Strawberry Sass Forever

, , , | Right | October 25, 2019

(Long story short, I end up returning temporarily to a job that I don’t like because they are desperate for help. I agree to help them for a month, but my first day back reminds me why I left retail in the first place. I start the day as usual, conducting general opening duties, and cleaning our really messy ice cream tubs from the night before, starting with strawberry on the very end. It requires us to pull the tubs completely out of the freezer to scrape them down and make them presentable. Two minutes into the store being open, elbow deep in this tub, I hear someone at my till by the freezers.)

Customer: “Hey, beautiful, how do you feel about making me a milkshake?”

Me: “…”

Customer: “I think I’ll have strawberry.”

Me: *looks at the tub and turns the big “STRAWBERRY” label out so he can see it* “Don’t have it.”

Customer: “You don’t have it?”

Me: “Nope. Don’t have it.”

(He ended up leaving with a scoff. Don’t be creepy, and you won’t get sass.)

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