Unfiltered Story #156835

A man came up to my till with a stack of the Economist. All but throwing them at me, the following conversation ensues:
Customer: “You need to be stocking [the magazine] on the front shelf here. I brought some for you to stock.”
Me: “Sir, the space on our register aisle is paid space that was purchased by the magazines you see. It’s not up to me to decide what to stock, so I can’t put them here.”
Customer: [Getting angry] “What do you mean? You need to change that! These need to be up front! I’ll stock them for you.”
Me: “You could be removed from our store for rearranging our stock like that. Tell you what–I’ll stock them.”
Customer: “Wait, really?”
Me: “Yes.” [I grab the magazines and put them on a cart of other materials to be put back in their sections] “I’m stocking them back to where they go, because they don’t go up here. Anything else?”
I wrapped up the sale, and thanked him for coming in. I have not seen him since.