Unfiltered Story #116488

(I’m shoulder-deep in a freezer shelf, putting price stickers on items, when someone comes up behind me and starts talking. I can’t hear what they’re saying, so I stop tagging and turn around.)

Me: “Hello. Can I help you?”

Customer: (Says something in Spanish, the only word I catch is crema, or cream.)

Me: “Lo siento, no hablo Español.” (Sorry, I don’t speak Spanish.)

Customer: *rolls her eyes* “Crema. Crema!”

Me: “Oh, this way.” (I motion and start leading her to the dairy section, which has milk on one part and other things, including heavy cream, whipping cream, half and half, etc. next to it.) “Which kind do you need?”

Customer: *Suddenly starts speaking English with barely an accent.* “No, you idiot. That’s leche. I needed crema!”

(She walks off, leaving me baffled.)