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    Hell Hath No Fury Like A Mother Scorned

    | Waterbury, CT, USA | Awesome Customers, Bigotry, Top, Wild & Unruly

    (We’re not too busy at the grocery store this night, but we still have a decent amount of customers. I have just finished a transaction for Customer #1, a lady no more then 5 feet tall who is carrying a small infant, when I notice that she has left her baby’s bottle on the counter.)

    Me: “Oh, Miss! Your baby bottle!”

    (My coworker, a young man, picks up the bottle and politely walks the few feet to give it to the woman.)

    Customer #1: “Thank you both so much!” *takes the bottle*

    (Out of nowhere, Customer #2, a man about 6 feet tall, starts screaming.)

    Customer #2: “Why the f*** are you catering to her! You’re a man! She is just a fat lazy b****!”

    (My coworker, a few other customers, and I stand in shock. Customer #1, however, calmly puts her grocery bag on the floor, places her infant in my coworker’s arms, and walks right up to Customer #2. With amazing speed, her hand shoots out and grabs his collar bone, and he drops to the floor in obvious pain.)

    Customer #1: “You wanna go?! Come on! This fat, lazy b**** will kick your a** all over this d*** store!”

    Customer #2: *meekly raises his arms in surrender*

    Customer #1: “Smart decision!” *picks up her grocery bag, takes back her baby, and merrily goes on her way*

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    Suddenly At A Loss For Words

    | Sacramento, CA, USA | Bigotry, Top

    (A customer has just called one of our new employees the N-word for not bagging his groceries to his liking. The manager, a 5’4″ blond woman, runs out of the store and begins berating the customer in question.)

    Manager: “How dare you call one of my clerks that! What is wrong with you?”

    Customer: “F*** YOU, LADY! WHAT THE F*** DO YOU KNOW?!”

    (At that moment, the aforementioned bagger’s brothers happen to be walking into the store. Both brothers are at least 6’2″.)

    Brother #1: “What’s going on?”

    Manager: “This a**hole called your sister the N-word.”

    Brother #2: “What?!”

    Brother #1: *to the customer* “HOW ‘BOUT YOU SAY THAT TO ME?!

    (Seeing that customer run out of a parking lot was the best possible thing to lift our spirits on a busy day!)

    Speak Loudly And Carry A Big Stick

    | Morisset, Australia | Bizarre, Wild & Unruly

    (My friend and I are out doing some shopping. Note: my friend had sprained his ankle earlier that day, so I’d leant him a walking stick I happened to own to help him around the store. A rather disheveled old man, also with a cane, approaches us out of the blue.)

    Old Man: *to my friend* “Nice cane!”

    My Friend: “Thanks.”

    Old Man: “Did you get it here?” *turns to an employee who is stocking shelves beside us* “Did he get it here?”

    Employee: “Uh—”

    Old Man: “Handy things, canes! Great for clubbing people!” *swings his cane wildly* “It’s honestly something no senior should be without; they’re great for self-defense. If anyone tries to attack you, or mug you, you can just smash them!”

    (The old man begins to mime beating someone with his cane. My friend, the employee, and I exchange glances.)

    My Friend: “Yeah… good…”

    Old Man: “Do you know what else canes are good for? MOUNTAINS. Have you been to the mountains? They’ve got these great canes up there; huge branches that they’ve carved into. Great for bushwalking, but what I think they should do is just whack one of those little rubber things on the end and sell them as regular old walking sticks. I think there’s a serious market for those!” *turns to the employee* “Would you stock something like that?”

    Employee: “I—”

    Old Man: “And do you know what else? You could sell self defense DVDs with the walking sticks, teaching people the weak spots in the human body and the best way to swing your cane! THE BALLS! Aim for the balls! Or the nose or stomach; that’d work! Even just getaway attacks, like taking out the knees, giving you time to run. You know, even if people didn’t want the walking stick, I think they’d still buy the DVD; that’s really handy knowledge!”

    (He stops as it looks like a thought dawns on him, while the three of us just stare at him, speechless.)

    Old Man: “There is a genuine market for these!” *points at me and my friend accusingly* “It’s mine! You know it’s mine and you can’t have it! Try and steal it… AND I’LL WHACK YA!”

    (He lunges at us with his cane and we jump back when he swings it at us. He laughs maniacally and rushes off without another word, leaving us dumbfounded and a little scared.)

    Employee: *whispers* “Don’t steal his idea, whatever you do…”

    The Custo-Me Is Always Right

    | NY, USA | Technology

    (Our store has recently put in a computerized ticketing system that shows us the numbers customers have taken. It also allows customers to place an order at a kiosk and pick it up later. The only difference to a customer coming up to the counter is the placement of the tickets, and that they now have to press a button instead of pushing a lever.)

    Customer: “Why did you have to change the ticket system? It was fine the way it was!”

    Coworker: “I don’t know, ma’am. They don’t tell us.”

    Customer: “Yeah, well, they shouldn’t fix what isn’t broken.”

    Coworker: “They just wanted the new technology, I think, so people can place orders at the kiosk now.”

    Customer: “But if we want things a specific way, the kiosk is useless!”

    Me: “That’s true. However, some customers like the convenience of it, especially for short trips to the store.”

    Customer: “Well, I don’t use it, so it’s useless!”

    Thank God His Name Isn’t Johnson

    | Ann Arbor, MI, USA | At The Checkout, Rude & Risque

    (I’m ringing up a middle-aged lady.)

    Me: “Do you have a rewards card?”

    Customer: “Yes… last name is ‘Jones.’”

    Me: “Under ‘Jonathan?’”

    Customer: “Yes, as much as possible!”

    Me: *stunned silence*

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