Unfiltered Story #90055

, , | Unfiltered | June 21, 2017

(I’m a bagger at a local grocery store. A woman comes through the line with a ton of stuff and one of our huge kiddie carts with her daughter who is much to old and tall for it.)

Cashier: oh your chicken’s leaking, [my name] make sure to put it in a separate bag.

Customer: It’s leaking? It shouldn’t be leaking! I don’t want it, take it off.

Customer: (as she sees her total add up) Its so expensive here! I hate this store I NEVER shop here. I always shop at [competitor]. This store is awful. I wish you guys would just close down. Weren’t you supposed to close down?

Cashier: yes we were a couple years ago but we merged with [other well known chain]

Customer: I never shop here. Not that its your fault [cashier’s name] but this place…

(she goes on like this until we finish her transaction. I walk back to the meat section to put back her chicken, and as I head back towards the front end i hear a loud crash. When I get to the front I see that the same woman has knocked over a six foot tall sunglasses display with the kiddie cart.)

Customer: Uh sorry, that could have happened to anyone! ( as she’s walking away quickly from the display) I’m not perfect!

Me: *under my breath as she’s racing away and I try to clean up the mess of sunglasses, some broken* yeah no kidding.( the kicker: she comes in almost every week!)

When There’s Been A Murder, Who You Gonna Call?

, , , , , | Working | June 19, 2017

(I work in the fresh cut area in produce. We also make guacamole, which is one of our most popular items. My coworker is on her fourth batch of the day when the manager walks in and asks how it’s going.)

Coworker: “I have so much guac on my apron, it looks like I murdered Slimer!”

Plastic Parenting

, , , , , | Right | June 17, 2017

(I work in a clothing store. We use sizing nubs that go on the hanger to help us organize the garments. The nubs are about the size of a dime, and very colorful. I’m working the fitting room today, and on one of the walls we have, clear, open pockets for each nub size. There’s a five-year-old girl that keeps running in and out of the women’s fitting room while her mother tries on clothing. She spots the nub organizer and reaches in to grab a handful of them. I’m afraid she’s going to put them in her mouth and choke on them.)

Me: “Oh, sweetie, no, those aren’t to play with! Can I have them back?”

(With a little persuasion, she gives me the nubs back and goes back to the fitting room. This scenario happens a number of times until her mom comes out of the dressing room. Right now she has a small handful of nubs.)

Me: “Honey, you can’t have those! You shouldn’t be playing with them!”

Customer: “Excuse me, are you telling my daughter what to do?”

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but she keeps taking the nubs we use on our hangers and I’m—”

Customer: “My daughter is an angel! She can play with whatever she wants, and you can’t tell her what she can and can’t do!”

Me: “Ma’am, these nubs could potentially be dangerous for her. If she—”

Customer: “Did you not hear me?! I said she can do whatever she wants! Give her back the d*** toy!”

Me: “This isn’t a toy, and if she puts one in her mouth she could choke on it.”

(As if on vue, we hear a choking sound. The little girl has indeed put several nubs in her mouth and is choking on them. Her mother quickly bends down and hits her on the back several times before the girl spits them out. Then she stands up and dumps the handful of contaminated nubs into my hand.)

Customer: “Well, maybe if you hadn’t made them so brightly-colored, this wouldn’t have happened!”

(When I went on my break an hour later, she was ranting about me to a manager, and how I was “choking her daughter with brightly colored plastic.”)

A Family-Friendly Store

, , , , | Friendly Related | June 17, 2017

(I overhear this conversation between a mom and a cashier.)

Cashier: “Your two daughters are so beautiful! They’re adorable!”

Mom: “Thanks! One of them is for sale! And they’re buy one, get one free!”

Putting The List Into Listening

, , , , , , | Working | June 9, 2017

(Everyone in our office has a daily quota of calls we need to make. Because we are often very busy with other tasks, if one of us is falling behind that day others who are less busy will help each other reach their quota.)

Supervisor: *recently promoted* “Hey, [Coworker] is behind on her calls and is helping some volunteers right now. I need you to help with her calls.”

Me: “I actually spoke with her 20 minutes ago and am helping with her list right now.”

Supervisor: “Whatever you are working on isn’t a priority right now. You already finished your calls today and she needs help.”

Me: “Yeah, I’m doing that. This is her list I’m calling through right now.”

Supervisor: “I didn’t ask for excuses. Go get a list from [Coworker] and help her out. End of discussion!”

(That supervisor oversaw three different offices and interestingly enough whichever one she was physically in at the time always ended up with the worst production that day.)

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