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‘Surprise’-ingly Good Parenting

| Calgary, AB, Canada | Awesome Customers, Family & Kids

(Our store is known for our “surprise bags”, where, for a few bucks, you get six randomly chosen accessories that are gathered from the old stock sent back to corporate. To keep the element of surprise, the bags are colored blue and not very opaque, which means that a lot of curious customers will tear open the bags to see what’s inside. I come around the corner and I see a young girl pull a long thin hair clip out of the bag where it had been against the plastic and uses it to try to wedge the bag open. If they’re really young kids, we usually just tell them that they can’t do that and deal with the bag, but this girl looks to be about ten and should know better.)

Me: “Excuse me, you can’t open that.”

Girl: *startled that she had been caught* “I didn’t open it.”

(What I didn’t notice this that at the same time I caught the girl, so did her mother.)

Mother: *to daughter* “What are you doing?!”

Girl: “Nothing.”

Me: “Your daughter was opening one of the surprise bags.”

Girl: “No, I wasn’t!”

Mother: *to me* “Oh, I know. I saw her do it.”

Girl: “I wasn’t opening it!”

Mother: “Then what were you doing?”

Girl: “…”

Me: “Don’t worry about it. Our policy is that we can’t force you to buy it. But, unfortunately I’m going to have to take the bag and put it in our damaged products bins.”

Mother: “Oh, no! She opened it; she’s buying it!”

(The mother grabbed her daughter by the arm and marched her over to the register where she made her daughter use her allowance money to buy the opened surprise bag. Even as they were leaving the store I still heard the daughter insisting that she didn’t open it.)

Be My Guest And Just Leave

| San Francisco, CA, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior

(I work at a national chain store that sometimes offers promotional gift cards for certain purchases. These change constantly and people are always getting them wrong; they buy the wrong brand, wrong size, or don’t buy enough to qualify. If they point out a problem during the checkout there’s usually something I can do (ranging from figuring out where they went wrong to just giving them $5 off something if they complain enough). Once the transaction is over, however, it’s over. I can’t do anything.)

Woman: “Um, I was supposed to get a $5 gift card?

Me: *holding the receipt for the completed transaction* “Oh, really? What do you think was supposed to show it? It didn’t come up on the register.”

Woman: “These!” *waves small packets of feminine hygiene products*

Me: “Actually, I think the promotion is on the larger size. It didn’t come up.”

Woman: “You think, or you know?”

Me: “Well, these promotions change all the time and it didn’t ring up, so…”

Woman: “Can you just give me the gift card?”

Me: “Well, this transaction is actually completed. However, if you want to go upstairs to Guest Services I’m sure they’ll be able to sort it out for you.”

Woman: “Are you kidding me? I have to go to Guest Services for this? I don’t want to go that far!”

(We’re at the foot of the escalator that drops people off right in front of Guest Services. She’d have to walk about a hundred feet, not counting the escalator.)

Me: “Uh, okay. I’m really sorry, but there’s nothing that I can do about it now. The transaction is over.”

Woman: “I’m not going to Guest Services! Just take the [Product] off. I don’t want them!”

Me: “Ma’am, I can’t—”

Woman: “I only bought them for the gift card. If I’m not going to get the gift card I don’t want them, and I want them taken off.”

Me: “…Okay, so. Returns are upstairs at Guest Services.”

Should Have Declined The Marriage

| USA | At The Checkout, Love/Romance, Money

(Customer walks up with his wife and a basket of items of which he spends ten minutes looking over and returning over half. With what he’s kept he lets me ring him out, then decides to pull out a check that has been scribbled over with five different store names.)

Customer: “You can take this as long as I initial it, right?”

Me: “Actually, sir, I don’t think I can because of the amount of times it’s been written over.”

Customer: “Oh, sure, you can take it.” *he tries to write our store name in the bottom corner*

Me: “I’m afraid not. However, if you have any other tender I can take that.”

(He has a white out pen in the items he is trying to purchase.)

Customer: “What if I used white out? Can I open that one and see if it will work?”

Me: “You unfortunately won’t be able to use it until it’s purchased. I can call my manager just to ensure you we can’t take the check, if you’d like.”

Customer’s Wife: “Well, then, do it. We don’t have all night for your incompetence.”

(The manager arrives and states that we cannot take his check but are glad to take any other tender.)

Customer’s Wife: *to her husband* “Just great! Give me your card, dumb-s***. Probably nothing on them since you’re always broke.”

Me: “Sorry, that card was declined.”

(She storms out of the store while he husband is asking her a question.)

Customer: “Sorry, she wrote on my last check to the wrong place.”

(He continues to slide cards that are coming up declined. Eventually he gives up and before leaving shouts:)

Customer: “Don’t ever get f****** married!”

Thinking On The Box

| USA | Extra Stupid

(I’m a part-time employee at an electronics store, making minimum wage, where in-depth product training is non-existent. A customer in the software section hands me a large box of programming software, something I doubt anyone I work with understands, and asks me if it can do some sort of specific, technical thing. I look at the box and start to read it so I can try and answer his question when the customer snatches it from my hand and says:)

Customer: “I don’t need someone to read a box. I can do that myself.”

Me: “Have at it!” *walks away*

Has Some Hang-Ups About Your Answer

, | Sacramento, CA, USA | Crazy Requests

(A customer calls my print shop to ask about pricing on self-inking stamps. I speak with her briefly, and then she accidentally hangs up on me. She had been nothing but friendly and polite while on the phone with me. While waiting for her to call back, other customers enter the print center, so I begin to help them. The phone rings, and a coworker answers. My coworker and the stamp customer have the following exchange.)

Coworker: “Ma’am? I’m sorry about the wait. The lady that was helping you earlier is with a customer. I could give you the stamp pricing and information if you want?”

Customer: *angry* “What?! Can’t you find that girl I was talking to?!”

Coworker: “She’s currently helping another customer. I can place you back on hold if you’d rather wait for her.”

Customer: “NO! What if my phone hangs up again?!  You put that girl on the phone RIGHT NOW!”

Coworker: “Ma’am, she’s helping other people. If you just wanted some information on stamps, I can give you the information you need.”

Customer: “This is outrageous! Your customer service is terrible! I can’t believe you’d make me wait when my phone might hang up again at any minute! Never mind! I’m going to [Other Store]!” *hangs up*

(The coworker and I exchange glances.)

Me: “It’s probably best that you didn’t tell her [Other Store] and ours are the same company.”

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