My boss does not tolerate nonsense from anyone. A woman comes in to claim that I spit on her when she paid, and she wants a refund on the gas she purchased.
Boss: “I will look at our security camera.”
Woman: “Is my word not good enough for you?”
Boss: “No.”
She had a beautiful look on her face when he told her that. And the camera showed she was a liar.
I’m at a convenience store at a train station, buying toothpaste. The store has one regular checkout and five self-checkouts. No one ever uses those, so usually when I go there, there’s a long line for the regular checkout while the self-checkouts are completely empty and I can pay for my things super quickly.
Today, two of the self-checkouts are being used, there’s still a line for the regular checkout, and the cashier for that checkout is helping three women at the self-checkout. An older man at the front of the line walks over and starts yelling at the cashier.
Customer: “Hurry up and come over! I have a train to catch in five minutes!”
Cashier: *Calmly* “Please wait. I’ll be with you in a moment.”
This repeats a few times in circles. I’m somewhat amused because every time the man talks again the cashier has to stop helping the women to turn around and reply. Basically, it takes even longer because of this. I’m considering pointing the man toward one of the self-checkouts, but I’ve worked retail for a while and it’s obvious that he’s the type of customer who would refuse to use them. In the end, while I’m on my way out, I hear a woman from the line snap and shout.
Customer #2: “This is a train station! Everyone is in a hurry! Go back to your spot or get out!”
This is shortly after our store has started using chip readers for cards. I am cashiering and have an older lady come through. She tries sliding her card, which doesn’t work.
Me: “Try inserting the card into the slot.”
Old Lady: *Shouting* “It’s a virgin! Please be gentle!”
It took everything in me to not fall over laughing at her. She definitely made my day so much better.
I own my own little corner shop. A grumpy old customer comes in to buy cigarettes, and when it’s time to pay, he flings his coins at me instead of handing them to me. I am forced to pick some coins up off the floor.
Customer: “That’s it, [South Asian slur]. On the ground where you belong.”
Me: “Don’t worry, sir. Considering how many of these you’re smoking and how terribly old you look, you’ll be in the ground while I’ll be on it for a long while yet. I’ll even do a little Bollywood dance on your grave.”
Customer: “How dare you!”
Me: “Goodbye, die soon!”
He stormed out as I turned up the Indian music on my radio.
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My husband and I have decided to run to our local convenience store for some late-night snacks. They’ve recently started selling a two-pack of mochi ice cream and it’s a treat I’m pretty fond of, so I grab a pack and take it up to the counter where the cashier starts ringing us out.
Cashier #1: *Getting to the mochi* “Mochi, huh? This has been real popular since we started selling it. What is it?”
Me: “It’s ice cream wrapped in a rice dough.”
Cashier #1: “Is it good when you’re sober?”
Me: “I… Wait… Sorry, what?”
I’ve never had a question like this asked before and, to be honest, it completely throws me and I’m not quite sure I heard him right. Even my husband looks confused by how out of left field this question seems. A second cashier who is behind the counter making hot food answers.
Cashier #2: “You know, some food is just better when you’re drunk. Or high!”
I share a bemused look with my husband.
Me: “I mean it… it’s ice cream. I… I guess, yeah, it’s really good.”
Cashier #2: “Cool, I’ll have to try it sometime!”
Hope you enjoy it, dude, whether or not you’re sober.
