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No Such Thing As Gardening Leave

| Sacramento, CA, USA | Crazy Requests, Time

(It’s 11 pm and the store closed at 9. I’m in my car, in the back of the parking lot, on my lunch, taking a nap. I’m not wearing my employee vest or my name tag. Someone knocks on my car window, waking me up.)

Customer: “I can’t get into the garden department!”

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Not Even In Line And Out Of Line

| USA | Bad Behavior, Technology, Time

(Our customers who come in are served on a first-come, first-serve basis, since it typically takes anywhere from 15-45 minutes per person depending on what they need. It’s a Sunday, several of our staff are on vacation and several others have called off sick, and there’s already nine people waiting for various services. As I go to call the next customer who has been patiently waiting for close to two hours, a female customer who has just entered walks up to me.)

Customer #1: “I need help.”

Me: “I’m terribly sorry, but we’re quite busy. Can I get your name to add to the waiting list? We’ll have someone with you as soon as possible.”

Customer #1: “I just have a quick question, though. Shouldn’t take more than a few seconds.”

Me: “I suppose if it’s just a quick question, I can help. Then after I can take your name down if you’ll need further help.”

Customer #1: “Good, I just need to know if you’re taking trade-ins for [Older Model Cellphone] to get money off of the new updated version.”

Me: “As long as it’s in working condition, we absolutely do.”

Customer #1: *trying to hand me her old cell phone from her purse* “Great. Well, I’ll just give you this, and I’d like [Newer Model Phone]. I want the silver-colored model if possible. I also want a case. I’m not picky about it, but preferably one that’ll last. I also want to switch my data plan. I only have 2 gigs now, but I wanna up it to 4 because I’ve been going over a bit. Also, we need to add my husband to our plan and to get him a phone. He doesn’t want anything fancy, though.”

Me: *refusing to take her phone* “I’ll be able to help you with that. Can I just your name for the waiting list?”

Customer #1: “Oh, I just wanted to do it now.”

Me: “Unfortunately, ma’am, we have a number of people who have been waiting to be assisted. I can take your name down though, and assist you shortly.”

Customer #1: *narrowing her eyes* “But I want to do this now.”

Me: “Ma’am, we have a waiting list. I have to help people on a first-come, first-serve basis.”

Customer #1: *starting to fume* “Well, I’m not waiting.”

Me: “Unfortunately, I need to be helping the next person on our waiting list. If you’d like, I can take down your name, but unfortunately I won’t be able to assist you at the moment.”

Customer #1: *screaming* “But I don’t want to wait! If they’ve all been waiting, surely they won’t mind waiting a little longer.”

(Everyone is now looking. Another customer who is standing nearby chimes in.)

Customer #2: “I’ve been waiting over an hour. As a matter of fact I DO mind having to wait longer just because you can’t be bothered to wait like the rest of us!”

Customer #1: “Go to h***!”

(She storms towards the door, turning before she leaves…)

Customer #1: “This is terrible customer service, you know! I shouldn’t have to wait! You took my question, that means I am being helped first and foremost!”

Customer #2: “No, you’re just a terrible f****** customer!”

Customer #1: “You shut your mouth, you f****** hog!”

(Another voice pops up.)

Customer #3: “Uh… [Name]?”

(Customer #1 turned and saw another customer who seemed to recognize her, and was staring at her in shock. She went red and bolted, leaving the rest of the room snickering and laughing. It’s always fun to see someone like this get embarrassed by their own behavior. Unfortunately, I didn’t find out who the other customer was or how they knew the woman.)

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Some Customers Are Cut From Different Cloth

| LA, USA | Crazy Requests, Time

(We have glass doors, so when I see someone pull up and try to get in after closing, I signal and mouth to that we are closed. Most people would see this and leave, but not everyone.)

Customer: *through the glass doors* “Do you have [fabric]?”

Me: “Yes.”

Customer: “Can you go get it and show me?”

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Closing On A High

| Orem, UT, USA | At The Checkout, Crazy Requests, Criminal & Illegal, Time

(I’m a 19-year-old closing shift manager, who has one other employee with me. I come from a very strict religious family, in a very conservative town, so I can say that I’m a bit naive about certain things. One night just as I am walking to lock the doors at 10:58 pm, someone walks up and catches me.)

Customer: “Aww, are you closing? I just wanted a couple of burgers.”

Me: *thinking that technically we had two minutes* “Well we are about to close, but we can make a couple of burgers. No problem.”

Customer: *at the register* “Okay, let me have 18 burgers, 16 fries, 2 onion rings and 18 [Soda]s.”

Me: *knowing that once he is in the store, by policy I have to serve him, I’m fuming* “Okay, sir, but that is a lot of food, and we aren’t set up for that much. Everything has to be cooked from scratch. It’s going to take quite some time.” *hoping he will change his mind*

Customer: “That’s okay. I’ll wait…”

(After spending almost twenty minutes cooking all this food, it’s finally ready.)

Me: *trying to hide my anger at having to stay well past the end of my shift* “Thank you for you order; here you go.”

Customer: “Hey, thanks, dude. Here, I have a tip for you, since you were so nice to stay and cook for me.”

(The then hands me a small envelope. I just want him to leave, so I can go home, so I take it and walk him out. I head back to the office and start with my closing duties.)

Fellow Employee: “So what did that guy give you in the envelope?”

Me: “I don’t know. I didn’t look.” *opening the envelope, it’s full of marijuana, which I’ve actually never seen before in my life* “What the heck is this?”

Fellow Employee: “Well, that explains a lot.”

Me: “What do you mean?”

Fellow Employee: “He had the munchies…” *turning around, leaving me holding my first and last bag of weed*

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Doesn’t Give A Truck, Part 4

| USA | Crazy Requests, Time, Transportation

Customer: “Hey, I want to rent a truck for this weekend.”

Me: “All right, sir! Let me see what’s available!” *goes through the steps*

Customer: “I need a 20′ truck.”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, it looks like the 20′ is unavailable.”

Customer: “How can that be? I just drove by your place, and it’s full of trucks.”

Me: “Well, sir, they’ve been reserved for this weekend.”

Customer: “But they’re right there. I just saw them.”

Me: “Yes, sir, but customers have called in advance, kinda like what you’re doing now, and claimed them for the weekend.”

Customer: “So why are they still sitting on your lot?”

Me: “Well, sir, it’s Tuesday. They haven’t been reserved until this weekend.”

Customer: “Oh, so they’re not reserved yet! Well, why can’t you reserve one for me this weekend?”

Me: “…”

Related:
Doesn’t Give A Truck, Part 3
Doesn’t Give A Truck, Part 2
Doesn’t Give A Truck

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