No Longer Happy As A Clam
I work at the seafood counter of my grocery store.
Customer: “I’ll take five of those clams.”
Me: “Yes, ma’am. Here ya go!”
Customer: “There’s a tiny hole in the bag.”
Me: “That’s so the clams can breathe. You don’t want them to suffocate.”
Customer: “Breathe?!”
Me: “Yes, ma’am. They’re alive.”
Customer: *Gagging* “Never mind. I don’t want them. They’re… alive!”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
