Death By Twenty-Seven Cuts
A lady comes in five minutes before closing time at the fabric store I work in.
Customer: “I want twenty-seven cut lengths of this net curtain material.”
Me: “That is going to take over an hour, so we can’t do that so close to closing.”
Customer: “Manager.”
She spoke to my manager, and the manager gave me a written warning. I’ve never forgotten that feeling of injustice.
Question of the Week
Tell us about a customer who got caught in a lie!
