In A Crazy State

, , , | Right | April 25, 2018

(I am working the cash register in a cafe in Ontario, Canada. A large group of men enter and when I overhear their conversation, I realize they are American. They all sit at a table, and one man walks up to my till to order coffee for the group.)

Customer: “I would like eight large coffees with cream and sugar on the side.”

Me: “Okay, that will be [total].”

(I begin pouring the coffees while he waits, and we make small talk.)

Customer: “I’m American, you know.”

Me: “That’s nice. How long are you staying in [City]?”

Customer: *ignoring my question* “I’m from [State]. Do you know where that is?”

Me: “Yes, sir, I know where [State] is.”

Customer: *suddenly angry* “You can’t possibly know that! I don’t believe you!”

Me: “I can assure you that I do know where it is.”

Customer: “Stupid girl! You need to be more respectful!”

Me: “I’m very sorry if I offended you—”

Customer: *cutting me off* “It’s fine. Just think twice before you go ahead and lie to a customer!”

(With that, he took the trays of coffees from my hands and stormed off to his table. I heard him complaining about “young people” and grumbling, “Damn girl thinks she’s smart.” I’m still not sure how my knowing where his home state was made him so upset.)

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