Getting Owned By The Owner, Part 7

| PA, USA | Funny Names, Liars & Scammers

Me: “Welcome to [Store]! Let me know if there’s any—”

Customer: “Oh, I don’t have any questions; my brother works at the Ohio location.”

Me: “Uhm, are you sure? We don’t have an Ohio location.”

Customer: “Oh, you don’t know.”

(She brushes me off and starts shopping. When she’s finished shopping, I start to check her out.)

Customer: “I should get the employee discount, because of my brother.”

Me: “Okay. Did he teach you the employee handshake?”

Customer: “What?”

Me: “We only give the employee discount to people who know the secret handshake.”

Customer: “How rude! Let me speak to your manager!”

Me: “How about the owner instead? That would be me. I own both locations, neither are in Ohio.”

Related:
Getting Owned By The Owner, Part 6
Getting Owned By The Owner, Part 5
Getting Owned By The Owner, Part 4

Upside Down Line

| SC, USA | Bizarre, Technology

(I work at an allergist’s office. This afternoon I got an unusual call.)

Me: “[Doctor]’s office, can I help you?”

Caller: “mmhmfffmfffmnmumblemumble”

Me: “I’m having a hard time understanding you. I think there might be some kind of interference on the line.”

Caller: “…I’m holding the phone the wrong side up again, aren’t I?”

Their Attitude Stinks

| USA | Awesome Workers, Crazy Requests, Health & Body

(An order comes to my pharmacy for a well-known antibiotic. This antibiotic is known to smell exactly like rotten eggs, so most of us just hold our breath while we count it and try not to think about it too much. We dispense it to a woman who is picking it up for her teenage son. Everything is normal and she leaves with the prescription, but about 10 minutes later she comes stomping back into the pharmacy, pretty much shoves the person that I am currently helping out of the way, and throws the bottle of medication on the counter.)

Customer: “I want to speak to your manager right now! You guys gave me rotten medication!”

Me: “Really? Let me look at the expiration date on your bottle. Normally we don’t keep anything that has one less than a year away.”

(I look at the bottle and see that the pharmacist wrote a date of over a year away, and I go over to our stock bottle and check and the numbers correspond with each other.)

Me: “Hmm. Well, ma’am, it doesn’t look like this medication is expired but I will have the phar—”

Customer: “You are just lying! I mean, come on and open that bottle! It smells totally rotten! I can’t believe that you would ever give someone bad medication! My son is very very ill!”

Me: “Oh, that’s just because the active chemical that is in this medication has a bad smell. Trust me, I wish there was something that we could do about it back here, too. Most of us hold our breath while we count it.”

Customer: “Stop ****** lying to me. You just don’t want to admit you did something wrong! I will have your job for this, b****!

(At this point the pharmacist who has been listening the whole time walks over.)

Pharmacist: “Ma’am, while I don’t like the fact that you are calling my staff names like that I will let you know two things. One is, certain chemicals have a bad smell. It’s just a fact of life. So, while I know that smell is unpleasant, it’s just one of those side effects that come with being able to take medications that will help your sick son. I assure you it’s supposed to smell that bad. If it didn’t, it wouldn’t work right. Two, since you don’t seem to want to listen to my employees and call them awful names, this will be the last time that you or any members of your family can shop or fill any type of medication here. Maybe in the future you can learn how to treat people the way you want to be treated.”

(The woman proceeded to turn bright red with embarrassment and tried to apologize, but my boss wouldn’t hear it. That was almost two years ago and he still will not allow her or her family to fill their prescriptions at his pharmacy.)