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Category: Rude & Risque

For those who like their humor a bit more PG-13, this section is littered with customers who are not afraid to walk on the more brazen side, or act downright gross-out disgusting. Be warned though that toilet humor sometimes literally takes place in the toilet.

On The Need For Hazard Pay, Part 7

| Toronto, ON, Canada | Health & Body, Rude & Risque, Theme Of The Month

(While I’m cleaning the men’s washroom, a regular has walked in.)

Me: “I’m sorry. I’ll just be a minute longer and then you can use the washroom.”

Customer: “Nope. Gotta go now.”

Me: “Well, then, I’ll leave and finish when you’re done.”

Customer: “Nah, don’t worry. I don’t have anything to hide.”

(I only just managed to get out of the room before he finished opening his pants!)

Related:
On The Need For Hazard Pay, Part 6
On The Need For Hazard Pay, Part 5
On The Need For Hazard Pay, Part 4
On The Need For Hazard Pay, Part 3
On The Need For Hazard Pay, Part 2
On The Need For Hazard Pay

Likes To Party Hard

, | Mexico | At The Checkout, Rude & Risque, Theme Of The Month

(I am the cashier at a convenience store that also has a pharmacy on the back. It is a slow day and my pharmacy coworker asks me to watch his station for a minute. A mustached, gallon-hat wearing cowboy (boots and all) comes up to me and asks in a very deep voice:)

Cowboy: “Do you carry generic Viagra?”

Me: *stunned* “I’m sorry. If you could just wait for a minute?”

(Thankfully my coworker heard him and took over. I went back to my station and then the same customer appeared. His purchases? Generic Viagra, a tequila bottle, and a 25-pack of lollipops…)

Keep Your Shirt On

| AL, USA | Rude & Risque, Theme Of The Month

(Customer #1 is man in his mid-50s, in a suit, and very polite. Customer #2 is in his mid-30s, with a greasy ponytail and tie-dyed shirt. I go to deliver the food.)

Me: “Can I bring you gentlemen anything else?”

Customer #1: “No, thank you.”

Customer #2: “No, I’m fine.”

(As I’m turning around, Customer #2 snaps his fingers at me.)

Me: “Yes, sir?”

Customer #2: “You know, I own a restaurant.”

Me: “That’s nice, sir.”

Customer #2: *leers* “I’ll give you $10 and a t-shirt for an ‘interview’ in my car.”

Me: “No, thanks. I love my job.”

Customer #2: “I could make it two t-shirts?”