Got To Give Him Credit For Trying, Part 2

| Montgomery, AL, USA | At The Checkout, Extra Stupid, Money

(The credit card machines are down at the fast food place I work for. I am taking orders on the headset.)

Me: “Thank you for stopping at [Fast Food]. Our credit card machines are currently down so we are only accepting cash right now.”

Customer: “Oh, that’s fine. I don’t have a credit card. I have a debit card.”

Me: *trying to hold back laughter* “I’m sorry; ma’am, but we can’t accept a debit card either.”

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To Put It Plainly

, | IN, USA | Food & Drink, Language & Words

(I am ordering a cheeseburger combo meal at a fast food place.)

Cashier: “And what do you want on it?”

Me: “Uh, everything except the tomatoes, onion… Wait, let me rephrase that. Just the cheese and meat.”

Cashier: “So… plain?”

Me: *embarrassed* “Yeah, I guess that would’ve been easier to say!”

(Thanks for putting up with me, fast food worker!)

Screaming Until They’re Blue In The Face

, | AB, Canada | Crazy Requests, Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

(It’s about 6:45 on a slow-ish night working in fast food. We’re selling a popular promotional burger which includes blue cheese. Suddenly, I see a red faced customer storming towards the door, obviously furious. As store policy, I find the nearest supervisor to deal with an obviously irate customer. I hide in the mug room to watch.)

Supervisor: “Hi. Welcome to…”

Customer: “ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?”

Supervisor: “No ma’am. What seems to be—”

Customer: *pulls half eaten blue cheese burger out of bag* “HOW DARE YOU FEED YOUR CUSTOMERS THIS! THIS BLUE CHEESE IS EXPIRED AND MOLDY!”

(At this point I can hear laughter from the kitchen, who can hear every word.)

Supervisor: “Ma’am, this is a blue cheese burger. Perhaps you were given it by mist—”

Customer: “I KNOW WHAT A D*** BLUE CHEESE BURGER IS!”

Supervisor: “Then you understand that it is an aged cheese, where this ‘mold’ is normal. I will happily return your money to you if you wish, however.”

Customer: “HOW DARE YOU LIE TO ME! I’VE EATEN BLUE CHEESE ALL MY LIFE AND I HAVE NEVER ENCOUNTERED MOLD!”

(My supervisor, obviously getting annoyed, gives the customer her refund.)

Supervisor: “Here is your refund. However, if you can find me blue cheese in the local supermarket that doesn’t have or taste ‘moldy,’ I will gladly give you every cent I have in this cash register.”

(I see the customer’s eyes gleam right before she storms out. She never does come back. )

Supervisor: *to me* “Go write ‘customer found mold in their blue cheese’ in the complaint book.”