Needs A Repeat Lesson

| ON, Canada | At The Checkout, Bizarre

(A customer asks for help in the self serve copy area, and as I’m trying to show him how to work the copier, he’s asking me questions.)

Customer: “How long have you worked here for?”

Me: *laughing* “Too long.”

Customer: “How long’s that?”

Me: “About four years.”

Customer: “Why don’t you go to school?”

Me: “I did go to school. It’s hard to find jobs in the career path you went to school for, especially in this area.”

Customer: “Why don’t you go back to school?”

Me: “I can’t afford it.”

Customer: “Well, are you a manager or something here?”

Me: “Nope, just full time.”

(I leave as soon as I’m done helping him, eager to stop talking about how I still work in retail. About six months later, I recognize the same man in line at my counter. He waits while I book in copy orders and ring through customers with items. Finally when it’s his turn, he doesn’t even have items or something to copy.)

Customer: “Hey, [My Name]! How’s it going?”

Me: “Fine, you?”

Customer: “Good! So you’re still here, eh? Have you been looking for other jobs?”

Me: “Kind of… I’m usually always looking for something that’s closer to my schooling.”

Customer: “Well, why don’t you get a job in [Nearby Large City]? There’s tons of jobs there!”

Me: “Because I don’t want to live in the city, or commute every day for work.”

Customer: “Well, that’s where the jobs are!”

Me: “I see.”

Customer: “Well, you should talk to a head-hunter! That’s their job, you know, finding other people jobs!”

Me: “That’s okay.”

Customer: “What?”

Me: “I’m fine. Thanks, though.”

Customer: “Oh…”

(After he leaves, my coworker comes up to me.)

Coworker: “What was that?”

Me: “A stranger who literally waited in line just to ask me why I’m still working here.”

Sick Of His Secrets

| USA | Bad Behavior, Health & Body, Pets & Animals

(A man brought his little dog in because she wasn’t eating or going to the bathroom. The vets examined her and found that she had something stuck in her stomach blocking entrance to her small intestines. We ended up inducing vomiting. My job was to search for what could have caused the blockage.)

Me: *digging through the pile of vomit with a tongue depressor* “Ugh. Why is there so much stuff here? The guy said she wasn’t eating!”

Coworker: “Never thought I’d be digging through puke on a Saturday morning. Hey, what’s this?” *holding up a pink lacy thong with fishnet stockings stuck on it*

Me: “Oh, my god.”

(We bagged it up so the vet could show the client before sending it to the lab.)

Vet: “Sir, we found the cause of the blockage.”

Client: “Oh. OH. OH, MY… Can… can you please dispose of it?”

Vet: “We have to send it to the lab. Don’t worry; we’ll have them dispose of it.”

Client: “Thank you…”

(After he left, we all just about died laughing.)

Doctor’s Disorders

| ID, USA | Extra Stupid, Family & Kids, Health & Body

Me: “Thank you for calling pediatrics, how can I help you?”

Caller: “Hi, yeah, I saw my doctor today and she recommended I use lotrimin on my daughter’s yeast infection diaper rash but I’m at the store and the bottle says not to use on children under two except under the advice of a doctor. So I’m not sure what to do now…”

An Unrewarding Realization

| FL, USA | At The Checkout, Bizarre

Me: “Welcome to [Store].”

(Customer waves and walks past me, goes shopping, and then comes up to the counter to check out.)

Me: “Do you have your [Store] Rewards card?”

(The customer looks around then at my name tag.)

Customer: “What store am I in?”

Forgot What Day It Was

| OH, USA | Extra Stupid, Holidays

(I’m at a mall with my friends. It’s Memorial Day, and the mall is open for Memorial Day sales. We are waiting in line at a store, right behind a 50-something woman, when this happens:)

Customer: “You shouldn’t be working today! You should be at home, remembering the fallen!”

Cashier: “I didn’t choose to be here. This is my job.”

Customer: *getting angry* “I don’t care! This is an outrage!. You are disrespecting the troops!”

Cashier: “Well, if I wasn’t working here today, you wouldn’t be able to buy this stuff, so I wouldn’t talk like that.”

Customer: *stammering* “But you still aren’t—”

Cashier: “Ma’am, my dad died in combat. I would rather be at home, remembering him, than here, dealing with ungrateful customers like you. You are the reason why I’m here today. So don’t tell me I’m being disrespectful.”

(The woman shut up, paid for her items, and left.)

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