Not What I Fought You Were Saying

(I work in a DVD store. While I’m stocking shelves one day, two teenagers come in and immediately approach me. I have only been working here for a couple of months, so I’m still not particularly confident or experienced in dealing with unusual requests. Note: here in the UK, some people do not pronounce their “th” sounds correctly, instead pronouncing them as “f.”)

Customer #1: “‘Scuse me, y’got any four films?”

Me: “I’m sorry?”

Customer #1: “Four. Four movies.”

Me: “Oh. Are you looking for a box set?”

Customer #1: “A four box set, if you got one.”

Me: “Um… we’ve got The Fantastic Four, if that’s what—”

Customer #1: *now irate* “Nah! Four! The superhero movies!”

Me: “I’m sorry, I don’t—”

Customer #2: *impatient* “He’s looking for Thor. Y’know. Him with the big hammer?”

Me: “Oh, Thor! Yes, we have it right over here…”

(Both of them stared at me like I was a complete moron.)