I Got A Hundred Problems And You’re All Of Them

I am usually the person who closes, so I tend to get a lot of crazy people. The day has been rather slow and I end up getting slammed. I am not supposed to have more than a certain amount in my drawer, usually LESS than a hundred dollars. A customer holds out a $100 bill.

Customer: “Can I get five twenties for this?”

I already know I do not have five twenties or enough change in my drawer to break it.

Me: “I am sorry, but I can’t break a hundred right now.”

Customer: “Seriously?! You don’t have five twenties?!”

Me: “No, sir.”

Customer: “Really? You don’t have five twenties?!”

Cue five minutes of me repeatedly telling the man I can’t break it. The customer places a pack of gum on the counter and holds out the hundred.

Me: “I still can’t break it.”

He grabs four sodas.

Customer: “Fine! How about now?!”

I sigh, because the gum and four sodas are only around $8.

Me: “I still can’t break it, sir.”

Customer: “What the f***? Then what do you do if the customer only has a hundred?!”

Me: “They can—”

He cuts me off before I can tell him.

Customer: “You know what?! Never mind!”

He starts to storm out but stops at the door.

Customer: “What’s your name again?!”

Me: “It is [My Name].”

Customer: “Well! You will be hearing from me again!”

He storms out to his car.

Next Customers: “He was a jacka**.”

This happened two weeks ago. I have not heard from him since or anything from corporate. If he did complain, he probably got laughed at, or someone told him he was an idiot for trying to break a hundred dollar bill at a SMALL gas station.