Unfiltered Story #115366

(A male customer enters with his girlfriend. He doesn’t come straight up to the till, meaning that I have to prompt him.)

Me: “Hi, can I help you?”

Customer: “Pliers.”

Me: “Sorry?” *thinking I must have misheard*

Customer: *impatiently* “Pliers!”

Me: “Um, we’re not a hardware store.”

Customer: *angrily* “PLIERS!”

Customer’s Girlfriend: “They’re called players, you idiot. And say please!”

Customer: *meekly* “Players, please.”