Unfiltered Story #67045

(I work at a sub shop in New Hampshire right next to the Massachusetts border, so we get a lot of people from neighboring Massachusetts towns who want to shop and eat afterwards.)

Me: *ringing up food* Okay sir, your total is $5.45.

Customer: What?! But I thought it was a five-dollar footlong!

Me: Yes, it is. The forty-five cents is New Hampshire food tax.

Customer: I thought this was tax-free New Hampshire!

Me: Everything is except for prepared food, which has a 9% tax.

(He grumbles, muttering about how stupid the government is and drops fifty cents on the counter.)

Me: Five cents is your change. Thank you sir!

Customer: I’m calling the White House; 9% tax is ridiculous, and this state shouldn’t advertise that it’s ‘tax-free.’ I’m going to sue the whole God-damned state!

(He walks out the door.)

Customer 2: … Does this happen a lot?

Me: Unfortunately.

Customer 2: That sucks. I’m just getting a drink, hun.

(He gets a drink and throws $5 into the tip jar.)

Customer 2: For having to deal with THAT all day!