The Hole In His Logic

| | Right | July 13, 2009

Customer: “I’m looking for your nuts.”

Me: “Those are on aisle four sir.”

Customer: “I’ve already looked and I can’t find them. I’m looking for my favorites.”

Me: “All the types of nut we have in stock are in aisle four, if you can’t find them then we don’t stock them. Do you want me to have a look for you?”

Customer: “No no, I’ll go look again.”

(Five minutes later, he returns.)

Customer: “I still can’t find my favorite nuts!”

Me: “Then I am afraid we must not stock them.”

Customer: “But my wife gets them for me from here every week!”

Me: “What type of nuts does she buy you?”

Customer: “Donuts…”

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In Search Of Mrs. Ripley’s Believe-It-Or-Not

| | Right | July 3, 2009

Me: “Hello, how are you doing tonight?”

(The customer says nothing for a few moments while blatantly staring at me.)

Customer: “…you have two air holes.”

Me: “…excuse me?”

Customer: “You only have two air holes!”

Me: “Well, yes. Two NOSTRILS, you mean.”

Customer: *continues to stare intently at me*

Me: “…”

Customer: “You should have three. I have been looking all my life for someone with three nostrils, but I still haven’t found her!”

Me: “Oh…really.”

Customer: “Yeah! I’ve traveled the world, but no luck.”

Me: *accepts his money and bags the item* “Well, you have fun with that!”

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Have Barcode, Will Scan

| | Right | June 29, 2009

(I am helping my friend out at the grocery store she works at, with the manager’s permission. She’s stuck a barcode from an orange on my t-shirt, and it’s refusing to come off.)

Customer: *places three individual grapes on the conveyor belt*

Employee friend: “Sir, where are your groceries?”

Customer: “These are my groceries.”

Me: “Sir, you’ve only got three grapes.”

Customer: “Yes, those are my groceries.”

Employee friend: “Will that be all, sir?”

Customer: “No, how much is she?” *points to me*

Me: “Come again?”

Employee friend: “Sir, I’m not sure what you mean.”

Customer: “Your friend, the one not wearing the uniform. How much does she cost?”

Me: “Sir, I’m not for sale.”

Customer: “Well, do you work here?”

Me: “Well, no, not technically.”

Customer: “Are you shopping here?”

Me: “Um, no. But–”

Customer: “Well, then, why are you here?”

Me: “I’m helping my friends out.”

Customer: “But you have a barcode sticker on you.”

Me: “Well, yes, sir. That was a joke.”

Customer: “Well, that’s false advertisement.”

Employee friend: “I’m pretty sure that isn’t-”

Customer: “I’m going to need to speak with your manager!”

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Lacking The Most Important Sense Of All: Common

| | Right | June 26, 2009

(At my store, we have several baggers that are deaf. On this day, one of them was bagging for me and I was running a register.)

Customer: *to bagger* “Excuse me, where is the mens’ room?”

Bagger: *motions that he is deaf and cannot hear him*

Customer: “I SAID where is the mens’ room?!”

Bagger: *points to the sign on his nametag stating he is deaf*

Customer: “Aren’t you going to tell me where the mens’ room is?!”

Me: “Sir, he can’t hear you; he’s deaf.”

Customer: “Why is he so f***ing rude? I asked him a question; he could just TELL me he’s deaf.”

Me: “Sir, the mens’ room is over there.” *points*

Customer: *to bagger* “You should’ve told me you’re deaf. It’s rude to not answer people like that.”

Me: *signs to bagger to tell him what the customer said*

Bagger: *signs back, “What an idiot!”*

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Always Right, Even When Devouring Your Mortal Soul

| | Right | June 26, 2009

(A teenage customer comes up to my checkout with a bag of chips.)

Customer: “This job must suck, am I right?”

Me: “It’s ok. It’s not horrible. I get paid to tell people how much to pay and sit around most the time. It’s pretty slow this time of day.”

Customer: “You should get out of here and go to college! Get an education!”

Me: “Sir, I’m already in college. This job and one other is paying for me to go to college, as well as my rent.”

Customer: “Hey! The customer is always right! You can’t correct me! And if I didn’t eat junk food, then I would eat your soul! How much for this?”

Me: “$1.08, sir.”

Customer: *pays and leaves*

Coworker, to me: “Did he just say he was going to eat your soul?”

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