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    University Of Homer Simpson

    | Miami, FL, USA |

    (I’m 19 and a customer in his mid-twenties comes up to me with a 6-pack of beer and some beef jerky.)

    Me: “I’m sorry, sir, since I’m underage I can’t sell you this beer. Would you mind waiting for my coworker?”

    Customer: “Oh, sure no problem. Can I ask you a question?”

    Me: “Sure.”

    Customer: “You’re of Indian descent, right?”

    Me: “That’s right, sir.”

    Customer: “But you were born here in America, right?”

    Me: “Uh, no actually. I was born in India, but I moved here pretty young.”

    Customer: “Don’t lie to me, you don’t have an accent! I’ve seen all the movies! Any Indian character who works at a gas station always has an accent!”

    Be All The Genders You Can Be

    | Seattle, WA, USA |

    (An older man who looks to be in his 80s approaches the counter.)

    Me: “Good morning, sir.”

    Customer: “I’m not a ‘sir’.”

    Me: “…”

    Customer: “…”

    Me: “…ma’am?”

    Customer: “Are you getting sarcastic with me?”

    Me: “No…you’re confusing me.”

    Customer: “Have you been in the military?”

    Me: “…no. But several of my family members have.”

    Customer: “Well, you should. You’d be perfect.” *salutes and leaves*

    Coworker: *walking in* “Who was that guy?”

    Me: “Sergeant Transvestite?”

    Sustenance In The Wilderness

    | Tucson, AZ, USA |

    (Our store is near the university campus, right next to the dorms. I received an odd call one day.)

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

    Caller: “Yes, my daughter lives in the dorms right next to you, and I was wondering what your store is.”

    Me: “It’s a gas station, and inside there’s a convenience store with soda, snacks, stuff like that.”

    Caller: “Is it a grocery store?”

    Me: “No…it’s a gas station and convenience store. We have chips, candy, etc. We have a fountain with soda, and also coffee.”

    Caller: “So it’s a grocery store?”

    Me: “No…we don’t have grocery products. We have a SMALL supply of cheap toilet paper, milk, and tampons. I doubt your daughter would come here for anything except the ATM and coffee, or gas if she drives.”

    Caller: “Well, I want to make sure my daughter will be okay. What kind of store is it?”

    Me: *starting to get annoyed* “It’s a gas station. There are pumps in the front to get gas at. We also have snacks. It’s a convenience store and a gas station.”

    Caller: “I don’t understand. She’s away at college and I don’t know
    if she’ll be okay.”

    Me: “Ma’am, she’ll be fine. Have a nice day, good bye.” *hanging up*

    (A few minutes later, a skinny blond girl enters the store.)

    Girl: *talking on her cell phone* “Yeah, Mom, they have coffee, soda, gum, chips, and an ATM…it’s a convenience store, Mom. Yes, they sell gas – there are pumps outside!”

    Me: *headdesk*

    Petrol Perception

    | Los Angeles, CA, USA |

    Customer: “Your pumps are a lot slower than they used to be. It never used to take this long to pump $20 of gas.”

    Me: “The pump speed hasn’t decreased; it just takes longer to get to $20 now that the price of gas is half what it used to be.”

    Customer: “Well, I wish it would go up again so I could fill up faster!”

    Cold Hard Cash

    | Ontario, Canada |

    Customer: “Do you guys have an ATM machine here?”

    Me: “Er, no, sorry.”

    Customer: “I see one right there!”

    Me: “Um … that’s a telephone booth, sir.”

    Customer: *squinting and walking toward it* “No, it’s an ATM.”

    Me: “No. No it’s not. It’s definitely a telephone booth.”

    Customer: “Oh. Well…there’s one beside it!”

    Me: “That is a freezer, sir. We store ice in it to sell to campers for their coolers.”

    Customer: “Why does it say ‘ice’ on it? What kind of ATM says ‘ice’?” *opening the ice box* “It’s an ice box.”

    Me: ” …”


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