Serial Cereal Smokers
(I’m shopping for some food at the supermarket where I work after my shift. I’m standing in the organic section, trying to decide between granola with quinoa or granola with hemp, when a very distinctive smell floods the aisle. Two high school kids wearing beanies, ‘drug rugs,’ and reeking of weed come up next to me.)
Kid #1: “Yo! [Kid #2], cereal!”
Kid #2: “Yo, bro. I’m like. Real f****** hungry.”
Kid #1: “Yo, but dude, we’re like, here. At [Supermarket].”
Kid #2: *awestruck* “Yo.”
(I’m trying to not laugh while listening to them. I think I finally settle on the quinoa granola when suddenly Kid #1 snatches a bag of the hemp granola and holds it up reverently.)
Kid #1: “YO! [Kid #2], check it!”
Kid #2: “YO!”
Kid #1: “Yo, I didn’t know [Supermarket] sold weeeeeeed!”
(They wandered off, Kid #1 still holding the bag of granola up high a la The Lion King. When they left the aisle I finally couldn’t hold back and laughed for a good two minutes. Once I calmed down, I grabbed a bag of the hemp granola myself. After that, I couldn’t resist it!)
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?