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Attack Of The Ambidextrous Arthritic Spanish Speakers!

, , , , , | Right | March 22, 2024

I am helping some customers (an older couple) at my register when I get a call from the manager asking me to help a Spanish caller. Since I have a headset, I can speak and scan items at the same time, so I assist the Spanish customer, and they hang up satisfied before I turn back to the customer I am serving.

Me: “That’s $188.81, please.”

Customer: “How did you do that?!”

Me: “Do what?”

Customer: “You just spoke another language!”

Me: “Oh, yes, I sometimes help our Spanish customers if they struggle with English.”

Customer: “But… how can you do that?!”

Me: “I’m bilingual.”

Customer: “Does that mean you can write with both of your hands?”

Me: “No, it means I can speak two languages. Writing with both of your hands is ambidextrous.”

Customer’s Husband: “I thought that was arthritis.”

Me: “No, that’s a disease.”

Customer’s Husband: “Being able to write with both hands is a disease?”

Customer: “No, it’s just the Spanish name for it.”

Me: *Frantic* “That’s $188.81, please!”

They (mercifully) pay without getting more confused. My next customer has heard it all and is laughing. 

Next Customer: “Aww, why did you stop them? I wanted to see how deep that rabbit hole could go…”

Start Them Polite And Hope It Sticks

, , , , , , | Right | March 21, 2024

A mother and her son (about eight years old) came in, wanting to buy a stone statue. They asked if we could set it aside so they could get it on their way home. Noticing that the boy was very eager for this purchase, I turned to him.

Me: “Of course! I just need a name and phone number.”

Boy: “My name is [Boy].”

Mother: *Smiling and whispering* “Oh, and my phone number is [number].”

Me: “Great! Do you want me to wrap it up so it is protected while you are away?

Mother: “What do you say, [Boy]? Should she wrap it?”

Boy: “It is not a present; it is for me.”

Mother: “Yes, but this is just to protect it so it doesn’t break.”

Boy: “Oh.” *Turns to me and answers firmly* “Yes!”

I did so and put the note with the name and number on it. Later that day, the boy came back.

Boy: “I have a package set aside. My name is [Boy].”

I gave it to him and told him the total, and he paid with what I assumed was his mother’s card. We exchanged all the normal platitudes, and as he walked away, I noticed his mother waiting by the door, smiling proudly.

It is always nice to see kids so happy that they can do things themselves.

Takes So Long That Other Customers Checked Out

, , | Right | March 21, 2024

Me: “That’s [total], ma’am.”

Customer: “Do you accept checks?”

Me: “Yes.”

Customer: “Let me find my checkbook first.”

After rummaging around for a long while, she finally finds it.

Customer: “I need to write this all down.”

Then, she wrote everything in the checkbook register before actually writing the check.  

Thank God the register didn’t ask for her ID! I had two or three people leave my line and go to self-check just because of how long she took.

It’s like these people didn’t know they would have to pay for their items!

Even An Atheist Would Pray For Them To Go Away

, , , , | Right | March 20, 2024

Customer: *Sneezes*

Me: “Gesundheit.”

Customer: “No, it’s ‘God bless you’.”

Me: “Well, I’m not religious, so it wouldn’t be much of a blessing.”

Customer: “You don’t believe in God?”

Me: “No.”

Her body language changes to something defensive.

Customer: *In a mocking tone* “So, how does that feel?”

She looks at me like she has just asked the most profound question in history and I am going to drop to my knees and accept Jesus into what was clearly the massive, moralless hole in my life.

Me: “Do you believe in Buddha?”

Customer: “No…”

Me: “It feels like that.”

She didn’t look very happy with me and walked off.

Must Be Using 20% Of Her Brain

, , , , , , , , | Working | March 20, 2024

I was given a $100 gift certificate for a massage one year for my birthday. I chose a service that was exactly $100. As I was checking out, the girl at the counter asked me:

Cashier: “Would you like to add a gratuity?”

Me: “Yes, twenty.”

Cashier: *In a snotty tone* “Dollars or percent?”

Me: “Um, either one. They’re both the same.”

Cashier: “Um, I need you to tell me which one!”

Me: “The bill is $100; 20% is the same as $20 since the total is $100.”

She looked at me like I was a total moron, sneered, and then typed on her computer.

Her face showed utter shock when her computer screen agreed with me.

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