Unfiltered Story #113071

(I work in the meat department of my local grocery store that has been in the area for over 60 years. It was originally owned by a local man who then sold it to his two children. One of the siblings decided to retire and the other sibling decided to sell out to a chain grocery store. We had an immediate transition into said chain overnight and two weeks later a lady comes in with some questions)

Lady: So what’s the deal with the meat now?

Me: You’ll have to be a little more specific ma’am.

Lady: Well, where does it come from?

Me: Well it’s still all Canadian meat and from the same suppliers as [Previous Store].

Lady: Where does the beef come from?

Me: Our beef comes from Alberta.

Lady: You just told me that your meat was all Canadian and now you say your beef is from Alberta. If you’re gonna lie to me, I’m not shopping here!

Me: Uhhhh….

(Lady storms off, I turn around and talk to my coworker who overheard)

Me: Last time I checked, Alberta was in Canada eh?