Not Always Right on Facebook Not Always Right on Twitter Not Always Right Unfiltered on Tumblr
Featured Story:
  • Motherly Advice To Mother
    (1,615 thumbs up)
  • September Theme Of The Month: Return Of The Geeks!
    Submit your story today!

    And Her Roots Were Blonde

    | Terrace, B.C., Canada |

    (I’m working a graveyard shift, it’s 3:00 AM, a girl comes in, obviously more than mildly inebriated.)

    Customer: “Ummmm… so, I came in here an hour ago, and bought a Pepsi, and I like, took a drink of it just now, there was like, a hair in the Pepsi. Can I get another one for free?”

    Me: “Do you mean there was a hair in the bottle when you drank it?”

    Customer: “No, um, like, I took a drink, and one of my hairs got in my mouth at the same time, and I guess I bit it off and drank it too, and that was really gross so I like, threw the Pepsi away.”

    Me: “So you swallowed your own hair, and you want me to pay for your Pepsi to make up for it?”

    Customer: “Exactly! I’m sooooo glad you understand me!”

    Me: “Um, no. You’re gonna have to pay, actually.”

    Customer: “Aww, I knew that wouldn’t work. I /told/ him that wouldn’t work. He like, told me I was cute enough that you’d give me free stuff, but I knew it wouldn’t work. Oh well, I’ll pay, I guess!”

    (She goes to the cooler and starts tapping on the lids of various bottles with her finger, before deciding on one half-way back on the rack, requiring her to take a dozen bottles off before getting to hers, and coming to the counter with it, leaving the rest on the floor.)

    Me: “Um… what were you doing?”

    Customer: “Checking for a fresh one! They like, sound different! You work here, you should totally know that! You’re not very good at your job, are you?”

    Related:
    On The Bright Side, She Never Gets Brain Freezes

    A Law Degree In Second-Degree Burns

    | Missoula, MT, USA |

    (Our convenience store is on a college campus, and we have five different kinds of coffee in self-serve urns).

    Customer: “Wow, this coffee is really hot!”

    Me: “Um…”

    Customer: “What if I spill it or something? I could get burned!”

    Me: “Well, yes. But it’s coffee. Coffee is usually hot.”

    Customer: “Well, I could sue you, you know. I heard about a woman who sued because the coffee burned her.”

    Me: “I don’t know that you could, actually. That was–”

    Customer: *interrupting* “Yeah, but I don’t see any signs.”

    (I point to large signs on all the coffee urns saying “Caution: Contents HOT“.)

    Customer: “I could still sue.”

    Me: “Yeah, but you’re a college student. We assume you can read.”

    Customer: “Oh yeah? Betcha I could prove I can’t!”

    Me: “…”

    Smoked

    | Spokane, WA, USA | Top

    Me: “How can I help you, sir?”

    Customer: “I want one single cigarette.”

    Me: “No problem, can I see your ID?”

    Customer: “What? Do I look 14 to you?”

    Me: “No, you look 18, but unless I get ID I can’t sell them to you.”

    Customer: “Why cant you sell me the beer and a cigarette?”

    Me: “I am sorry, sir, but I could lose my job if I sold it to you without ID.”

    Customer: “Oh, I am sure your job is sooo great and pays you a lot?!”

    Me: “I’m not the one who can’t afford more than one cigarette.”

    Related:
    Burned

    We Need One Of These In Every Store, Part 2

    | Atlanta, GA, USA | Top

    (There is a long line at a small local convenience store due to a very nice but inexperienced cashier. The cashier messes up a purchase for the second time…)

    Owner, to cashier: “What the f*** is wrong with you?! You are so f***ing worthless!”

    Customer: “How dare you talk to her like that! She is trying her hardest!”

    Owner, to customer: “If you don’t like how I treat my employees, you can leave!”

    (Upon hearing this, everyone in line drops their things on the ground and walks out of the store.)

    Related:
    We Need One Of These In Every Store

    We All Feel Your Pain

    | Altoona, PA, USA |

    (I was in line to pay for a snack at a local convenience store when an elderly woman comes in, heads right to the front of the line.)

    Customer: “My gas tank isn’t filled.”

    Employee: “I’m sorry, I’m waiting on these customers right now. ¬†If you get in line, I’ll be happy to–”

    Customer: “No!¬†Your gas isn’t filling my tank, and I want to know why.”

    Manager: “I’m sorry, may I help you?”

    Customer: “Your gas doesn’t fill up my tank. I came in with less than half a tank and your gas didn’t even fill it up three quarters of the way!”

    Manager: “I’m sorry, ma’am. ¬†I’ll have someone come in and look at the pump you were using. ¬†For right now, you’re welcome to go to one of our other pumps and finish filling your tank.”

    Employee, to the manager: “She only prepaid $10…”

    Manager: “You prepaid for $10 of gas?”

    Customer: “That’s right.”

    Manager: “And… $10 isn’t… filling your tank….”

    Customer: “When my husband, God rest his soul, pumped gas, he used to pay $10 and it would fill up our tank.”

    Manager: “When was this?”

    Customer: “That doesn’t matter! ¬†My son-in-law has been pumping my gas since. ¬†I’ve given him $10 and it’s filled up my tank every time. You’re trying to take advantage of me because I’m an old woman!”

    Manager: “No, ma’am… the price of gas has gone up quite a bit in the last few years… It costs me almost $50 to fill my car–”

    Customer: “Don’t give me that! ¬†It’s always cost me $10… I’m going right to the Better Business Bureau and the Attorney General’s Office!”

    Manager: “Yes, ma’am. Sorry about the trouble. Good luck with all that…”

    Page 22/23First...1920212223