

    Me: *at this point pretty annoyed* “They are in this aisle here.”

    (The husband and wife wander over near another coworker of mine, and I see an opportunity.)

    Me: “Hey, [Coworker], what time is it?”

    Coworker: “About 5:30.”

    Me: *within earshot* “Guess we aren’t getting out of here anytime soon.”

    Wife: “Oh, are you guys closing soon?”

    Coworker: “We closed at 5:00.”

    Husband: “Ha ha! Guess we better get going, huh?”

    Crazy Is Flowering

    , | NJ, USA | Crazy Requests

    (I work in a flower delivery company call center, in customer service. We take orders and send them out to local floral shops all over the country. I’m working in ‘order modification.’)

    Me: “Thank you for calling. This is [My Name] speaking. Can I start by getting your name?”

    Customer: “My name? Why do you need that?”

    Me: “I need to identify who is calling and how to address you, but that’s okay. Can I have your recipient’s name?”

    Customer:Recipipant? What’s a recipipant?”

    Me: “Well, ma’am, the RECIPIENT is who is getting the flowers. May I have their name?”

    Customer: “Well… I don’t know what a recipient is but the delivery getter’s name is [Recipient]. I need you to change my order. I need you to change my name to spell it the correct way.”

    Me: “Ma’am, I was able to find your order by the recipient’s name. I can change your spelling of your name for you. Can you tell me the correct spelling?”

    Customer: “No. I will not tell you. You have no right to ask me things this personal. You can fix it yourself. Goodbye.” *hangs up*

    Supervisor: “I didn’t know you were so intrusive and psychic. How do you get all the crazies?”

    The Bitter Taste Of The Law

    , , | USA | Bizarre, Criminal/Illegal, Food & Drink

    (I work in the call center for a national fast food restaurant. We don’t accept ideas about new or modified products from guests, and we especially don’t pay for them. Any time a guest starts to give a suggestion, we have to read them a legal statement to that effect.)

    Caller: “I wanted to tell you that I love your turkey burgers, but I really think you should start serving them on gluten-free—”

    Me: *interrupting* “Ma’am, I’m sorry, but I do have something I need to read you real quickly.”

    (I then read the legal statement stating that we can’t accept her idea, and won’t pay for it.)

    Caller: *long pause* “Well, I don’t know what that means, but it doesn’t sound very nice, so I’m going to hang up on you.”

    (And she did!)

    Obama Drama

    | Durham, NC, USA | Bigotry, Extra Stupid, Politics

    (I work in a high-end stationery boutique, whose clientele is generally upper middle class and upper class white women in their 40s to 60s – the sort of people whose spending habits didn’t really change when the economy nose dived. This customer appeared to be no different, and the address on the check she paid with confirmed as much.)

    Customer: “Where’s your clearance section?”

    Me: “We actually don’t have clearance sales, outside of our semi-annual sales after Christmas and Father’s Day.”

    Customer: “So everything in here is full-priced?”

    Me: “Yes, ma’am.”

    Customer: *sighs loudly* “Fine, I’ll pay full-price. But I really need to be saving every penny, with that black man as president.”

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