Dangerously Cheesy

| John's Creek, GA, USA | Food & Drink

Customer: “Where is your mad cow cheese?”

Me: “Mad cow cheese, ma’am? Do you mean Laughing Cow cheese?”

Customer: “No! Mad cow cheese! Everyone carries it.”

(At this point, I’m trying really hard not to laugh even though other customers are. I ask her to follow me and I show her the laughing cow cheese.)

Customer: “Yes! Mad cow cheese!” *takes cheese and continues shopping*

(I walk back to the area I work in, where another regular customer is waiting.)

Another customer: *laughs* “It’s okay, you can laugh now.”

The Mindreader’s Burden

| Elizabeth, NJ, USA | Uncategorized

(I am helping a man and his 9 year old daughter.)

Customer: “So, how long do I have to return this?”

Me: “You have 45 days sir. The date is on the bottom of the receipt. Here, it says October 19th is the last day for returns. Today is September 4th.”

Customer: “October 19th? So I only have a week to return this?”

Me: “Um–”

Daughter: “Dad, stop thinking out loud. You’re embarrassing yourself.”

The Count Would Be Proud

, | Eugene, OR, USA | Top

(A customer bursts into the store and slams a bag of food onto the counter and immediately starts yelling.)

Customer: “I ordered six hamburgers and I only got…”

(The customer starts pulling the burgers out one by one counting them loudly for the whole store to hear.)

Customer: “ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE!”

(Her face turns bright red as she realizes her error.)

Customer: “…six.”

(The customer quickly throws the burgers back into the bag and runs out of the store.)

Common Courtesies: Not For Commoners, Part 2

| Long Island, NY, USA | Uncategorized

(A little girl and her mother walk in. At first, all is normal. The woman pays for her medications and her daughter’s candy.)

Girl: “Thank you!”

Me: “Aw, you’re wel–”

Mother: “Honey! Don’t thank him. He’s doing his job! I’m very sorry, sir.”

Me: *bewildered* “You don’t need to ap–”

Girl: “I’m sorry, sir.”

Mother: “Very good, hun. Now, let’s go before we waste more of his time.”

Me: *speechless*

Related:
Common Courtesies: Not For Commoners

Wishful Inching

| Winnipeg, MB, Canada | Uncategorized

(A customer and her husband are ordering our store-made bologna, which is an elongated, flesh-coloured shape.)

Customer: “I don’t want it sliced. Just cut me a piece about 1 inch long.”

Husband: “So, about this much.” *holds up two fingers about 4 inches apart*

(The wife and I both grin.)

Customer: “That isn’t one inch!”

Me: “Well, we all know how men like to exaggerate about the size of their meat.”

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