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    The Road To Yell(ing) Is Paved With Good Intentions

    | Seattle, WA |

    Customer: “How much is this bag?”

    Me: “That bag is actually part of a deal, if you purchase twenty dollars worth of product you can get the bag for an additional ten dollars.”

    Customer: “…That’s not what I asked. How much is the bag?”

    Me: “Oh, I’m sorry. The price of the bag itself is forty dollars.”

    Customer: “So why’d you tell me all of that other garbage?”

    Me: “I was just telling you the deal we had going on with the bag. If you spend twenty dollars, you can get the bag for ten dollars.

    (I glance at her shopping bag and notice other items.)

    Me: “… and it looks like, with those lotions, you’ll be spending around eighteen dollars, so if you spent another two dollars, you could get the deal.”

    Customer: “Why can’t I just buy the bag?”

    Me: “…You can buy the bag. It’s just a better deal the other way. You’re already close to spending twenty dollars with those two lotions, so if you reached twenty, you’d get the bag for ten.”

    Customer: “This is ridiculous. Any time I come into this store, you people always try to get me to buy more of your junk than I want.”

    Me: “Ma’am, I’m not trying to push you to buy anything… You’d just be saving a lot of money. Spending around thirty dollars and getting more items, rather than spending around sixty and getting fewer items.”

    Customer: “Well, I don’t care. If I wanted to buy something else, I’d have put in in my shopping bag. This is all I want, so don’t go trying to get me to buy anything else. I’m ready to check out.”

    Me: “Okay, then. I can ring you out.”

    (We both proceed to the cash register, where she purchases the two lotions and the tote bag.)

    Me: “Alright, that’s going to come to $61.77 after tax.”

    (The woman goes to swipe her card when her daughter comes up to the register, adding a $6 lip gloss to her purchase. The woman nods, and I ring it through as well.)

    Me: “And the new total is going to be $36.21.”

    Customer: “Why did the price go down so much?!”

    Me: “…Seriously?”

    Love On A Budget

    | Southington, CT, USA |

    Me: “Can i help you find something?”

    Customer: “I want to get a Nintendo DS for my grandson.”

    Me: “Alright, they’re $129. What color would you like?”

    Customer: “They’re how much?! I love him, but not that much!”

    Steam Cleaner On Elm Street

    | Phoenix, AZ, USA |

    Customer: ¬†”Can you show me where the carpet cleaning stuff is?”

    Me: ¬†”Sure, right here.” *leads him to the aisle*

    Customer: ¬†”Which one is good for getting blood out of carpet?”

    Me: “Well, this brand works well for spots. How much blood are we talkin’ here?”

    Customer: ¬†”About a bucket full…”

    Me: “You may want to rent a carpet cleaner…”

    Numa Numa Meets The Beaches Of Normandy

    | Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island, Canada |

    (I overheard two cashiers talking about World of Warcraft while an older female customer and her husband approached them.)

    Cashier #1: “My guild went on a big raid last night but didn’t complete it.”

    Cashier #2: “You weren’t able to kill the boss?”

    Cashier #1: “No, the boss was really tough to kill; we’re going to try again tomorrow.”

    Customer: *to husband* “We should call a manager–I can’t believe these kids are talking about killing their boss!”

    Cashier #2: “Oh no, ma’am, it’s a video game called World of Warcraft. You go on adventures to kill monsters, and the big ones are called ‘bosses’.”

    Customer: “I don’t care about your ‘World War’ game. No wonder there is so much violence in this world – video games teaching kids to kill their bosses!”

    Cashier #1: “It’s not ‘World War,’ ma’am, it’s World of Warcraft, and it’s not teaching us violence…”

    Customer: “I don’t care what it’s called. My husband fought in a real world war and he can tell you, violence is not a game! Right, Richard?

    Customer’s husband: *distracted* “Huh?”

    Customer: “Forget it. C’mon, we’re never coming back to this place. One of these kids is bound to shoot the place up.”

    On The Politically Proper Placement of Puzzles

    , | Mesa, AZ, USA |

    Customer: “THIS STORE IS RACIST! YOU ARE RACIST!”

    Me: *confused* “Um… why?”

    Customer: “Your Native American puzzles are on the bottom shelf! I demand to speak to your manager!

    Me: “Okay, go ahead. I’m the manager on duty.”

    Customer: “This is an insult to me that your Native American puzzles are on the lower shelf. This is racism!”

    Me: “So, I’m a racist because the Native American puzzles are on the bottom shelf…”

    (I look at the shelf and notice some animal puzzles on the very bottom shelf.)

    Me: “Well, I hope PETA doesn’t find these puppy puzzles down here then.”

    Customer: *storms off*


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