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    Bagging For Trouble

    , | Ontario, Canada |

    (I was standing in line behind a group of girls who had bought a pack of pencils.)

    First girl: “Can we get a bag?”

    Cashier: “I’m sorry, I’ve already given you one. I’m afraid I can’t give you another.”

    Second girl: “Why not? The woman ahead of us got three bags!”

    Cashier: “Yes, and all three of them were full. I can’t give you another bag.”

    First girl: “That is bull****! You gave her all those bags and can’t fork over one more for me?! ”

    Cashier: “I’m sorry… no, I can’t. She needed the bags for the items she purchased. ”

    (The third girl grabs a pack of gum and throws it on the counter.)

    Third girl: “Fine. If we get this, can we get another bag?”

    Cashier: “No, you can fit that in your first bag. There are other customers wait–”

    First girl: “F*** you! You’re just doin’ this ‘cuz we’re teenagers! This is age discrimination!”

    Cashier: “I’m sorry, but–”

    Second girl: “We want to see your manager!”

    Cashier: “I need to help other customers in line. I’m sorry I can’t–”

    First girl: “You need to help me, b****! I’m asking you for a bag!”

    Cashier: “Store policy is–”

    Second girl: “We don’t give a s*** about your store policy! Just give us a d***ed bag!”

    (I was in a hurry and by this time I just wanted to get out. Figuring any plastic bag would do, I emptied one that I had already.)

    Me, to the girls: “Here, you can have this one. I don’t need it.”

    Third girl: “Excuse me? Did I ask YOU for help?”

    Me: “No, but if it’s a plastic bag you want, I honestly don’t need it.”

    Second girl: “Would you mind your own business?”

    Elderly woman behind me: “Jumping Jesus, young lady, it’s a plastic bag! You could find one in a garbage can if you wanted it that badly!”

    Moms: Gotta Love ‘Em

    | Texas, USA |

    (My mother told me this story, which happened to her as a cashier when she was in college.)

    My mom: “Are you going to pay for that other Coke?”

    Male customer: “What Coke?”

    My mom: “… The one in your pants?”

    Male customer: “That’s not a Coke, that’s my penis!”

    My mom: “If that’s your penis, I am going home with you right now!”

    Male customer: *slams coke on the counter and walks out*

    Related:
    Grannies: Gotta Love ‘Em
    Dads: Gotta Love ‘Em

    Fibbing Fail

    | Denver, CO, USA | Top

    Me: “Hi, how can I help you?”

    Customer: “I need to return this d*** camera.”

    Me: “Sure, was it not working?”

    Customer: “I just don’t want it, okay?”

    Me: “Okay. Have you opened the box yet?”

    Customer: “Why does that matter?”

    Me: “Well, as the sticker on the box says, if the box is opened and you return it, I have to charge you a restocking fee.”

    Customer: “Oh. No… no, it hasn’t been opened.”

    (I look and the box has been clearly opened, with a torn seal.)

    Me: “Uh… are you sure it hasn’t been opened?”

    Customer: ¬†”LOOK! ARE YOU CALLING ME A F***ING LIAR? Where is your manager?¬†I spend hundreds of thousands of dollars here and this is how I’m treated?!”

    Me: “Ma’am, if you just–”

    Customer: “THESE PEOPLE CALL CUSTOMERS LIARS! DON’T SHOP HERE!”

    Me: “Ma’am, I believe you! I will return it!”

    Customer: “That’s right you will!”

    Me: “Can I see your receipt?”

    Customer: “It’s in the box.”

    Go MacGuyver Go

    | Ontario, Canada |

    (I work at a bulk food store, where prices are given on the bins for 100 grams, and 1 pound of the product.)

    Customer: “Why isn’t this weighing in pounds? The sign had it in pounds!”

    Me: “The signs have it in both pounds and grams, and since Canada uses the metric system, we weigh according to kilograms.”

    Customer: “Kilograms are not grams!”

    Me: “Grams go into kilograms, sir.”

    Customer: “No they don’t! I am the customer, and I want this scale to weigh in pounds!”

    (Note that this is a scale only weighs in kilograms, with ‘kg’ painted on permanently next to the display.)

    Me: “That’s impossible, sir.”

    Customer: “No it’s not, it’s what I want. I work with computers. I can change this.”

    Me: “… You do that.”

    Same Disgusting Difference

    | USA |

    Customer: “I need to return these bladder control pads. They won’t work for me.”

    Me: “Sorry, you can no longer return anything to this store of that nature.”

    Customer: “Why?!”

    Me: “Not only has it been opened, but you used a pad and put it back in the package.”

    Customer: “I didn’t use it! I only tried it on!”

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