Unfiltered Story #157518

, , | | Unfiltered | July 9, 2019

(My dad and I are from Portland Oregon and we are in Idaho attending a camp, my dad is a counselor so we arrived early. The camp has a talent show and the counselors do a portion, this year its a cross dressing skit, and it was rather funny at that. This scenario takes place as we buy his get up in Idaho.)

Cashier: OK, is this everything for you?

(Note that he is obviously a Mormon, its very common in this part of town.)

Dad: Yes, that’s all, thank you.

Cashier: *as he bags the clothes which are huge and baggy, I am a fairly small girl at the time* These couldn’t possibly be for you?

Me: Nope! *thinking nothing of it*

Cashier: Then… Your mother?

Me: No?

Dad: Well they’re mine of course!

Cashier: *sputtering about and looking completely flustered and confused, like it was the most unnatural thing in the world*

My dad and I just crack up and walk out of the store.

Oh, Mann, They’re Stupid!

, , , | | Right | July 1, 2019

(It is a slow day in the store so I am walking around talking to customers. I approach a lady who is looking confused and staring at the mannequins.)

Me: “Hi. Can I help you find anything?”

Customer: “I know how to pick out clothes for myself, unlike these mannequins here. Why do they dress themselves so terribly?” *wanders off*

The Breast Service Possible

, , , , | | Hopeless | June 16, 2019

(I spent nine years as my mother’s caretaker before she, unfortunately, passed away. She left me a little bit of money. I have been out of work for years, caring for her, and my first stop is the local mall to find some interview clothes. I am a larger woman. I walk into a local clothing store and the younger, thin employee approaches me with warmth and enthusiasm.)

Employee: “May I help you find something, ma’am?”

Me: “Well, I’ve never had a proper bra fitting, so could you?”

Employee: “Absolutely!” *takes me to an opulent dressing room and professionally finds my measurements*

Me: “Thank you! Where do you have these sizes?”

Employee: “I am so sorry, ma’am, but we only carry up to [size much smaller than mine]. But you can find that size at [Local Store #1] or [Local Store #2].”

Me: “Wait a minute. You fitted me knowing you couldn’t possibly have my size?”

Employee: “Of course, ma’am. I was happy to help you find your correct size.”

Me: “Thank you so much!”

(I bought several panties and perfume from her, and found my bra at a neighboring store. I wrote a glowing review for her and the store and return whenever I can. It was a very difficult time for me, and I appreciate it more than words can say.)

Unfiltered Story #152539

, | | Unfiltered | June 2, 2019

This older lady walks up to my register in a huff, complaining about the quality of our customer service and I can see that she’s been having a rough time. My coworker shoots me a warning look. So in an effort to help her mood and situation I go ahead and add a coupon to purchase. I tell her the total. She hands me the same coupon that I just used. Smiling, I tell her that I have already given her the coupon. She looks confused and then starts yelling at me, asking me why the heck would they bother to send her coupons then?! That she thought they were singling her out with the coupon to make her feel special, but that it was really a joke! If I was giving everyone a coupon then nobody was really special!! She swipes her card still upset and complaining and then walks off without her clothes. I run after her with her bag and she gets mad again like it was my fault she never grabbed it.

Santa Doesn’t Take Back Gifts

, , , , , , | | Right | May 29, 2019

(A lady walks into up to the return counter. It’s about mid-August. She is carrying a red and green holiday bag.)

Customer: “I want to return this.” *dumps out a toddler onesie that is printed like a Santa suit*

(I check the receipt. It’s from December of last year.)

Me: “Ma’am, this is from Christmas of last year. It’s not in our system. If you don’t want it anymore, I’d suggest donating it because we can’t take it back. Sorry.”

Customer: “My daughter told me to return this. No wonder she gave it to me; she was too ashamed to go herself! I can’t believe she did that to me. Sorry I wasted your time.”

(She wadded up the suit and the bag and stormed out. I would not want to be her daughter when she gets home.)