Every Waitress Is Someone’s Daughter

| Oklahoma City, OK, USA | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids, Food & Drink

(I am working as a cashier in a fast food restaurant, and a customer has been yelling at me because I won’t take his expired coupon. I’m new to the establishment and I’m on the verge of tears. Suddenly, another customer intervenes.)

Customer #2: “You heard the lady! That is not going to work, so leave her alone!”

(Customer #1 turns around as if to lash at him, realizes Customer #2 is way taller than him and scoots away without another word. Customer #2 seems angrier than one would expect.)

Me: “Thanks for that, really.”

Customer #2: “My pleasure. The thing is that my daughter’s first job was at [Similar Establishment], and she learned a lot about responsibilities and finances. Do you know what I learned?”

Me: “Uhh… what?”

Customer #2: “I learned that you haven’t felt true fury until the day your little girl comes home crying because some jerk yelled at her on her first day.”

(Customers who care are truly the best.)

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It’s Going To Be A Loooong Christmas Day

| Portland, OR, USA | Holidays

(I am working the drive-thru of a popular fast food store on Christmas day. These exchanges happen at the window.)

Customer #1: “Why are you working on Christmas?”

Me: “Because customers still want to buy food, and somebody has to be here.”

(Next Car:)

Customer #2: “Why are you open on Christmas?”

Me: “Because customers still want to buy food and [Company] wants to make money.”

(Next Car:)

Customer #3: “Why are you working on Christmas? You look like a good Christian boy, and Christians shouldn’t work on Christmas.”

Me: “I am Christian, but I don’t really celebrate Christmas. I don’t really mind working on Christmas, but you’re the third car in a row that’s asked me why.”

(Next Car:)

Customer #4: “I just want to thank you for being willing to work on Christmas. I’m just going home from my shift and I’m SO glad I don’t have to cook when I get there.”

Me: *dumbfounded*

Count One’s Chicken Sandwiches Before They Hatch

, | NJ, USA | At The Checkout, Food & Drink

(I work in a popular fast food restaurant that has a lot of different options for chicken sandwiches and wraps as well as burgers.)

Customer: “I want a crispy chicken sandwich.”

Me: “Okay, which one?”

Customer: “The crispy one.”

Me: “We have multiple chicken sandwiches; you can get any of them as crispy or grilled chicken.”

Customer: “I just want a chicken sandwich!”

Me: *deep breath* “Our chicken sandwiches are numbers eleven, twelve, and thirteen on the menu board, sir.”

Customer: “Oh… how much is it?”

Me: *sigh* “The number eleven is $4.99, the number twelve is $4.89, and the number thirteen is $4.49.”

Customer: “I’ll take the one that’s four.”

(The customer’s wife wound up taking over after that. Thank god.)

One Hot Coffee Equals Three Cold Ones

| England, UK | Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

(We are on a business trip. It has been a long drive and we stop for something to eat.)

Customer: “Can I get a coffee, please?”

Cashier: “Sure; it will be just a moment.” *to me* “How can I help you?”

Me: “Hi, three [meals], please.”

(The cashier sorts a tray out, and starts loading up the three soft drinks for my order. At this point the customer before me wanders off and comes back with a straw, picks up one of my drinks.)

Me: “Er, excuse me, what do you think you’re doing?”

Customer: “What?”

Me: “That is obviously my order; you ordered coffee.”

Customer: “Oh, I, err.”

(By this point his coffee is finished.)

Cashier: “Your drink, sir.”

Customer: “Yes, err, thanks.” *scurries off*

Cashier: *to me* “Did he not notice there were three of them?!”

Me: “How did he not notice it was ice cold?!”

Making A Senior Mistake

| Orchard Park, NY, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Money, Non-Dialogue

I worked in a Mexican restaurant. We had a senior’s discount but policy states that we have to wait for them to ask for it. We weren’t supposed to just give it to them but sometimes I would just give it to obviously elder folks.

Once, after my standard greeting, I decide I will do so for a grey-haired man. But before he even places his order, he picks up my ‘take-a-penny, leave-a-penny cup’ with one hand, pours it into his palm, and puts all the change in his pocket. He even stares me in the eye the entire time as if to challenge me to do something about it.

To which I decide that he has taken his own senior discount. Too bad, because the one I would have given him would have saved him a lot more.

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