A Big Mayo No No, Part 14

Liars/Scammers, Retail, USA | Right | August 30, 2024

My dad is seventeen at the time of this story, working at a restaurant supply store. Basically, it’s a store that carries all of the basic supplies/appliances a restaurant needs, and also some industrial-sized packages of food.

Customer: “I need [huge jar of specific brand mayonnaise].”

My dad sells to him. A while later, the same guy comes back with the jar.

Customer: “My boss told me to return the mayo since it’s the wrong brand. Really sorry, but I opened it before being told that.”

My Dad: “Hey, no problem, it happens.”

He takes the jar to throw away before he gets the brand the guy wants, no charge. However, my dad is very familiar with the approximate weight of a giant jar of mayo, and immediately realizes something’s up. He opens up the jar in front of the guy, scoops out some of the mayo only to reveal that he had filled the rest of the jar with sand in an attempt to get more for his money.

This being 1964, he looks at the guy:

My Dad: “F*** off and never come back.”

The guy looks at the owner, who tells him the same thing.