(I’ve finished ringing up a customer with a cart full of booze and cigarettes.)

Me: “Your total today is $498.34.”

(The customer pulls out a check that has been taped together, having obviously been ripped in half at some point. It even has VOID written on it. He proceeds to scratch out the information on the check and write in our store name and the amount).

Me: “You know I can’t take that check, right?”

Customer: “This is my check, and you take checks for payment. You are going to take this d*** check!”

(The customer gives me the check.)

Me: “I can’t approve this. Let me get my manager.”

(I go and get my manager.)

Manager: “Can I see your driver’s license, please?”

Customer: “Whatever. Here.”

Manager: “I need to make a copy of this, just a minute.”

(The name on the check and the driver’s license don’t match, so the manager returns with security.)

Manager: “If you would come with me to our office, the police will be here soon.”

Customer: “It’s my d*** check! I found it in the trash!”

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(I work customer service for a grocery store chain. One day, I’m bagging groceries for a customer when his chicken rings up for $4.99/pound.)

Customer: “I don’t think that price is right. The chicken is supposed to be half off this week.”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, let me go check…”

(I head back to the meat department and see that he is right. Our store policy is that if an item rings up higher than its advertised price, it’s free. I go back to the cashier and tell him to void it.)

Me: “Congratulations, sir. You just got some free chicken.”

Customer: “What? Why?”

Me: “Because the item rang up the wrong price, and it’s our policy to give it to you for free.”

Customer: “But doesn’t that affect your inventory? How do you keep track of that?”

Me: “We don’t. Our main concern is that the customer is treated fairly.”

Customer: “But that must cause some kind of problem!”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, but this is the way we’ve done it for years.”

Customer: “That’s the problem with Americans these days! If it doesn’t affect me, why should I bother?! That’s all they care about!” *pays for the rest of his groceries and leaves in a huff*

(I’m checking out a grocery store customer. Everything seems normal until she heads to the bagging area.)

Me: “Ma’am, I’m sorry. I don’t have a bagger right now.”

Customer: “Oh, that’s fine, I can bag!” *pause* “Would you like paper or plastic, ma’am?” *pause* “I’d like paper, please, thank you.”

(I glance over at the woman from the corner of my eyes.)

Customer: “I love your shirt!” *pause* “Thank you!”

(I continue checking out the lady’s order.)

Customer: “Oh, miss, you’re going too fast. Please slow down!”

(I turn off my conveyor belt and continue to ring up her items.)

Customer: “No, stop going so fast!”

(I slow down for the last four items and then give her the total. The customer comes to the credit card machine to pay.)

Customer: “Thank you, you’re such a wonderful cashier! We’ll have to remember to come through your line next time!”

(At the natural foods store where I work, we cater to a lot of people with food allergies. I overhear this conversation between two customers:)

Customer #1: “I have a mild case of celiac disease. It’s always so tempting to just eat a little bit of bread or cookies, but I regret it so much later!”

Customer #2: “Oh, yeah, I know what you mean. I love onions, but I’m terribly sensitive to them. They make me suicidal!”

Customer #1: *laughs* “I’m sure they’re not that bad!”

Customer #2: “Very much so! I can tell when I accidentally eat some because my thoughts turn dark. I hallucinated the bacon had a gun and wanted revenge!”

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(I’m a cashier at the local grocery store. One evening, a customer comes up to my till.)

Me: “Did you find everything okay today, sir?”

Customer: “Yes, thank you, I did.”

(I start scanning his items. Out of nowhere, he grabs the hand-held scanner and points it at his forehead. Naturally, nothing comes up.)

Customer: “Just as I thought. I’m priceless!”

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