I used to work retail at a year-round costume store, and we would get some pretty interesting customers.
I was closing on a random Friday night. About an hour before we were going to close, a regular customer walked in with a guy. I happened to know from past experience that this customer was a lady of the night. The guy came in with this huge black duffel bag. The store was a mom-and-pop shop and had a strict policy about not carrying large bags or purses around the store to help curb shoplifting.
Me: “Sir, we have a policy against large bags in the store. Please either take it out to your car or leave it up front with me.”
He was kind of squirrely, but after some back and forth, he finally agreed to leave the bag up front.
Guy: “I have a lockbox in this bag with some loose diamonds in it. I don’t want to leave it unattended.”
He pulled out the lockbox to show me, and since it was small and would be cumbersome to get into, I told him it was fine to carry it around the store with him.
I then found out from the woman that they were going to be driving out of town to get married. They were stopping by the store so that he could buy her a wedding dress. We didn’t sell wedding dresses, but I told her that we had some really cool corseted dresses if she wanted to take a look at those.
She went to do that while the guy wandered around with his lockbox. He was constantly going on to me and all the other employees about how rich he was. He also told us that in addition to being a diamond dealer, he was an “astrologist” who worked for NASA.
After trying on a few dresses, the woman finally found one she liked and brought it up to check out. The dress rang up at about $180. When the dude saw the price he completely lost it, and an argument ensued.
After about ten minutes of arguing with him, the woman decided to go back and get a different dress, but she reminded him that they also needed a ring and that he should pick something from our costume jewelry while she found a new dress. I showed him some rings, and he picked one.
Me: “Okay, that one is $12.”
Guy: “Oh. Can you show me something cheaper?”
He finally settled on the $2 ring.
I told everyone to go ahead and start on closing duties while the couple finished shopping.
About twenty minutes after we closed, the woman came up with a $40 vintage-style dress. After a little more arguing, the guy finally agreed to pay for the dress. However, she also wanted a pair of shoes and flatly refused to leave without them. She was wearing a ratty pair of canvas tennis shoes. He kept insisting that they would “look great” with the dress and that she didn’t need shoes.
They continued to argue, and by that point, we were coming up on almost a half-hour after closing. My coworkers and I were supposed to be clocking out, and I still needed to close the drawer. Sick of listening to them argue — and wanting to make staying open later as worthwhile as I could — I told the guy:
Me: “Since you have a case full of diamonds, surely you can afford to pay for the shoes.”
The guy got angry, grabbed his bag, and stormed out. The woman ran out after him and dragged him back to pay for the dress and ring. She then bought the shoes herself.
I wished her the best of luck, and she was on her way.
After they were gone, I locked up and finished closing. About fifteen minutes later, when I was leaving, I noticed that they were still in the parking lot arguing. I’m fairly sure that wedding didn’t happen.