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    , | TX, USA | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests

    (While volunteering at the local Habitat for Humanity ReStore, I notice a middle-aged man walk up to the cashier and hand him a $20 bill. He is buying a $2 tire gauge, normally priced at twice that amount. I overhear the exchange.)

    Cashier: “Excuse me, sir, do you have anything smaller?” *gestures at nearly empty money jar* “Our cash register isn’t working and I don’t think we have enough change in here to cash a 20.”

    Customer: “But it’s legal tender.”

    Cashier: “Yes, but we don’t have sufficient change.”

    Customer: “It’s enough, isn’t it?”

    (This goes on for about five minutes, with the cashier clearly attempting to keep his cool. Finally, he gives up.)

    Cashier: “Here.”

    (He reaches into his own wallet and pulls out $20 in fives and ones, takes $2 and gives the remaining $18 to the customer. The customer counts the money in his hands, then attempts to take the $2 sitting on the table.)

    Cashier: “Hey, what are you doing?”

    Customer: “You only gave me $18. I gave you a 20.”

    Cashier: “Yes, but you want to buy this gauge, don’t you? It cost $2, so I took that out.”

    Customer: “How do I know you didn’t short change me?”

    (At this point, the cashier is about ready to explode. He grabs the cash and clearly counts the amount out. It amounts exactly to $20.)

    Cashier: “There, you did get exact change. Now I will need $2 for the item.”

    Customer: “I want a discount for the trouble you put me through.”

    Cashier: *exasperated* “The item normally cost $4. You are getting it at half off. Now, is there anything else I can do for you?”

    Customer: “No, that’s all. I ought to complain for the amount of time this took. Now I’m late.”

    (He grabbed the tire gauge and left. I saw him, about two hours later, still wandering about the store.)

    A Bad Collection Recollection

    | UK | Bad Behavior, Time

    (My job at our store is to book collections over the phone. On the day the collection is made our drivers will ring the customer in the morning and will give them a time as to when they will be in there area to collect. An angry customer phones up.)

    Me: “Hello, you’ve reached [Shop]. [My Name] speaking. How can I help you?”

    Angry Caller: “I was told that I would receive a call in the morning about my collection and I haven’t. I have been waiting in all day! I am a busy person and you are wasting my f****** time!”

    Me: “Okay, if I could just take your last name and I will find your collection details. I will ring the drivers for you and find out why they did not call you, find out what time they can be with you, and then I will call you straight back.”

    Angry Caller: *gives surname* “You better had. MY time is very valuable!” *hangs up*

    (After she hangs up I call both of our drivers who are on the road. As it turns out none of them have a collection under that name, so i check our diary which we keep in the shop and find her collection details. I then proceed to ring her back.)

    Me: “Hello is that Mrs. [Angry Caller]?”

    Angry Caller: “Yes, speaking.”

    Me: “I am calling from [Store] about your collection.”

    Angry Caller: “Where the f*** are your drivers then? I still have not received a call as to when they will be here! If they are not collected today I will make a complaint about you for wasting my time!”

    Me: “Well, after reviewing your details, I have found out that you booked in your collection for tomorrow, not today.”

    Angry Caller: “…” *click*

    Kitten Smitten

    | UK | At The Checkout, Bizarre, Pets & Animals

    (I’m working on the till at a charity shop when a woman walks in. She has a small handbag, and while it’s open, I can’t see inside. She comes up to me with a book.)

    Woman: “Just this, please.”

    (I ring her up and tell her the price. When she reaches into her handbag for her purse, I see she has a folded blue blanket with something furry and ginger inside. Naturally, I assume it’s a cuddly toy for a child.)

    Woman: *sees me looking* “Oh, do you like him?”

    Me: “Him?”

    (She takes the object and blanket out of her handbag to show me. To my astonishment, it’s not a cuddly toy, but a ginger kitten so small that its eyes aren’t open!)

    Me: “Why do you have a kitten in your bag?”

    Woman: *cradling the blanketed kitten gently* “He was pulled out of a burning building, and I’ve been hand-rearing him. I don’t go anywhere without him because he’s so small. At least he’s getting better after the fire!”

    (I finish ringing her up and take a moment to pet the kitten. She puts him carefully back into her handbag.)

    Woman: “Now to see if I can get him into [Supermarket]!”

    Me: “…good luck with that!”

    (Later, my manager scolded me for not calling her down. She wanted to pet the kitten, too.)

    I Was Only Borrowing It

    , | Kent, England, UK | Books & Reading

    (I volunteer in a charity second-hand bookstore where all our stock comes from donations. A woman comes into the store.)

    Woman: “Excuse me, do you have ‘The Book Thief?’ I can’t remember who wrote it.”

    Me: “Um, I’m not sure. Let me check.”

    (I ask a coworker, who knows the author. Once we have this we go to the fiction shelves, where the books are in alphabetical order by author.)

    Me: “Sorry, we don’t appear to have it.”

    Woman: “Oh, no! I need a used copy. I borrowed one off my friend and she wants it back, but my husband accidentally gave it to a charity shop and he can’t remember which one.”

    Me: “We can have a look out the back, as we’re currently sorting out some stock.”

    Woman: “Would you? Thank you.”

    (I go out the back where shelves of books ready to go out are sitting. They are not in order so it takes a few moments to search, but luckily we have one.)

    Me: “Got it!” *I hand it over*

    Woman: “Thank you so much! This may even be the copy we donated.”

    (We head to the till and she offers to pay as we are a charity.)

    Me: *as she leaves* “Tell hubby it cost £20 to buy it back!”

    Woman: *laughing* “Oh, he’ll be paying for this for a long time!”

    (It was only afterwards that we realised the irony in losing a book called ‘The Book Thief!’)

    Not In Her Charitable Shoes

    | Scotland, UK | At The Checkout, Crazy Requests, Extra Stupid

    (I’m an assistant manager in a charity shop. As we’re a charity, we don’t do any refunds unless the item is damaged, although we do take exchanges or credit with a receipt. There is a large printed sign clearly stating our refund policy on the counter. A volunteer calls me out to deal with a customer.)

    Volunteer: “This lady wants a refund for these shoes.”

    Me: “Okay, what’s wrong with them?”

    Customer: “They’re the wrong size.”

    Me: “Oh, sorry, I’m afraid we don’t do refunds unless the item is damaged. I can give you an exchange, or a store credit.”

    Customer: *begins to get angry” “You didn’t tell me that I couldn’t get a refund when I bought them. That’s false advertising! All other shops do refunds!”

    Me: *points to sign that is literally ON THE COUNTER* “There is a sign right here that states our refund policy; we can’t ask our volunteers to recite it to every customer. If you had asked when you bought the shoes then we would have explained the policy to you. All our profits go to charity, which is why we don’t offer refunds; most other charity shops have the exact same policy.”

    Customer: “That sign is too low; it’s ridiculous to expect people to read that!”

    Me: “I’m sorry, but there is nowhere else that we could put the sign, and I feel that it’s quite clear. It’s on the counter, so everybody who buys something can see it.”

    Customer: “You should put it there!” *points to a display cabinet*

    Me: “Um… If we put it there, nobody would be able to see things inside the cabinet.”

    Customer: *by this point she is practically shouting in my face* “That’s not my problem! Your sign isn’t clear enough! I want a refund for these shoes. They’re for my mother and they’re the wrong size.”

    Me: “I’m sorry; I really can’t give you a refund because you bought shoes the wrong size. You can have an exchange or credit.”

    Customer: “I can’t believe this! This is RIDICULOUS, it’s false advertising, and I’m not leaving without a refund.”

    (My manager and another manager who happened to be in the shop have come out to try to calm the customer down.)

    Manager: “Everything she’s said is absolutely right. Our policy is stated right in front of you and as a charity shop, we don’t do refunds. It’s a very common policy.”

    Customer: “I’m going to call the police! I can’t believe this! I’m calling them now!” *she takes out her phone*

    (At this point, another customer steps in:)

    Customer #2: “If you call the police, who do you think they’re going to have a problem with: the shop following their policy, which is stated RIGHT THERE, or you screaming in their faces?”

    (The customer shouts some more about calling the police and then leaves, throwing the shoes on the counter.)

    Manager: “Out of interest, how much were the shoes?”

    Me: “£5…”

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