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    Less Is More, More Or Less, Part 2

    | Florida, USA | Money

    Me: “Your total is $24.30 (before tax).”

    Customer: “I want to use my coupon.”

    (The coupon is for $10 off a purchase of $25 or more.)

    Me: “Your total is $24.30, so you need to spend $.70 more to use that coupon.”

    Customer: “What do I do?”

    Me: “You could just add something.”

    Customer: “But I don’t need anything!”

    (Despite my attempts to help her save money, the customer continued to refuse to add anything. So, what did she do? She paid the full price and left, oblivious to the fact she could have saved over $10 by spending just $0.70 more.)

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    Don’t Know Thy Enemy

    | San Diego, CA, USA |

    (Note: I never forget a face, ever. A man walks into my bank, straight to my desk. He has a look on his face as if he knows exactly who I am. However, I have never seen him before in my life.)

    Man:*smiles and sits down at my desk* “Your mother is a dirty w****.”

    Me: “E-e-excuse me?!”

    Man: “You heard me. A dirty, nasty w****.”

    Me: “Sir, first of all, I am certain you don’t know my mother, since she’s dead. Second, you need to leave right now for speaking like that.”

    Man: “Wait, is this [competitor]?”

    Me: “No, no it’s not. Please leave.”

    Man: *quickly leaves*

    No Deposits, Just Withdrawals

    | Seattle, WA, USA | Health & Body, Top

    (A customer approaches the teller window with a withdrawal ticket.)

    Me: “Hi there! Withdrawal today?”

    (The customer seems taken aback.)

    Customer: “What?!”

    Me: “You’re taking out cash, right?”

    Customer: “Oh, yes. I thought you knew about my drug problem!”

    Treating Workers Like Garbage

    | Knoxville, TN, USA | Food & Drink

    (I am working the concessions stand when a young woman and her small daughter approach my register.)

    Me: “Hi! Welcome to [theater]. How can I help you today?”

    Customer: “I’ll take a medium popcorn and drink, please.”

    (The customer pays and I hand her the popcorn and drink.)

    Customer: “Hey, do you have a trash can back there?”

    Me: “Absolutely!”

    (I hold out my hand for the trash, expecting it to be something innocuous.)

    Daughter: *spits her gum out in my hand, drool and all*

    Hashpocalypse Now

    , | Sydney, Australia | Bizarre, Food & Drink

    (I’m working the breakfast shift when a man comes in with his children who look about 5 or 6. He orders a large amount of food.)

    Customer: “And can I get…four hash browns with that?”

    Me: “Certainly.”

    (I type in the total and show it to him.)

    Customer: “What? $4.80? Are you kidding?”

    Me: “That’s how much it is.”

    Customer: “No way! That’s too expensive! I can’t justify that. Get rid of them!”

    (I cancel the last item while the customer continues ranting.)

    Customer: “It’s also the fact that they’re just hot oil! I can’t give my kids that poison!”

    Me: “What?”

    Customer: “This whole place is poison! All of it! You know the cancer charities you guys set up? Your food is causing the cancer that those kids are dying from!”

    Me: “Uh…”

    Customer: “You’re poisoning people! Poisoning my kids! Working here, you kill more people a year than smoking!”

    Me: “Really?”

    Customer: *mimicking me* “‘Really?’ Why don’t you do some bloody research before you start a job, girl?!”

    Me: *speechless*

    Customer: “This whole place is evil! You should have a freaking skull and crossbones out the front! I can’t justify buying hash browns and poisoning my kids!” *leaves with his kids and his food, minus the evil hash browns*

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