Do You Want Us To Help Or Not?!

A man walked up to the unstaffed, closed register next to mine.

Man: *Angry* “WHY ARE YOU NOT HELPING ME?”

It took me a few minutes of patient explaining while he yelled to get him to walk five feet to my open register.

Man: “I want to open an account with you.”

Me: “Can I see your ID, please?”

He lost his mind on a whole other level at that.

Man: “I WANT TO SEE YOUR MANAGER!”

She came over. He then yelled at me in front of her for another three or four minutes, demanding that she fire me on the spot.

Manager: “I can open the account for you myself. Can I see your ID, please?”

He left, still screaming.