The Princess Is A Royal Pain

| Utah, USA | Uncategorized

(A woman came up to my counter in the clothing store I work in. She has a very distressed look on her face.)

Me: “How can I help you this morning?”

Customer: “What is this red sticker on the tag of this dress?”

Me: “That is a clearance sticker. That dress is 40% off.”

Customer: “But I was here yesterday and it wasn’t on clearance! I’ve been eying that dress for weeks!”

Me: “Well, today is your lucky day – it went on clearance this morning.”

Customer: “I can’t buy it on clearance. Can you take that red sticker off the tag?”

Me: “Are you going to buy this dress?”

Customer: “I’m going to buy it once you take off that red tag. I don’t want to pay the clearance price.”

Me: “Even if I remove the sticker the register will still ring it up at clearance price.”

Customer: “Do I look like I’m the type to buy a dress on clearance?” *holds the dress up dramatically*

Me: “Are you planning on buying this dress?”

Customer: “Are you planning on taking off that red sticker?”

Me: “Not until you pay for it.”

Customer: “You don’t understand my world.”

(She left the dress on the counter and walked out of the store.)

An Insurance Company’s Nightmare

| California, USA | Uncategorized

(A customer came in looking for an item to prop up books and papers, making them easier to read without having to use your hands.)

Me: “You’re looking for a copy holder. We have several different types, and they’re right over here.”

Customer: *looks over selection* “These won’t work. I need one that will attach to my steering wheel in my car.”

Me: “I’m sorry, but we don’t carry anything like that. These are just meant to go on your desk next to your computer.”

Customer: “I can’t believe you don’t carry that. Why don’t you sell a book holder for a steering wheel?”

Me: “Maybe because we don’t want you to read while you’re driving?”

Meet Satan Clause, Santa’s Maladjusted Brother

| Michigan, USA | Uncategorized

(A customer walked in about 30 minutes before we closed on Christmas Eve. We were closing early due to the holiday. Every customer that night was buying last minute gifts.)

Me: “Hello, what can I help you find?”

Customer: “A converter Box.”

Me: “Sure, let me show you what we have.”

Customer: “What’s this $40 off crap?”

Me: “If you go to DTV.gov, you can get a coupon for $40 off.”

Customer: “Oh, it’s some mail in rebate scam. Nevermind…”

Me: “Ok, shall I ring this up for you?”

Customer: “You seem to be in a bit of a hurry, what’s the rush?”

Me: “It’s Christmas Eve, and we close in 15 minutes. I want to get the store ready to close so I can leave as soon as possible.”

Customer: “You’re closing early for what?”

Me: “Christmas Eve.”

Customer: “Wow, they give you guys time off for anything these days!”

Me: *facepalm*

Manager: *facepalm

Another customer: *bursts out laughing*

Customer: “What!? Ugh, fine! I’ll take the box!”

Perspiring & Persistent

| Toronto, Canada | Uncategorized

Me: *on the phone* “Good afternoon, this is ***, *** speaking, how may I help you?”

Customer: “Hi. I’m looking for a present for my girlfriend. She plays soccer a lot, and I was wondering if you carry Febreeze for her soccer shoes.”

Me: “Uh, yes sure we do.” *start to list varieties*

Customer: “That’s good. I really hope she likes it. Would you like it?”

Me: “Well, it depends on your girlfriend, sir. I may not enjoy the gift, but if you said that she needs it for her soccer shoes then she probably will.”

Customer: “She says she sweats a lot.”

Me: “Oh, well, soccer is a very physical game.”

Customer: “Do YOU sweat a lot?”

Me: “…um, no, not particularly.”

Customer: “So you would not like this gift.”

Me: “No sir, but I’m not your girlfriend.”

Customer: “Would you like to be?”

Also seen on: Not Always Romantic

DIY Sales

, | New York City, NY, USA | Uncategorized

(A woman comes up to the counter where I am manning the register. She has her teenaged daughter in tow.)

Me: “Hi, can I help you?”

Customer: “Yes, we’re just going to get this dress for my daughter. She’s going to her homecoming dance. She finally has a date. For a while we thought she was a lesbian, but then–”

Customer’s daughter: “MOM! ”

Me: “Right then. That’ll be $56.99.”

Customer: “What?! That sign said it was 50% off!”

Me: “Er, I don’t think so. Let me check the system… Sorry, ma’am, our system says it’s full price.”

Customer: “That’s crazy! I saw it with my own eyes!” *walks off*

(I wait on several more customers before the woman comes back, holding a sign that says 50% off, obviously handmade with a marker and a piece of paper.)

Customer: “See? I told you so.”

Me: “Ma’am, where did you get that sign?”

Customer: “I just got it off the rack.”

Me: “Ma’am, those signs are welded to the rack. It’s apparent you just made that.”

Customer: “I’m going to sue you for false advertising!”

Me: “And we’ll sue you for trying to screw us over.”

Customer’s daughter: “Mom, just stop.”

Customer: “We’re leaving!”

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