Unfiltered Story #133450

, , , | Unfiltered | December 20, 2018

We had a lady return Easter Bunny figurines that she had purchased in 2003. We are a chain store that has to return EVERYTHING with no questions asked. The lady still had her receipt, so we had to give her the full retail price she paid over a decade ago. The kicker of this whole story, our location wasn’t built until 2006.

Later that night when I got home, I immediately dumped the little bit of the company stock I still owned. The company might be partially “employee owned” but they don’t let us re-write their stupid policies.

Moaning About A Hire Power

, , , , , | Right | December 15, 2018

(I work in a home improvement store. It’s 8:30 on a Saturday morning during a summer hiring fair. I’m the only cashier due to the other cashier requiring a break and the supervisor running the hiring table. Four people decide to all check out at the same time. While I’m ringing up the first person, I overhear two of the others talking.)

Woman #1: “I can’t believe they only have one cashier! I hate waiting.”

Woman #2: “And they don’t have self-checkouts open, either.”

Woman #1: “Well, I won’t use them. If you can’t get me a cashier; I’m out of there!”

Woman #2: “Yeah! I won’t use them, either. They’re just trying to fire all cashiers and replace them with machines. And the ones they do have are paid $8 an hour and get no insurance. They just want to keep people on government assistance!”

(During her rant, I finish with the previous customer, and it is now her turn. She keeps ranting for another five minutes while I try to get her attention. Finally, another customer gestures to her that it’s her turn. She completely ignores me, while still ranting to the second woman about how her aunt won’t use ATMs or debit cards because they take jobs away from bank tellers, and how she just can’t believe we only have one cashier. The second woman is agreeing with her on all of her points. After she leaves, I ring up the second woman.)

Woman #2: “You should really hire more cashiers.”

Me: “Yes, that’s why we’re having a hiring fair, right inside the entrance.”

Woman #2: “Oh.”

Unfiltered Story #132321

, , , | Unfiltered | December 12, 2018

(I work in a small retail/gift shop and our phone number is one number different from the local newspaper’s phone number.)

Me: Thank you for calling (store) this is (my name) how can I help you?

Customer: Yeah I need to speak to whoever is in charge of the guy that comes to my house.

Me: I’m sorry?

Customer: I guess I need distribution. Whoever is in charge of distribution.

Me: I….we don’t handle anything like that here. I’m not really sure what you’re asking.

Customer: I’m asking why I haven’t gotten my g**d*** newspaper in the past two days?? What happened to my delivery driver? I pay for a f****** paper and he’s not doing his motherf****** job!!!

Me: I…oh! Sir, you’ve called (store).

Customer: WHAT? I called the number printed on the paper.

Me: Yeah we’re like one number off from them you probably dialed 74 instead of 77. It happens all the time.

Customer: Oh…I….I’m sorry for swearing.

Me: That’s ok. Good luck with your paper!

It’s The Perfect Crime

, , , | Right | June 4, 2018

(I work in a retirement home as the activities director. I have a resident who is very forgetful. However, she is always up for anything we do, as long as she can sit in the middle seat in the middle row of our van, because she likes to be able to see everything. This conversation takes place as we are driving down the street.)

Me: “[Resident], you would make the perfect lookout if I ever robbed a bank.”

Resident: “Oh, yeah? Why is that?”

Me: “Because you always know what’s going on around you, and then you forget it 40 minutes later!”

Resident: *laughing* “I wouldn’t tell on you, anyway!”

(Later that day, as we are pulling into the driveway:)

Me: “Now, [Resident], don’t tell anyone about that bank we robbed today!”

Resident: “We robbed a bank?!”

(This is what makes my job worthwhile!)

Unfiltered Story #104893

, , | Unfiltered | February 1, 2018

While cleaning the restaurant after we have been closed for about 40 minutes, a car pulls up to the drive thru window and starts knocking on it. One of my coworkers opens the window.

Customer: “Are you guys open?”

Coworker: “No ma’am, we closed at 10 o’clock.”

Customer: “Then why are your lights on?”

Coworker: “We are working on cleaning everything.”

Customer: “You should turn your lights off so people don’t think you’re open.” *drives off*

Coworker: “…Have a good night ma’am.”

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