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Category: Bad Behavior

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Give Them An Inch And They’ll Take A Quarter

| WI, USA | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests

(Decorated flip-flops are all the rage at this time. I am trying to help two middle-aged ladies who are shopping with two small children, a roughly three-year-old boy in the cart seat and a roughly six-year-old girl running around. The boy is very bored and keeps grabbing one of the women, grabbing spools of ribbon and shoving them back in the incorrect slots, and screaming. The women just ignore the children and the girl continues to aggravate the boy’s behavior. The entire group acts conceited and entitled.)

Woman #1: “Yeah, I need this ribbon but in one-quarter inch.” *holds up one-half inch by-the-yard black and white zebra print*

Me: “All right, it looks like we only carry half-inch and wider for that print in by-the-yard and only 3/8th inch wide in the by-the-spool section. What are you planning on using it for so I can help figure out the best option?”

Woman #1: *shoves a white flip-flop at me, the size making it obvious it is hers* “The woman at [Competitor] told me I could glue fabric around the edge to decorate it but the silky fabric she cut frayed! I want ribbon or something else that won’t fray!”

Me: “All right. You could get the larger one and fold it over since you will be gluing it anyway. Or you could cut it down and use a fray-check before gluing to prevent it from fraying. That way, you wouldn’t need to buy as much.”

Woman #1: “No! I want quarter-inch ribbon so I don’t have to cut it.”

Me: “I understand but we do not carry black and white zebra print in quarter-inch width. If you prefer, we have other patterns in that size. Or we also carry black and white zebra fabrics you can get cut, but I would, again, recommend using a fray-check since they will be seeing a lot of wear and tear on flip-flops—”

Woman #1: “NO! I WANT RIBBON!”

Me: “Well, since we do not carry it, you might be able to find it at [Competitor #2], [Competitor #3], or possibly at [Competitor #4].”

Woman #1: “I HAVE ALREADY TRIED THERE! DON’T TELL ME I HAVE TO GO BACK TO [COMPETITOR] IN [Town one hour away]!”

Me: *really thinking how I can make this person happy or at least offer more suggestions* “Where do you live? [Competitor] actually just opened up a branch in [Town half an hour away], if that is any closer to you.

Woman #1: *she is screaming at this point* “I LIVE IN [Town 45 minutes in opposite direction].”

Me: “Oh. The only other suggestion I can think of, then, is to maybe get some sharpies and draw your own designs.”

(At this point, the boy has moved on to throwing spools of ribbon while the girl tugs at him. The woman finally takes notice when I bend down to scoop up an unraveling spool.)

Woman #1: “WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?! STOP BEING BRATS!” *to the girl* “GET AWAY FROM HIM AND BEHAVE!”

(As she says this she shoves the little girl away while simultaneously ramming her cart into me. She glares at me like she is daring me to say something but I just smile and continue to re-wind the ribbon spool. Woman #2 finally takes notice and starts screaming at the kids that they need to apologize for making a mess. You know, instead of the adults paying attention to them and preventing them from misbehaving.)

Me: “If there is nothing else I can help you with, have a nice day!”

Woman #1: “WHAT?! YOU HAVEN’T HELPED ME AT ALL! THIS IS TERRIBLE CUSTOMER SERVICE!”

(I just walked away thinking: And you are a terrible parent. I gave you 10 different options and ideas. Short of pulling what you wanted out of the non-existent magic satchel in my a**, there was nothing else I could do. I walked right into the break room where my manager (who I filled in on the situation) told me to stay until those women left the store. Apparently Woman #1 was looking for me…)

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Needs Poster-Board To Smash Your Head Through

| PA, USA | Bad Behavior

(A customer is making a purchase, which has been going normally until the end.)

Me: “All right, that’ll be [amount].”

Customer: “What? That poster-board was supposed to be $4.99.”

(I go with her to check the price marked on the shelf.)

Me: “This is where it was supposed to go; someone put it in the wrong place.”

(I indicate the $8.99 shelf tag; assuming that she wants a $4.99 pack, I grab one and return to the front, to which she does not object. I void out the more expensive pack and ring up the other. After I finish ringing it up…)

Customer: “That’s not the poster-board I want.”

Me: “It’s the pack that’s $4.99.”

Customer: “Well, you don’t have to be so rude about it. Just void that and I’ll pick out the poster-board.”

Me: “All right, your other items will be six—”

(I’m cut off by the customer walking away to pick out her poster-board without finishing the sale for her other items, with three customers waiting in line behind her, and no other cashiers on duty. Fortunately, the other register hasn’t been closed out yet, so I can still ring them up somewhere. She finally returns with the poster-board she wants, but I need manager approval because of all the voided items.)

Me: *over the PA, right in front of her* “Manager approval at the front, please.”

Customer: “Why isn’t the sale going through?!”

Me: “I need approval because of all the voids.”

Customer: “You could have said something!”

(Finally, my manager can pass the sale through, with the customer complaining about my service the whole time; my manager promises to have a talk with me over it. Once the store is empty…)

Manager: “So… from how she was acting, I’m guessing she was already in a b***h-fit when she came in?”

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This Is A Bad Sign, Part 3

| Calgary, AB, Canada | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests, Food & Drink

(The restaurant I work at has free soft-drink refills, with a drink machine in the lobby for customers. Basically, it’s free refills for people inside, but not drive-thru. I’m working the cash window at drive-thru when a teenager holding a plastic cup walks up, ignoring the rather large ‘No walk-ups’ sign next to my window.)

Customer: “Can you refill my [Drink]?”

Me: Um…no. You have to go inside to get your refill. We don’t have a machine in here.

(He promptly runs inside to get his refill. But not 20 minutes later, the customer drives up, holding his empty cup and a small paper sign from the lobby.)

Customer: “I’ll trade you the sign for a refill!”

(And apparently, he tried the same thing at the pickup window!)

Related:
This Is A Bad Sign, Part 2
This Is A Bad Sign

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Hurrying To Get You Nowhere

| Finland | Bad Behavior, Food & Drink, Time

(I work at a really tiny fast food kitchen in a really busy neighborhood, which means that the queues can get long at times. Four cars arrive at the drive-in at the same time, just after four different groups of customers have placed their exceptionally large orders. The guy in the second car gets frustrated and is on his phone whining to his friends, forgetting that I and my coworker can hear him through our headsets. As I walk outside to serve a customer his meal, the guy in the car starts yelling at me.)

Customer: “When the f*** is it my turn?! I want to place my order!”

(Fortunately it’s his turn next, but when he pulls up to the window to complete the transaction, he starts pulling out a sheet of coupons searching for the ones he wants to use, and he can’t seem to decide on whether to pay by debit or cash.)

Customer: “Why the f*** are you guys so slow? I’ve been waiting for fifteen minutes. This is ridiculous!”

Me: “I understand your frustration, but I will serve those who came before you first. Besides, if you are in a hurry, I suggest that next time you use the time you have to wait wisely, and have your coupons and payment method at the ready. That speeds things up quite a bit!”

(After that he stayed quiet. I don’t feel guilty about being cheeky either, especially after I found out from my coworker that he’s an unemployed high school drop-out, who mooches off his parents and spends his days driving around his dad’s car!)

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Wishes She Could Exchange Her Child

, | Neuquén, Argentina | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids

(I’m working in a kiosk inside a shopping center that sells mostly toys. A mother with her ten-year-old son comes and start looking for an action figure.)

Me: “From that series we have only this two models left. We are going to get some more next week.”

Mother: “This are fine, thank you.” *to her son* “Which one do you want?”

Son: “Mm… eh… This one! No, no! This one!”

(I gave him the toy and I put the other one back in the place where I took it from. The mother pays and the little kid start getting anxious.)

Son: “No, no! I want the other one! I don’t know which one to choose!”

Mother: “Okay… Can we exchange it?”

Me: “Of course!”

(I take the second toy from its place and I gave it to the kid, who ended up exchanging them. I save the first one and immediately he starts throwing a fit.)

Son: “NO, THE OTHER ONE! I DON’T KNOW WHICH ONE TO CHOOSE!”

(The kid starts crying and screaming. Everyone is now looking at us. I take the saved toy and exchange them again. The kid seems happier for a moment.)

Mother: “That’s it? That’s the one you wanted?”

Son: “Yes! No! I DON’T KNOW WHICH ONE TO CHOOSE!”

(The kid starts with the tantrum AGAIN, screaming and falling to the floor crying. I have no idea what to do anymore and the mother starts to laugh because she can’t believe what’s happening.)

Mother: “Okay, let’s exchange it one more time!”

Son: *happily* “Okay!”

(He stands up and I exchange the toys. The same thing follows two more times: I gave him the toy and as soon I take the other one away, hell is released. I know that he want his mother to buy both of them, but this is insane and the mother doesn’t take the hint or pretend that she doesn’t.)

Mother: *calmly* “That was the last exchange, [Son]. I’m leaving.” *to me* “Thank you for your patience.”

Me: *dumbfounded* “Oh, no problem, ma’am.”

(She leaves, leaving her son still on the floor, screaming and crying.)

Son: “I DON’T KNOW WHICH ONE TO CHOOSE!”

Me: *internally screaming*

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