Red Apple Alert

| The Netherlands | Right | September 29, 2016

(It’s very busy in the store so all staff is manning the tills to keep the lines as short as possible. An elderly lady comes through my lane with a few fruits and vegetables.)

Customer: “Hey, I just wanted to tell you that your ‘red apples’ are Gala apples! They’re not red apples!”

Me: “Ma’am, we sell different species of red apples based on the season. Currently, that’s Gala apples. A few weeks ago we had Elstar.”

Customer: “No, Gala apples are not red! They look red, but they’re not red apples. I looked all over the store to find someone and tell them, but I didn’t see anyone.”

Me: “I apologise, ma’am. It’s rather busy right now so all staff is manning the tills. We do not sell a specific red apple, just the type currently in season.”

Customer: “But it’s not red!”

Me: “Yes, it is. See, it’s red.”

Customer: “Yes, yes, it looks red, but it’s not… red.”

Me: “We do sell other red apples in bags.”

Customer: “I don’t want a bag, I just wanted a few! And Gala apples are too sweet for me; I don’t like them. Why don’t you have red apples?”

Me: *gives up* “We also sell Granny Smiths.” *green, rather sour apples* “Those might be more to your liking.”

Customer: “Hmph, I might try those then. But you should still have red apples.”

Drinking Until You See Red

| WA, USA | Working | September 29, 2016

(I need a red wine for cooking. I choose to buy one of the cheaper cartons which come in an array of colors, but I know nothing about wine and can’t see through the cardboard to tell which are red. I grab a purple carton and flag down an employee.)

Me: “Excuse me; do you know if this is red?”

Employee: *looking at me for a second* “No, that one’s purple. The red cartons are over here.”

Me: “Oh! Um, I meant the actual wine. You know, red or white.”

Employee: “Sorry, I don’t know!” *she walks away without getting anyone to help me*

(In retrospect, she probably thought I was color blind and couldn’t tell the difference between red and purple!)

Her Excuse Is Not So Fresh

| IN, USA | Right | September 27, 2016

(I am scanning a lady’s groceries at the checkout. She has several containers of a brand of guacamole that is packaged without a re-sealable top.)

Lady: “I love this guacamole you carry! Too bad it spoils so fast.”

Me: “Well, they are freshly made, so it’s important to keep them chilled.”

Lady: “I mean, they go bad in a matter of hours! I should really be able to return them!”

Me: “Pardon?”

Lady: “I have to buy a lot so I always have some! I mean really, why do they come in such large packages if it spoils so quickly?”

Me: “Well, it will go brown on the top if the lid is off for a matter of time, but that’s just an oxidization reaction, like in apples, so it’s still fresh.”

Lady: “I should get a refund every time this guacamole spoils!”

Me: “Guacamole does not go bad that quickly. It’s still perfectly edible even if there’s slight discoloration.”

Lady: *taking receipt and her several tubs of guacamole* No! It spoils! I’ll get my money back one of these days!”

Coworker: *once she has left the building* “The only thing spoiled here is her.”

Putting It Bluntly

| VA, USA | Working | September 27, 2016

Man Checking Out: “Sir, do you have [type of cheap cigar product]?”

Cashier: “I’m not sure. Let me check.” *yells out to middle-aged manager across the aisle to see if they carry that product*

Manager: “No, but we have blunts… Oh, I mean, we have cigarillos!”

Cashier: *trying to keep a straight face as the man is asking for a different product*

Me: *trying so hard not to burst out laughing*

Has Beef With Your Explanation

| Dallas, TX, USA | Right | September 26, 2016

(I work in a “healthy” grocery store chain. Walking to the front to start my cashier shift, a customer stops me and asks for help. This customer is about 50-55 and female.)

Customer: “Can you please tell me where the lamb chops are?”

Me: “Sure.”

(Since we are right by the meat section I show her where they are.)

Customer: “Oh, excellent. Can you tell me, are these lamb chops pork or beef?”

Me: “What?”

Customer: “Are these pork lamb chops or beef lamb chops?”

(Before I can respond, I have to think about her question for a moment.)

Me: “Are you asking if they are beef chops or pork chops? Those are lamb chops.”

Customer: *now getting irritated* “No, I KNOW they are lamb chops. Are they beef lamb chops or pork lamb chops?!”

Me: “Ma’am, lamb chops come from lamb, pork from pigs, and beef from cows.”

Customer: “Yes! So are these beef lamb chops or pork lamb chops?!”

Me: “Ma’am… lamb chops come from little baby sheep, baa baa.” *yes, I make the sounds* “Beef comes from cows, mooo! Pork comes from pigs, oink!

Customer: “No need to be so rude!”

(About 30 minutes later, my manager asks me into his office with a bemused look on his face. He asks about the conversation with the customer, who of course didn’t tell him anything but my last sentence.)

Boss: “So, what happened?”

Me: “Well, I could tell you the conversation in its entirety or I could ask you one question.”

Boss: “Okay, what is the question?”

Me: *deadpan* “Those lamb chops we have in the meat section, are they beef lamb chops or pork lamb chops?”

(Pause.)

Boss: “Thank you for not making me talk to her.”

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