Not Very Closed Minded, Part 18

(Our store closes promptly at midnight every day. I had already turned off the open sign and was in the process of putting the food away when a customer walks in.)

Customer: “Oh no, no, no! Wait! What are you doing? Don’t put the food away! I need a sandwich.”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, but we’re closed.”

Customer: “Closed? But you close at midnight!”

Me: “Yes, sir, we do, and it’s already five past midnight. I’m sorry.”

Customer: “No, it’s not! My watch says it’s 11:59. You still have a minute and I’m hungry. How hard is it to make a sandwich?! Just do your job.”

(After having a busy day, and still a little behind on my cleaning, I was trying my best not to sound frustrated.)

Me: “Again, I apologize, but [Fast Food Place] across the street is open 24 hours if you—”

Customer: *interrupts* “Whatever! It’s too late now and you wasted my time! F*** you!”