Please, Take A Cut Of My Cheese
Customer: *completely stoned* “Hey, what’s your cheapest thing in the store?”
Me: “That’d probably be these miniature whoopee cushions. They’re a dollar apiece. There are three on the shelf behind you.”
Customer: “I’ll take all of them!”
(As I’m finishing the transaction, a mother comes in with a young boy in tow.)
Customer: “Hey, guys! Look what I just got!” *shows them the whoopee cushions*
Mother: *obviously uncomfortable* “Um… that’s very… nice, I guess?”
Customer: “Do you want one?”
Mother: “Oh, no; no, thank you. We were just–”
Customer: “C’mon, I have three of them! What do I need three for?”
(He shoved a whoopee cushion into the mother’s hands and wandered off happily.)
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
