Not Bitter About The Butter

A woman is trying to return a 48-oz jar of peanut butter. She doesn’t have a receipt, but the jar is unopened, so normally I could give her store credit. However, I have worked here for several years, and we have never sold that size of peanut butter.

I double-check and confirm that we still do not, meaning that this woman bought the jar elsewhere. I inform her of the reason she cannot return the jar here, and what she says next completely throws me off.

Customer: “Oh. Well, you take it then.”

Me: “Uh, what?”

Customer: “Take it!”

Me: “Are…are you sure?”

Customer: “Are you allergic?”

Me: “No…”

Customer: “Then take it home! Spread it on toast or something!”

Me: “Um, alright. Thank you!”

That’s the story of how I got a 48-oz jar of creamy Jif peanut butter for free. And yes, I did spread some of it on toast that night. Thanks, lady!