We have this creepy regular customer who we all tolerated at first as it seemed like he was just a sad lonely old man. Unfortunately, as is usually the case with these types of interactions, he’s assumed our tolerance is acceptance and has gotten more brazen.
Customer: “Wow! I hope you don’t mind me saying, but your legs are magnificent!”
I want to say something, but the look of disgust on my face is obvious.
Customer: “What?! You girls are all so sensitive these days! I just paid you a compliment, but you all act like I’m some sexual predator!”
Me: “Sir, what a magnificent round big belly you have! If I rub it, do I get to make a wish?”
Customer: “Hey! That’s rude! You can’t be saying that to a customer!”
Me: “Oh, I thought we were playing the ‘unsolicited and unwanted comments about each others’ bodies’ game. Did I misunderstand?”
Customer: “I gave you a compliment! You called me fat!”
Me: “We both used the term ‘magnificent’, did we not?”
Customer: “You know what I mean!”
Me: “I’m afraid I don’t. Please explain!”
Customer: “You know what I mean!”
Me: “I really don’t.”
Customer: “You know… It was a compliment!”
Me: “It wasn’t appropriate.”
Customer: “Ugh! What I said to you was nice!”
Me: “No, what you said to me was unwanted and creepy.”
Customer: “Back in my day, women liked it when men complimented them!”
Me: “Back in your day, women also couldn’t vote or have opinions. I’d say this is progress.”
The customer scoffed and stormed out. Mercifully, he hasn’t been back, but I worry about what new coffee place he’s found to harass…