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    Lacking The Most Important Sense Of All: Common

    | Sugar Land, TX, USA | Top

    (At my store, we have several baggers that are deaf. On this day, one of them was bagging for me and I was running a register.)

    Customer: *to bagger* “Excuse me, where is the mens’ room?”

    Bagger: *motions that he is deaf and cannot hear him*

    Customer: “I SAID where is the mens’ room?!”

    Bagger: *points to the sign on his nametag stating he is deaf*

    Customer: “Aren’t you going to tell me where the mens’ room is?!”

    Me: “Sir, he can’t hear you; he’s deaf.”

    Customer: “Why is he so f***ing rude? I asked him a question; he could just TELL me he’s deaf.”

    Me: “Sir, the mens’ room is over there.” *points*

    Customer: *to bagger* “You should’ve told me you’re deaf. It’s rude to not answer people like that.”

    Me: *signs to bagger to tell him what the customer said*

    Bagger: *signs back, “What an idiot!”*

    Seriously, Folks, No More Cuts To Education

    | Temple Terrace, FL, USA |

    (A customer walks up to me for assistance while I’m in aisle 14 of the grocery store.)

    Me: “Ma’am, what can I help you with today?”

    Customer: “I need to find bread crumbs.”

    Me: “Okay, well there are some on aisle 7 and also some in the bakery. Would you like me to show you?”

    Customer: “No, I’ll go find it. Is aisle 7 above or below aisle 14? I’m not real good at math.”

    Me: “Ma’am, I better show you where it is…”

    Becoming Familiar With Fiber

    | Texas, USA | Awesome Customers, Top

    (My dad was standing in an express line at the grocery store. In front of him was a well-to-do-looking woman, who clearly had several more items than the limit.)

    Dad: “You know, it’s amazing that someone who is apparently so successful can’t read.”

    Woman: *in a huff* “That sign’s for regular people, not for me!”

    (An old man behind my dad taps him on the shoulder.)

    Old man: “Here, give her this.”

    (My dad hands it to the woman.)

    Woman: “What’s this?”

    Old man: “Metamucil. It’ll make you regular.”

    A Sleepwalk To Remember

    | Nova Scotia, Canada |

    (I work in customer service, where tobacco products and lottery tickets are purchased.)

    Me: “Do you need any cigarettes or lotto with that today, ma’am?”

    Customer: “Excuse me?!”

    Me: “Do you need any cigarettes or lotto today?”

    Customer: “What do you mean by that?”

    Me: “…do you need to purchase any cigarettes or lotto today?”

    Customer: “But, what do you mean by that?”

    Me: “I mean…do you want to buy cigarettes or lotto today?”

    Customer: *blank stare* “What?”

    Me: “Do you know what cigarettes and lotto are?”

    Customer: *shakes head* “Um…” *confused look*

    (I explain to her what cigarettes and lotto are, then I ring the lady’s purchase in and put it in a bag. She punches in her number for her debit card but stops halfway through and looks at me.)

    Customer: “Aw crap, I forgot to buy my cigarettes.”

    Dinner Without A Show Is No Dinner At All

    | Buffalo, NY, USA |

    (I’m cashing out a customer and bagging his groceries.)

    Me: “And what’s in your bakery bag, sir?”

    Customer: “A cantaloupe. I put it in there to get ripe.”

    Me: “OK…”

    Customer: “You know what they do in California? They JUGGLE the fruit – the cantaloupes and the mangoes and the apples and such.”

    Me: “Oh, that must be neat to see–”

    Customer: “YOU SHOULD DO THAT!”

    Me: *laughing* “That’d be interesting, but I don’t know how to juggle.”

    Customer: “You mean to tell me you can’t juggle this fruit?”

    Me: “I’m afraid not…”

    Customer: “Then take the cantaloupe off. I don’t want it if you won’t juggle it for me.”


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