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.”