A Long Night Is In The Cards

(I work night shift at a local chain convenience store, so I see many different people come in. One customer in particular is very drunk.)

Me: “Hello, sir. How are you doing tonight?”

(The customer just grunts and puts his items on the counter. I ring them up.)

Me: “Okay, your total is [amount].”

(The customer swipes his card.)

Me: “Sir, your card was declined.”

Customer: “Bull-s***! I know I have enough. Try it again!”

(He proceeds to swipe it again and like before, it is declined.)

Me: “Sir, it’s still declining.”

Customer: “F***! Again!”

(This repeats four more times, meanwhile a line has started to form behind him.)

Me: “Sir, do you have another form of payment?”

Customer: “I shouldn’t need it, because I have money on my f****** card!”

(He goes through his wallet anyway. His face falls and then he starts laughing.)

Me: “Sir?”

Customer: “I was using the wrong d*** card! Here ya go.”

(He hands me the card and I run it through. It’s approved, and his receipt prints.)

Me: “Okay, sir. Have a good night!”

(I smile as he grabs his bag and leaves. I turn to the next customer in line.)

Next Customer: “Long night, huh?”

Me: “You have no idea.”