No Bright Prospects For This Lamp

| WI, USA | Right | October 27, 2015

(My husband and I own a thrift shop and consignment store. People bring in items to us either for consignment or to sell us. A lady brings in “an antique lamp.”)

Customer: “I want to sell this lamp, and I expect $300 for it.”

Me: “Hmm, based on our local economy, if genuine, it will only sell for a fraction of that at the most. I can offer $40.”

Customer: *outraged* “It is the same kerosene lamp found in Gone With The Wind and it is worth way more than that!”

Me: “Then it is probably a replica, especially since, despite resembling an antique kerosene lamp, it has an electrical cord coming out of it.”

Customer: “An expert friend of mine appraised it for me and said it is genuine. It is worth a thousand, and I you will be making a huge mistake passing up this deal”

Me: “I am not saying I am an expert, but I doubt I could sell the lamp in my store for much more than I offered, and by all means, I can direct you to other reputable businesses.”

(She left in a huff. A week later, she returned with the lamp, humbly admitting the other businesses only offered her $20.)

Not Paid Enough Peanuts For This

| Aurora, CO, USA | Right | October 27, 2015

(Our store has a decent-sized bulk section where customers can get whatever amount of certain products and pay for them by weight. Each bin in the bulk section has a clearly marked PLU number, as well as pens and tags available for the customer to write down the number so the cashier knows what they are buying. One day a woman comes into my line with a bag of peanuts from the bulk section. We have at least half a dozen different types of peanuts, and I can’t tell which kind these are by looking at them.)

Me: *sets the bag on the scale and looks for a tag* “I’m sorry ma’am, did you happen to get the PLU code for these?”

Customer: “No.”

Me: “Okay… Um… Do you know what kind of peanuts they are?”

Customer: “No, I don’t. Just ring me up already!”

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, I can’t ring them up without the PLU code. Do you at least know how much they were? I can put them in by the price.”

Customer: “NO!” *picks up the bag and throws them at me* “I DON’T WANT THEM!” *storms out angrily*

Me: *blinks*

Supervisor: *walks up to me* “Are you okay? What just happened?”

(I told her, and she was as shocked as I was. The real kicker? I have a SEVERE peanut allergy!)

When Making A Phonecall

| Right | October 27, 2015

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The Friday Games

| Right | October 26, 2015

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Needs To Bathe In Some Realistic Prices

| Dallas, TX, USA | Right | October 26, 2015

(I work at a doggy daycare that also happens to be a bar, so people come there to drink with their dogs whether they are going to daycare or not. A woman who’s never been there before is hosting a meet up.)

Woman: “My dog has been stinky lately… How much for a bath?”

Me: “A bath for a dog of that size would be $24.”

Woman: “Well, I don’t mean a bath bath… Can’t you just put a little soap and rinse him off?”

Me: “That would be a bath. And it’s $24.”

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