Unfiltered Story #260426

I’m the customer in this one. I walk into my usual gas station to buy my usual stuff. I grab a beer and head to the counter where a new cashier is waiting. I place my drinks on the counter and tell him “I also need three packs of L&M red 100s.”
He starts to turn toward the display, turns back around and asks me to repeat what I said. I repeat myself, he goes to the right side of the display looking for them. Me “on your left hun.”
Him “how many did you say? Two?”
Me “no, three.”
Him “do you need a bag?”
Me “well I have to have one for the beer.”
Him “paper or plastic?”
Me “paper is fine.”
Him “I’ll ask less questions when I figure this the F*** out.”
Me “I’m sure. But uh, I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to use the f bomb in front of customers. I don’t care but someone else might.”
Him “oh right. Oops.”
I did make it out to my car before busting out laughing but just barely.