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    Sugar And Spice, Although Brains Might Be Nice

    | Pickering, ON, Canada | Extra Stupid

    (The store I work in is a store full of little girls’ accessories. With headbands, nail polish, and necklaces, it’s fairly obvious this is a store for little girls.)

    Me: “Hey there, how can I help you?”

    Customer: “Yes, do you have any little girls accessories?”

    Me: “You’re in the right place.”

    Customer: “Oh, good! Where would I find them?”

    Me: *gestures* “Anywhere in the store.”

    Customer: “What do you mean?”

    Me: “The whole store is full of little girls’ accessories. That’s what [store] is all about.”

    Customer: *somewhat ditzy* “Oh. Okay! Thank you. Goodbye!”

    (I watch as the customer prances off into the mall and goes straight into another girls accessory store.)

    Coworker: “Wow.”

    Bigots Will Only Get Stonewalled

    | Indiana, USA | At The Checkout, Bigotry, Top

    (I’m a cashier at a newly opened gas station. It is the first of its chain in the area. As such, many of the customers are asking questions about the store. Since we’re new, I’m trying my best to be extra friendly and helpful to everyone. An old woman approaches me with several items. She looks rather concerned.)

    Customer: “So…are you a gas station or a grocery store?”

    Me: “Both, ma’am. We’re all about convenience.”

    Customer: “And what sorts of customers come here?”

    Me: “Well, we’ve just opened, ma’am, so its hard to say at this point.”

    Customer: “I don’t want to shop at a store for God-hating homosexuals.”

    Me: “Come again?”

    Customer: “You heard me!”

    (I do my best to maintain a neutral stance and begin scanning her items as quickly as possible.)

    Me: “Ma’am, by policy we can’t turn away customers.”

    (She gives me a strange look and her eyes widen.)

    Customer: “You’re one of them aren’t you!?”

    Me: “Pardon?”

    Customer: “You’re a f*****!”

    Me: “I’m not, actually, but it is my job to serve any customer that comes to my register.”

    Customer: “I will never come here again! May God have mercy on your sinful soul!”

    (I stand there for a few moments absolutely dumbstruck. Meanwhile, two older gentlemen in matching lavender shirts come up to my register and drop a $50 bill in my tip jar while only purchasing a single gallon of milk. One of them grins and looks me in the eye.)

    Older gentleman: “Doesn’t matter if you’re on ‘our team’ or not. We’re coming here every day from now on.”

    Wilhelmina Wonka & The Chocolate Bakery

    | Florida, USA | Food & Drink

    (I am behind the bakery counter and a woman goes to the bread wall and picks up a loaf of clearly marked “Whole Wheat Italian 5 Grain” bread that happens to be covered in seeds.)

    Customer: *brings loaf to me* “Is this chocolate bread?”

    Me: “Um, excuse me?”

    Customer: “Is this chocolate bread? It’s a dark brown color like chocolate.”

    Me: “It’s ‘Whole Wheat Italian 5 Grain’ bread. It’s labeled right here.” *shows her the label*

    Customer: “Okay, as long as it’s not chocolate bread. My husband is on a diet and cannot have chocolate!”

    Sweet, Sour, Salty, And Swirl

    | Coconut Creek, FL, USA | Food & Drink

    (I work at the cake section of our store. A customer is asking me what some of the cake labels mean. Then, we get to the marble cake.)

    Customer: “What does ‘marble cake’ mean?”

    Me: “It’s vanilla cake with chocolate cake swirled into it.”

    Customer: “Does it taste different?”

    Me: “No, it’s just vanilla and chocolate”

    Customer: “But it’s swirled. Don’t the swirls taste different?”

    Grand Theft Innocence, Part 3

    | Dublin, Ireland | Family & Kids, Rude & Risque

    (A kid walks into the store and brings “Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas” up to the counter. He’s no more than 11.)

    Me: “I’m sorry, but I can’t let you rent that game. It’s for over 18 only.”

    Kid: “My mom lets me play this all the time!”

    Me: “Well, you’ll have to get her to rent it for you then.”

    (The kid stomps off and returns with his mother. She brings the game up.)

    Customer: “I want to rent this.”

    Me: “Well, I should tell you that it is a very violent game.”

    Customer: “I don’t mind that.”

    Me: “Well, in this game, you can actually pick up a hooker and beat her to death afterwards to get back your money. There’s loads of graphic violence and bad language.”

    Customer: *alarmed* “Bad language?” *turns to her son* “Darren, you know you’re not allowed things with bad language!” *grabs him by the arm and storms out with him in tow*

    Related:
    Grand Theft Innocence, Part 2
    Grand Theft Innocence


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