Acting Out Of Line

| NH, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Bigotry

(I am at a chain clothing store at the mall with my younger brother. A Hispanic family is being rung up in front of us, in the only open line. Another customer goes to the other end of the counter where nobody is working.)

Customer: “I’d like to exchange these shirts. I bought two XLs, and my girlfriend thinks they’re too big on me.”

Cashier: “Okay, sir, I’ll be with you shortly.”

Customer: “And I need to return these shoes. Can I return everything at the shoe department?”

Cashier: “No, sir, they can only take care of shoes in that department.”

(At this point the customer’s phone starts ringing, and he answers it. He starts moaning about his day to the person on the other end, occasionally burping and scratching himself.)

Customer: “Yeah, I’m here right now, but I’m stuck waiting because of these d*** Puerto Ricans who are trying to get 10% off on a f****** $10 purchase.”

(The teenage cashier finishes ringing up the family, and since my brother is next in line, the cashier starts ringing him up.)

Customer: “Hey! Why aren’t you waiting on me?!”

Younger Brother: “I don’t know if you noticed, but there’s a LINE.”

Customer: “Well, I started a new line. I’ve got places to go. I’m a rolling stone.”

(Yes, he actually says “rolling stone.” My brother finishes, and I’m next in line so the cashier starts ringing me up.)

Customer: “Un-f******-believable!”

Me: “You know what? Maybe if you weren’t such an impatient, loudmouth, racist, a**-hole and actually got in line, you might just actually get rung up!”

(The customer throws his stuff across the counter, even the stuff he is returning, and storms off.)

Cashier: “Sorry about that.”

Younger Brother: “No worries. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Me: “I’m a retail manager myself, and I was actually quite impressed with how cool headed you stayed dealing with that guy. Very nicely done!”

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Not Quite The Happiest Place On Earth

| France | Theme Of The Month, Tourists/Travel

Guest: “The waiting times are horribly long! There are too many people!”

Me: “Well this is a famous park; a lot of people want to spend time here with their family.”

Guest: “Well, you should not let so many people in. Look around: there are so many people.”

Me: “We have a security maximum that has not been reached yet. I believe you are a visitor too. Would you have liked for you and your family to be stopped at the entrance after miles of travelling because there are a lot of people in?”

Guest: “Of course not! I paid to come here, and we have wanted to come here for a long time!”

Me: “Well, so do all these people…”

Interested In Ply-Red, Not Blood-Red

| England, UK | Crazy Requests, Health & Body

(I am working one day, repackaging some glass bottles of beer where one had shattered, and am knocking off the shards of glass with a safety knife. A customer approaches me.)

Customer: “Hello, I am wondering if you could help me find some three ply red napkins. You have three ply in other colors.”

Me: “I’m sure we do; I’ll just check the system to find a shelf location and see if we have any in stock.”

(As I go to put down the bottle I am holding, a shard of glass embeds itself in my hand.)

Me: “Agh! Sorry, bear with me one second.”

(I pull the shard out.)

Me: “Okay, so, three ply red right?”

Customer: “Sorry, were you helping me, or were you busy tending to your own business? Jesus, I’m here to spend my hard-earned cash, and you can’t even give me the time of day!”