Eyes Cream

| Germany | Working | February 28, 2016

(I am browsing the shelves in a drugstore when I overhear this dialog between a customer and an employee.)

Customer: “Excuse me, I have a question about this product.” *holds up an eye cream*

Employee: “Yeah?”

Customer: “Does this contain any oils?”

Employee: “It’s an eye cream.”

Customer: “I know. I just wanted to know if there are oils in there.”

Employee: “It’s for your eyes.”

Customer: “And I intend to use it that way. Are there any oils in it?”

Employee: “You should use this for your eyes only.”

Customer: “Okay, thanks.” *puts the cream back and leaves*

Don’t Count On The Customer’s Ability To Count

| NJ, USA | Right | February 12, 2016

(I work at a popular drug store running the register. A lady comes up to me in a fast food uniform and buys some food products and cigarettes. She pays for the food with food stamps and swipes another card for the cigarettes.)

Me: “All right, ma’am, there’s $2.88 left on the transaction.”

Customer: *glaring at me and throws two dollars at me* “I want a dollar put on my other card.” *pulls out other debit card*

Me: “All right, no problem.” *manually enters that she paid $1.88 in cash, leaving a dollar left to go through on her debit card*

(She swipes her card but there’s still $.23 left on the transaction, meaning that that she didn’t have enough money in her debit account.)

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but you still owe 23 cents.”

Customer: *starts shouting* “What the h*** did you do?! I gave you two dollars!”

Me: *taken aback* “Yes, you did, ma’am. You said you wanted to put a dollar on your debit card, so I took $1.88 out of your two dollars and was going to give you twelve cents in change. After that and your debit card, you still owe twenty three cents.”

Customer: “But I gave you two dollars!”

Me: “Okay… how about I take the twelve cents I was going to give you as change and put it towards the total?”

(The customer rolls her eyes and nods. At this point, there’s a line starting to form behind her.)

Me: “All right, now your total is down to eleven cents.”


Me: *shocked* “It was 23 cents, but I took the last twelve cents out of the two dollars you gave me!”


Me: “Yes, you did! And I took two dollars in cash off of the total, but with that and what was taken off your debit card you still owe nine cents.”


(At this point I’m in complete shock and people are starting to get impatient. The customer throws a dime across the counter at me and after I give her her penny and her receipt, she glares at me.)

Customer: “Just so you know, I KNOW how to count. You’re lucky I don’t talk to your manager and get you fired! You should just admit you made a mistake!”

Me: “But… I didn’t…”

Customer: “I KNOW HOW TO COUNT!”

This S*** Is Expensive

| NY, USA | Right | November 18, 2015

(I am the only cashier working in a fairly busy convenience store. A small elderly woman comes up to the counter with a few laxative-based items.)

Customer: *sweetly* “Can you price-check these for me, dear? I only have [amount] and I need to make sure I don’t spend too much.”

Me: “Sure!” *rings up items* “Your total today is [more than what she has].”

Customer: “Jesus Christ! How much should I have to pay to take a s***?!”

(I am taken aback by this funny exclamation, as it is coming from a sweet old lady. So, I say the only thing I can think of at the time:)

Me: “The struggle is real, ma’am.”

Customer: *sighing* “Why, yes, it is, sweetie. Can you put everything on a credit card?”

When Is A Sale Not A Sale…

| Dubuque, IA, USA | Working | November 16, 2015

(It’s the day after Halloween, and the drugstore still has a few bags of trick-or-treat candy, but there’s no sale sign up. I see a bag of my favorite candy, which is hard to find, so I grab it.)

Cashier: “I’m afraid these are not on sale.”

Me: “Yeah, I didn’t see a sign, so I figured they’d be regular price.”

Cashier: *stares at me for a moment, as if he’s waiting for me to throw a tantrum* “You know what? I’m going to give them to you for the sale price.”

Chivalry Survives The Morning After

| PA, USA | Romantic | November 12, 2015

(I’m ringing up a woman about my own age with just a few items, including Plan B, aka “the morning after pill.” As she goes to pay, the guy with her blurts out…)

Male Friend: “That is NOT my fault!”

Me: “Huh?”

Customer: *grinning and also blushing* “Oh, my God…”

Male Friend: “Just wanted you to know, like, if I was responsible for her need for… uh, THAT… I would, you know, pay for it.”

Customer: *dryly* “Oh, how sweet of you.”

Me: “And they say chivalry is dead.”

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