Not Quite Married To That Sale

| VA, USA | Romantic | January 12, 2017

(I am on my way home after work and stop to get gas. I am tired, and just ready to get home. There is a stand set up across the parking lot on the other side of the station but I don’t pay too much attention to it. The stand is being run by two guys, an older guy and one rather young. I am female. I absently see them smile and laugh to each other before the younger of the two jogs all the way over to my car, past multiple cars pulled up to get gas just like I am. He can’t be more than 16, and while I have a baby face, I am 25.)

Guy: “Howdy, how are you doing today?”

Me: *trying to not look as tired as I feel* “Hello. I’m making it through, thanks for asking.”

Guy: “I just wanted to show you this product here.” *he holds up a rag and a can of something* “Have you heard of [Rain Product for cars]?”

Me: “Yes, of course. It’s a neat product.”

Guy: *gives me a wide grin* “Well, this stuff is even better than that! I’m sure a beautiful girl like you hates to have to wash the windows, so here, let me show you.”

(He sprays my whole windshield before I can say anything. Knowing where this is going I start to play with my wedding ring in full view, just so there are no misunderstandings. He doesn’t even glance at my finger and keeps wiping down my windows while making remarks about how pretty and beautiful I am. He finally finishes, and my car is full so I am ready to go.)

Guy: “So how about it? It’s only [price] for two cans and they last a good long time. If you want, you can come on over to the table and get some, and maybe leave your number, too.” *He wiggles his eyebrows at me. I am trying to hold my laughter.*

Me: “Well, that does look like a nice product. Let me go home and discuss it with my husband and I may come back.”

(His face fell, and he quickly walked away, not bothering to demo his product for anyone else. When he reached the table I saw the older man throw his head back in laughter and hit him on the back. I almost felt bad for the kid.)

No ID, No Idea, Part 27

| Tacoma, WA, USA | Right | December 20, 2016

(A customer who looks to be about 15 at the most approaches the counter.)

Customer: “Two packs 100s!”

Me: “Can I see your ID?”

Customer: “I left my wallet at home, and before you say anything, I got my mom’s phone number so you can call her to confirm my age, and I’m good friends with the guy who runs this joint so don’t give me any s*** about how you can’t give me my smokes!”

Me: “May I ask a different question, then?”

Customer: “Only if you’re quick about it.”

Me: “If you don’t have your wallet, how were you planning to pay for your purchases?”

(All cockiness promptly drains from the customer’s face.)

Customer: “F***********k!”

(Stormed out.)

Related:
No ID, No Idea, Part 26
No ID, No Idea, Part 25
No ID, No Idea, Part 24

The Gift Of Trust

| IN, USA | Working | December 19, 2016

(I have to leave very early the next morning for a long trip so I decide to go get gas the night before because my car is almost empty. I don’t have any cash on me and plan on using a gift card. When I pull up to the pump the machine is not accepting my rewards card so I go in and wait in the long line of customers to pay inside.)

Me: “Hi, I wanted to put $10 on pump 3 but the machine didn’t accept my rewards card so I figured I’d do it inside.”

Employee: “I’m sorry, but some of our machines are down so we can only accept cash or credit. Rewards cards and debit are not currently working.”

Me: “Oh, well, that explains that. I wanted to pay with a gift card so I’ll just do that here.”

Employee: “No problem and thanks for understanding. For the inconvenience we can give you a dollar’s worth of free gas.”

(As he says this he tries to run my gift card only for it to not go through.)

Employee: “This is the first gift card I’ve seen since our system went down and it appears that they are not working either. Just give me a moment.”

(He then steps off to apparently ask a manager what to do.)

Employee: “Do you have any other form of payment or is there anyway you could come back tomorrow?”

Me: “No. I only have debit and you said that wasn’t working. Also, I really need this gas tonight as the warning light has come on in my car.”

Employee: “Here is what my boss told me. I will pump your gas for you and we will hold onto the gift card and ring it through in the morning. That way you can still get your gas.”

(He then proceeded to follow me out to my car and fill it up with the right amount of gas. When he was done he told me I was good to go and not to worry about it because they would ring it up the next day. I was so appreciative of the employee’s help. He could have just told me to leave, but instead went above and beyond to help me out. Also, I called back the next day to thank him and the store and make sure everything went over well when the systems came on line. They did and I was grateful for the station’s help.)

Needs To Change Their Attitude To Change

| NY, USA | Right | December 15, 2016

Me: *finishing the transaction* “And your total is $13.52 today.”

Customer: *hands me a $10 bill and $3.50 in quarters* “Close enough. Have a nice night!” *leaves*

Me: *fishes $0.02 out of my pocket* “You, too?”

A Hundred And One Reasons To Get Away

| NC, USA | Friendly | December 7, 2016

(My gas tank is nearly empty, so I’ve stopped to refill at the gas station near my house. I’m a 20-year-old woman, dressed for the sweltering Carolina summer. As I start pumping gas, a man about my age wanders over to me; he’s wearing a dirty tank top tucked into hiked-up boxers, unevenly sagging gym shorts, and looks about a foot taller than me. Alarm bells started going in my head as soon as I notice him meandering in my general direction.)

Man: “Hey, uh, you got change for a hundred?”

Me: “No, sorry.”

Man: “You sure?”

Me: “Yeah, no change. Sorry.”

(He turns and heads toward the cars parked at the convenience store. He gets halfway across the parking lot from me before suddenly turning around to yell at me.)

Man: “HEY, YOU GOT A BOYFRIEND?”

Me: *turns off the gas pump and replaces the nozzle*

Man: “I SAID, DO YOU GOT YOU A BOYFRIEND?”

(I got in my car and drove off with my tank a quarter full, away from home at first and then the back way through the neighborhood. It was a month before I went back to that gas station again, but I haven’t seen that guy since. It’s been a couple of years but I still get that sharp twinge of anxiety in my guts at every gas station.)

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