It’s Less… Slappy, In The Philippines!
I have been working in the same grocery store for almost ten years. While I enjoy my coworkers and the stable paycheck, the job and the customers have been wearing me down so I have been saving up for a couple of years to take a break and backpack around Asia for a few months. My bosses all know this and know I will one day be giving my two-week notice.
I am checking out an older lady.
Customer: “No, no, no! That item is on sale!”
Me: “The sale on this ice cream is only for the cookie dough and brownie flavors. This flavor isn’t on sale!”
Customer: “That’s not what the label said!”
Me: “Sorry, ma’am, but I personally stocked the ice cream myself this morning. I know that’s what the label says.”
Customer: “You’re just trying to f*** me over! Get me your manager!”
Me: “Ma’am, I can call them over but the label will still stay the same.”
Customer: “I am going to make a scene unless your manager gives me my discount on this ice cream right now!”
Me: “…no.”
Customer: “What did you say to me?!”
Me: “I said no. No, I will not be rewarding your tantrum. You do not get to stomp your feet and get your own way because someone is finally saying no to you. What stage of entitlement do you have to reach to behave this way over ice cream? It’s pathetic.”
Customer: “You call your manager over this instant! You’re getting fired!”
Me: “Customer service desk is near the exit. Please pay for your items or leave.”
Suddenly, in a fit of rage, this customer actually slaps my face! It’s not enough to cause injury but there is a nasty sting to it, and it’s loud enough for everyone nearby to stop and stare.
My manager comes racing over while I am sitting there in shock and the customer is beginning to realize they might have effed up.
Manager: “What’s going on?”
Customer: “Your employee is not respecting your customers!”
Manager: “And so you slapped him? I don’t care what he said, that is assault, and we will be calling the police.”
Customer: “But… they disrespected me! Fire them this instant!”
Me: “No need… I quit.”
Both the manager and the customer stare at me.
Me: “I shouldn’t be at risk of assault simply for standing my ground and abiding the rules. This foul excuse for a human being should be banned and forced to reckon with their behavior. As for me, I am out of here. I’ll be relaxing on a beach in The Philippines if you need me.”
I left right there and then. I went back in the next day to hand in my uniform and provide a statement to the police. My boss was very understanding and allowed me to take my accumulated leave to cover my two-week notice period.
I’m now a few weeks into traveling around The Philippines and am yet to encounter a single awful customer. I know this trip has to end sometime, but knowing that customer got a criminal record helps more than I can say!