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Category: Crazy Requests

Some customers can be demanding, but within reason. These customers however make some requests that go beyond demanding, beyond reasonable, beyond possible! These requests, like the customers, are crazy!

Was On A Dozen Margarita’s When Ordering

| CA, USA | Crazy Requests, Home Improvement

(I work for a company that imports and sells dinnerware to retail establishments. I am taking an order over the phone:)

Customer: “…and I’d like a dozen of these handmade margarita glasses.”

Me: “Okay. One dozen. So that you’re aware, these are hand-blown glasses and as such will have variations in color, size, and shape. Is that okay?”

Customer: “Yes, it says that in my catalog. The variations make it interesting!”

(A few weeks later I take another call from the same customer. I’m sure you can guess…)

Customer: “I need a return on these defective margarita glasses you sold me! They’re all different sizes! None of them match! They’re all different!”

Me: “Yes, ma’am, I told you they were hand-blown and would not match. You said that was okay.”

Customer: “Well that’s just false advertising! You should tell people they’re not going to match!”

Going To Dye Of Stupidity

| RI, USA | Crazy Requests, Food & Drink

(It’s a busy Sunday at the market I work at and we have run out of brown eggs. I’m filling the empty space with white eggs when a customer comes up to me.)

Customer: “I was wondering if you could go in the back and dye these white eggs brown for me?”

Me: “I don’t think I can do that.”

Customer: “Well, that’s what you do with eggs, right? You just dye the white eggs brown. My husband won’t eat white eggs so could you dye these brown?”

Me: “I’m sorry, I can’t do that.”

Customer: “Okay, I’ll just see if someone else will dye these for me, then.”

Not Going To Have A Nice Day With That Attitude

| UK | At The Checkout, Bizarre, Crazy Requests, Popular

(I work at a retail store at the far end of town as a retail assistant. I’m currently serving a little old lady and we’re making small talk.)

Me: “Hi! How are you today?”

Old Lady: *chirpily* “Oh, not so bad, feeling a bit so-so today.”

(We continue to make small talk as I scan her item, everything seems to be going smoothly right until the last moment.)

Me: “…and here is your receipt and change! Have a nice day—”

Old Lady: *outbursts* “THIS ISN’T BLOODY AMERICA YOU KNOW!”

Me: “I… what?”

Old Lady: “I WANT YOU TO APOLOGISE FOR WHAT YOU JUST SAID! TELLING ME TO HAVE A NICE BLOODY DAY!”

Me: *shocked but trying to stay focused* “I’m sorry for telling you to have a nice day…?”

Old Lady: “Good! Now make sure you don’t say it again!”

(She stormed off in a huff.)