Never Piss Off A Man With A Meat Cleaver
(It is 5:45 pm on Christmas Eve, and the grocery store I work at closes at 6:00 pm.)
Customer: “Why don’t you have any big frozen turkeys? I need a 20-pound frozen turkey!”
Me: “Sir, we only have what’s left in the counter.”
Customer: “Go look in the back! I know you have some hiding back there.”
Me: “Um, sir, I put all the turkeys out already. What’s out is all we have.”
Customer: “LISTEN! I NEED A G**D*** 20-POUND TURKEY! GET IN THE BACK AND FIND ME ONE!”
Me: “There are no more turkeys in the back.”
Customer: “I’ll just go look myself!”
(The customer proceeds to march through the “Staff Only” doors and is met by one of the butchers who stands 6′ 5″.)
Customer: “GET ME A G**D*** TURKEY!”
Big Butcher: “GET THE H*** OUT OF MY STORE!”
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