What An Old Bag

| IL, USA | Right | August 24, 2016

(I’m working the front desk of a grocery store. The employee that is assigned to collect the shopping carts from the parking lot brings in a purse he found left behind. Most women are happy and relieved their purse is returned. The woman who owns this purse comes in a few minutes later.)

Woman: *in a rush and in a near panic* “Did someone turn in a purse? I just pulled out of the parking lot and realized it was missing and it wasn’t where I left my cart.”

Me: “Yes, ma’am, a purse was turned in. Can you describe it to me?”

(She describes the purse exactly and I go in the back, get it and give it to her.)

Woman: *relieved* “Oh, thank you so much. Did someone turn it in?”

Me: “Yes, one of the guys just turned it in a couple of minutes ago.”

Woman: “Which one?”

Me: “[Employee]. He’s bringing in a load of carts now.”

(The woman walks over to him and goes into psycho mode in an instant.)

Woman: “Did you turn in my purse?”

Employee: “Yes, I found it.”

Woman: *raising her voice* “Did you steal anything from it?”

Employee: “No! I just turned it in.”

Woman: *waving her finger in his face* “If you even peeked in here I’ll have you up on charges!”

Employee: “No! I didn’t…”

(The manager overhears this.)

Manager: “Ma’am, I was outside when I saw him find your purse. He brought it inside and immediately turned it in.”

Woman: “So you are all in on this? You all had plenty of time to go through here and steal something. If there is so much as a nickel missing from here, the next time I come in here it will be with the police!” *storms out*

Manager: “Have a nice day?”

Sale Fail

| USA | Right | August 23, 2016

(I’m a cashier at a grocery store. An angry woman rolls up with a bunch of items in her cart.)

Woman: “Thanks a lot!”

Me: “Is there a problem, miss?”

Woman: “You had so many items on sale I felt compelled to buy them! Thanks for wasting my money!”

Over My Frozen Dead Body

| Sweden | Right | August 22, 2016

(I’m working the register at a grocery store. While most other grocery stores usually have a roll of small, transparent plastic bags (sometimes referred to as freezer bags) at the end of the register, we do not. We do, however, keep some inside the store, so if a customer realizes that they need one, we usually tell them where they are and they can go back to get one. It’s not exactly a huge store, so it’s not a long walk. A middle-age woman comes to my register and I scan her groceries, including a pack of ice cream. As she’s paying:)

Customer: “Where are your freezer bags?”

Me: “Oh, I’m sorry, but we actually don’t have any here by the register.”

Customer: “WHAT? How can you be allowed to sell ice cream and not have any freezer bags?”

Me: “I’m sorry. We do have some inside the store though, by the fruits and vegetables, so if you’d like you could-”

Customer: “You’re telling me to GO BACK INSIDE?! OVER MY DEAD BODY! Aren’t you supposed to get SOME service here?!”

Me: “I’m sorry.”

(I don’t offer to get her a bag myself as I cannot leave the register unattended, and she doesn’t ask for me to get one either, so by now I’m just trying to finish the transaction as quickly as possible so I can move on to the next customer.)

Me: “Would you like your receipt?”

Customer: “Of course! I’ll need it! You always get things wrong at this place, you know!” *leaves*

Me: *internally* “Well, if that’s the case, then why are you still shopping here?”

Here We Pokémon Go Again

| GA, USA | Friendly | August 19, 2016

(My mom and I are walking and playing Pokémon Go together in the grocery store parking lot.)

Me: “Can you hold my hand so I don’t accidentally go into the road?”

Mom: “Sure.” *holds my hand*

Car: *goes past us* “HEY, DO THAT AT YOUR OWN HOME!”

Mom: “SHE’S MY DAUGHTER!”

(Turned out the people in the car thought my mom and I were lesbian lovers… My mom and I are 30 years apart.)

Ten Out Of Ten For Trying

| MD, USA | Romantic | August 17, 2016

(I am a cashier, working at a local grocery store on register four. An older man and his wife come up to the register:)

Man: “The sign is wrong; it says you’re a four but I think you’re a ten!”

Me: “…”

(His wife didn’t seem to care!)

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