Making A Spectacle Of Himself

I am alone at work while my coworker is on her lunch break. A male customer has been browsing glasses for quite some time. He eventually picks out a pair and approaches me.

Me: “Hello, sir, how can I help?”

Customer: “I’d like these, please.”

Me: “Certainly. Do you have an up-to-date glasses prescription with you?”

Customer: “No.”

Me: “Okay, so, do we perhaps have one on our records for you, then?”

Customer: “No.”

Me: “Ah, right then. So, were you looking to book an appointment for a sight test today, instead?”

Customer: “No.”

Me: *Becoming more uncertain* “Did you just want the frame without prescription lenses maybe?”

Customer: “I want a pair of spectacles!”

Me: *Slightly taken aback* “Um… Well, without a prescription, I don’t think we’re able to help you today, I’m afraid.”

The customer sniffs and clenches his fists. For a few seconds, I think he is going to throw his chosen frames at me. Eventually, he just throws them down on the desk in front of me and storms out.

Me: “Have a nice day, then?”