Grains For Brains

, , , , | Right | February 19, 2018

(An older lady comes into my shop, goes straight to a small bag of grains, and buys it. No questions asked, no small-talk made. She does this every week for a few weeks, until…)

Customer: “This wild bird seed is useless! The birds don’t eat it, and now it’s starting to grow in my garden!”

Me: “Sorry, miss, but that isn’t bird seed. That’s actually a bag of mixed grains.”

Customer: “Well, how was I supposed to know?”

Me: “It is under that sign that says, ‘Mixed Grains.'”

Customer: “Well, you should have known what I wanted, anyway!”

(At this point, the customer storms out of the shop. I turn to my boss and coworker.)

Me: “Did I just get shouted at for lacking telepathy?”

Coworker: “Yeah, you did. She needs help, doesn’t she?”

Boss: “Don’t mind her. She’s always doing s*** like that.”

(I don’t know how I could be responsible for this, but the customer seemed to think so!)

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