Literally Scream For Ice Cream, Part 4

(It’s been a long day, and I’m already an hour and a half overtime. I’ve been selling ice creams all day, and in the past few hours we’ve been running out. A woman comes up to our counter.)

Me: “Hi there. How may I help you today?”

Customer: *rudely* “Give me a chocolate.”

Me: “Oh, I’m sorry, but we’ve sold out of chocolate ice cream today. Is there something I can get you, instead?”

Customer: “Oh, f*** it. Really?!”

Me: “Yes, sorry. As you can see, we’ve had quite a hot, sunny day today, so it’s been very busy. If you could please tone the language down? We do have lots of children around, including the one standing behind you.”

Customer: *slamming her fist on the counter* “Oh, f*** off and get me a chocolate ice cream!”

Me: “I’m sorry, but we are sold out of chocolate ice cream. We do have other flavours, if you’d—”

Customer: *interrupting me* “You’re hiding it from me! Aren’t you!? You a**hole!”

Me: “Sorry, are you going to buy anything today? We are quite busy and there is a hefty queue forming behind you.”

(She stormed off, and my coworker and I were shocked. We talked to our manager, and luckily we were able to find out she was staying at the site, and we kicked her off.)

Related:
Literally Scream For Ice Cream, Part 3
Literally Scream For Ice Cream, Part 2
Literally Scream For Ice Cream