Category: Holidays

Even during the holidays, customers don’t seem to take a break. With that many extra light-bulbs around you’d think a few extra would appear above their heads?

Should Have Framed It Differently

| London, England, UK | Crazy Requests, Holidays

(I am a picture framer. Generally my waiting list is around 4 – 6 weeks. It is the week before Christmas. A customer comes into the shop and I greet them; they start discussing the job and I make sure to mention I will not be able to complete any orders in time for Christmas; just to check before we go through all the detail.)

Customer: “No, that’s fine; I don’t need it for Christmas.”

(We carry on and it’s a fairly big job with lots of lots of different mouldings to be ordered. I tally it all up.)

Me: “It could be done for the end of January.”

Customer: “Oh, but I need it for Boxing Day.”

(Boxing Day is Dec 26th and a bank holiday in the UK…)

Putting Him At Trees

| Cornelius, OR, USA | Awesome Workers, Holidays, Religion

(I am a cashier at a department store where we sell a little bit of everything. I work over in the Home department which includes Garden. It’s around 10 pm and just a few days until Christmas when I have this man come through my line with a Christmas Tree.)

Me: “Hi! Did you find everything all right today?”

Customer: “Yeah. I bet this is something you’ve never seen before. A Jewish man buying a Christmas tree.”

Me: *I look at him, not realizing he is Jewish, and then look at the tree and shrug* “No one said you had to get the tree to celebrate Christmas. I read somewhere that in Europe, in a country where the sun doesn’t come up for months at a time, that they would bring the trees into their house and decorate them with ornaments and candles because they knew that they wouldn’t see the light or nature again for months. And that’s where the Christmas tree supposedly comes from.”

Customer: *he stared at me and then grinned* “Wow! That actually makes me feel a lot better! Thanks!”

Unhappy Holidays, Part 6

| AR, USA | Awesome Workers, Holidays

(I’m working the cash register at a shop that generally caters to Pagan practitioners, although we have a lot of customers around the holidays who come in for things like dream catchers and little statues for gifts. I finish ringing up an older lady wearing a crucifix necklace.)

Me: “Happy holidays!”

Customer: “It’s MERRY CHRISTMAS. Why can’t you just say Merry Christmas?”

Me: “Well, a good number of our patrons don’t celebrate Christmas. Since we and our customers celebrate a variety of holidays we—”

Customer: *interrupting me* “They’re just trying to take away our religious freedoms! I don’t care what anyone else celebrates; they can celebrate it in Hell. Until then, it’s ‘Merry Christmas.'”

Me: “You know what? Now that I think about it… instead of catering to someone else with different beliefs than mine, I should stick to my guns and speak what I know in my heart to be true. If anyone has a problem with the holidays I celebrate, that’s their problem, not mine.”

Customer: “Exactly!”

Me: “You have a blessed Yule, ma’am.”

(She glared at me and stormed out.)

Related:
Unhappy Holidays, Part 5
Unhappy Holidays, Part 4
Unhappy Holidays, Part 3

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Not How A Lady Should Behave Over Lady Fingers

| San Francisco, CA, USA | Holidays, Theme Of The Month

(During the winter holidays, we get in a lot of seasonal cookies and candy that are really limited buys, so customers will stock up when they first start arriving. It is about a week before Christmas. I am restocking some of said cookies when a customer approaches me.)

Customer: *carrying a hand basket filled with groceries* “Excuse me, where are your Lady Fingers?”

Me: “Oh, I’m sorry but we’re already out of those for the year. They’ve been really popular, but I know the Safeway across town also sells them.”

Customer: “You mean you don’t have anymore?”

Me: “Yes. I’m very sorry about that, but we’re all out for the year.”

Customer: “You have just RUINED my Christmas!”

(Actually throws her basket to the ground, breaking open the carton of eggnog she had and sending it spraying everywhere, and storms out of the store. I stand there, dumbfounded, as my manager comes over and asks what happen. I tell him and he just pats me on the back.)

Manager: “Yeah, go ahead a take a break; we’ll get this cleaned up.”

(The kicker? The same lady came back later on that day and did it again. Two days later she was back and asked the same thing, but the same manager told her we were out and asked her to leave and not return.)

Now You’re Toying With Him

| Cornelius, OR, USA | Holidays, Theme Of The Month

(It is near Christmas time. At about six pm this woman comes up with her daughter who is about five years old. As I am ringing up their items an older gentleman comes in. He’s overweight with a red nose from the cold, a thick white beard, half rimmed glasses, a really old Santa hat on his head, and a red and black plaid fleece coat on. As he walks by the little girl stares at him in awe.)

Little Girl: *whispering to her mother* “Was that Santa?”

Mother: *smiling* “Well, I don’t know. It could be!”

(The little girl then looks at me for confirmation and I shrug.)

Me: “Well, we DO have a landing strip on the roof for his sleigh. Where do you think we get all of our toys from?”

(She just looked so excited as I saw the magic fill her eyes. The mother smiled at me and as they left I heard the girl say.)

Little Girl: “Can we look for the sleigh?”

Mother: “Sure!”

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