Shouldn’t Count Your Chickens Until You’ve Bought Them
I go to grab a bite to eat from a bakery. I want a chargrilled chicken sandwich, and it’s the last one. The lady behind the counter gets it for me, and a customer behind me starts throwing a fit.
Customer: “I wanted that!”
Cashier: “Sorry, it will be a ten-minute wait while we make some fresh ones. Would you mind waiting?”
Customer: *Livid* “Yes, I would mind!”
She then turns to me.
Customer: “Give me my chicken sandwich!”
Me: “No.”
She starts swearing at me, as well as the cashier, telling everyone in the bakery:
Customer: “This is so unfair!“
Me: “Because me handing over my chicken sandwich to you is totally fair, right?”
Customer: “But it’s for my kid!”
She points to a boy about twelve years old at the back.
Me: “What a great example you’re setting for him!”
She stormed out.
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
