Another Glorious Customer. Makes Me Sick!

I’m working at a Halloween store. Close to closing time, this woman and her son come in to browse the racks. The woman comes up right before we close to purchase a few Hocus Pocus-themed items. We ring up her purchase and wait for her to pay.

Customer: “I refuse to pay with a card! You could steal my information and sell it!”

Me: “That’s okay, ma’am. We do take cash.”

Customer: “I don’t have enough cash, but my husband can bring cash tomorrow if you’ll hold my items.”

Me: “Okay. Can I have your husband’s name, please?”

Customer: “I don’t want to give that out.”

Me: “Can I have your name, then?”

Customer: “Why do you want such personal information?!”

Me: “We can’t hold any items unless we have a first and last name for them.”

She reaches into her wallet, takes out a few dollars, and throws them in the air while saying in a sing-song voice:

Customer: “A penny for your thoughts!”

And then, she walked out with her son. My manager and I just stood there super confused for a good five minutes before laughing. No, she didn’t take the merchandise with her, thankfully.