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Category: Bad Behavior

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Fine Print And A Fine Wife

| Pittsburgh, PA, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior

(I get a page that a customer is heading to check out. I head over to the register to ring them up, an older couple holding one of our “take me” tags with item numbers on them.)

Me: “Hey, how was your shopping experience?”

Wife: “It was nice; we need two of these today, please.”

Husband: “They’re on sale.”

Me: “Great! Let me make sure we have them in stock.” *I page back to the warehouse and get the okay that we have them* “Okay, so we have them. Did you want us to have them built? It’s 80 a piece.”

Wife: *pointing to husband* “That’s what he is for.”

(All three of us laugh, I begin scanning in the numbers they come up 219.99.)

Husband: “That’s wrong; you have a sign that says 40% off!”

Me: *dreading this since it will be the fourth time today dealing with this issue* “Well, sir… it actually it’s up to 40% off on select—”

Husband: “Right, select, and it was part of it!”

Wife: “Calm down.”

Me: “I will check for you but I am pretty sure this is not part of this offer.”

(Still remaining calm I page back to a coworker who checks and it comes back not on sale no signs are near it either.)

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, that desk is not part of—”

Husband: “That is false advertising!”

Me: “I’m sorry you feel that way but it is no—”

Husband: “Yes, it is! There are signs everywhere!” *points to the first sign walking in the door about the up to* “See? How was I supposed to know it’s not one of the select ones?!”

Me: “Well, sir, if you read the fin—”

Husband: “The fine print, missy. I am—”

Me: “Sir, please refrain from calling me by anything other than my name, [My Name].”

Husband: “Now, listen here, m—”

Wife: “Enough, [Husband]. Leave the girl alone. I told you it wasn’t on sale. [My Name], please ring this up, I saw that if I have a rewards I can save 10%. Is this true?”

Me: “Yes, may I have your phone number?”

Wife: “Of course.” *glaring at her husband, gives the number*

(Her husband has snuck outside to smoke.)

Wife: “I’m sorry about him. He tries this all the time.”

Me: “No worries, I’m just glad I could help you out. Would you like one of us to load these into your car?”

Wife: *thinks for a moment and smirks* “No, I think I will have [Husband] do it; maybe it will teach him.”

Me: *laughs* “Well, if you decided he has learned his lesson feel free to ask for our help. Good luck; have a great day!”

Wife: “Thanks for the help.” *leaves as I look out the window I see her ripping him a new one and he comes in to get the desks refusing to look at me*

Me: “Have a great day, sir!”

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They All Come Out On Halloween

| Port St Lucie, FL, USA | Bad Behavior, Food & Drink, Holidays

(It is seven am, Halloween morning, during the start of our breakfast rush. We park two cars, one for a large order and one for two hash browns.)

Employee: *comes back inside after bringing the two bags out to the cars* “I think you guys handed me the wrong order. The woman gave me a receipt for a large order but the man said he didn’t have two hash browns either. The man stuck the bag with the big order between his legs. I asked for the receipt and food but he wouldn’t give me either.”

Man: *on cue* “I want my f****** food! I got the wrong order!”

Employee: “I was trying to get the receipt, sir, but can we get the bag back?”

Man: *in a smug tone* “Oh, bite me.”

Me: “Okay, sir; just let me see your receipt and I will gladly get it to you.”

Man: “I JUST WANT MY F****** FOOD!”

Me: “I understand, sir. I can go ahead and print the receipt for you if you’d like. Just let me know what items you had and I can get it for you.”

Man: “Are you f****** kidding me? JUST GIVE ME MY FOOD!”

Me: “Sir, I will. I just need to know what you had so I can get it for you.”

Man: “This is f****** stupid. You won’t give me my food!” *stomps out of the store, never bringing the bag with the wrong order back*

Woman: *comes inside* “I’ve been waiting for my order for a while now.”

Me: *utterly perplexed* “I… I believe that man just left with your food. But don’t worry, ma’am, I’ve got it for you.”

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That’s Rich Coming From You

| Brampton, ON, USA | Bad Behavior, Money

(I work as a sales associate at a very popular children’s store in a very busy mall. As we are cashing out a customer we are supposed to capture their email so we can send them coupons and promotions. A customer returned $300 worth of clothes and is now making a purchase.)

Me: “Would you like to leave your email so we can send you a 20% coupon for your next purchase?”

Customer: “No, I am rich.”

(I look at her with a little look of shock and she points around the store.)

Customer: “I make more money than any of you!”

(After working a full shift during ‘back to school,’ I lose my patience.)

Me: “With all due respect, if you really are as rich as you say, don’t you think it would have made more sense to donate the $300 worth of children’s clothes to a charity?”

(Customer finished the transaction, grabbed her purse, and left – flipping me off!)

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Ducking Out Of The Guilt Trip

| Tampa, FL, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Family & Kids

(I’m in line at the register behind a woman who is carrying a baby on her hip and has a young boy who is exchanging his old video games for store credit. The cashier, who is a young woman around my age, has a small clip in her hair that looks like a little rubber duck.)

Woman: *pointing at the hair clip* “Oooh! It’s a ducky! It’s a ducky! Do you see the ducky?”

Baby: *the baby is too young to talk, but sees where she’s pointing and smiles and babbles happily*

Woman: “Awww, you love duckies! Duckies are your favourite, aren’t they? I bet you wish you had that ducky! Do you want that ducky?”

(This goes on for an increasingly uncomfortable length of time. The cashier keeps inspecting the games being traded in and doesn’t react other than to give a polite smile and laugh, while the woman keeps pointing at the hair clip and essentially goading her baby.)

Woman: “Aww, you don’t have the ducky! I bet you want that ducky! Poor baby loves duckies!”

(The baby, who was previously behaving perfectly, is clearly starting to get confused and upset. It begins to cry. Meanwhile, the cashier has finished with the transaction.)

Woman: “Oh, oh! I guess we have to say goodbye to the ducky! But you love duckies, don’t you? I guess it’s too bad! You have to leave the ducky! It’s so sad!”

Little Boy: *looking embarrassed* “C’mon, Mom, I’m done.”

(The woman stands there for a moment longer, staring at the silent cashier who is still smiling politely, then throws up her free hand in disgust, and turns and storms out with her boy and crying baby, muttering loudly about how “unbelievable some people are.” The cashier gives me a disbelieving look.)

Me: “Was she seriously trying to guilt you into giving your hair clip to some random stranger?”

Cashier: “I don’t even know. I’m just so tired.”

(I just felt sorry for the little boy who was clearly embarrassed by his mother’s behaviour, and the poor little baby who had no idea what was happening and being deliberately upset by its own mother.)

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Their Conversation Is Sinking Low

| Olympia, WA, USA | Bad Behavior, Food & Drink

(I work at a well-known pizza chain. This particular one is also a dine in restaurant. I’m using the restroom before my shift starts. As I’m in the stall a family comes in to wash their hands.)

Customers Child: “This building must be old! These sinks aren’t nice like other places.”

Customer #1: “That or they just don’t take care of the place. Look at this the trash; it’s overflowing!”

Customer #2: “Yeah, well, every employee here is probably high as h*** the entire day.”

Customer #1: “They all look like they are and it’s legal so I wouldn’t doubt it!”

(At this point I walk out of the stall. They see my shirt with a large picture of the company logo on it. I see their eyes go big and they quickly leave after drying their hands. I have yet to say anything. The trash is a bit high with paper towels as it has been newly changed so there is still air under the bag. I press them down and wash my hands. Other than that the restroom is clean. I walk out and get my till ready for my shift while the other server is helping other tables, waiting for me to finish so she can leave. The family is sitting over at a table looking at a menu and glancing at me nervously while one of the moms is getting a salad.)

Me: *walking over to their table* “Hey, guys! How are y’all today? I just started my shift but did the last server not get your drink order yet?”

Customer #1: *slightly red* “No, not yet, but we want [gives me drink orders for everyone].”

(I went and got their drinks, came back, and noticed one of the moms had moved to the other side of the booth away from the end where she would have been next to me. She gave me slight attitude while I took their order, I assumed, expecting me to be rude because I had heard the entire conversation in the restroom. As time went on while they were there I treated them no differently than my other customers and was still happy and cheerful and helpful. She and the others seemed to relax and were eventually joking with me and interacting well. When they left they tipped me 5$ on a 20$ bill. My manager and the other employees told me I should have been rude and not as helpful but if I had I would have just proven them right. In the end I think they learned not to be so judgmental. Their conversation was not supposed to be heard by me but I’m hoping they got a new perspective.)

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