Wishing You Could Flip Them The Bird, Part 2
My store sells ducklings and chicks during March and April and will promote them for Easter sales. It is the day before Easter when this happens.
I get to work for the closing shift and am called to the bird pen as soon as I clock in. During my time in there, I sell about a dozen chicks and the last two ducklings we have to a nice family with two small children.
Not ten minutes later, an angry-looking woman and her husband come up to the service desk and tell me someone put ducks back for them. Confused, I go to the back room to check if someone put them in the “sick chick” box to hold them. Nothing’s back there.
I head back to the customer and tell her that there are no more ducks in the store and that I am sorry for the inconvenience.
She looks at me and calls me “a f****** liar” and says, “You all promised me birds.” I simply tell her that birds are sold on a first-come, first-served basis, and again, that I’m sorry for the circumstances.
She leaves in an angry huff, exclaiming that she’ll never come back to our “h***-hole” store.
I walk away glad that the birds are gone. Who knows what would have happened if she had gotten them?
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