Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 2

, , , | Right | October 10, 2019

(I am female and I work at a major home improvement store in the paint department. My manager is mixing paint for a male guest as a lady approaches the desk.)

Customer: *carrying two adhesives* “So, I need an adhesive that will work for [project].” *holds out items to me while looking at male guest* “Are these what I want?”

Me: “Yes, that will work perfectly for [project].”

Customer: *doesn’t respond but continues to stare at male guest*

Male Guest: *looks at me then back at the lady, then nods his head uncomfortably in agreement with me*

Customer: *returns attention to me* “Thanks, I guess.” *walks away*

Manager: “Did she really just ask the male guest whether or not [adhesive] will work instead of asking you?”

Me: “Yep! Welcome to being a young female in home improvement!”

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Unfiltered Story #168450

, , | Unfiltered | September 29, 2019

I was working the service desk at a big box store. Dr Pepper vs Coke is the real “cola war” here in Texas.
Customer: (rummaging through a very clearly Coke marketed machine) Do you guys have any Dr Pepper in here?
Me: Oh man, I wish! That’d be awesome!(while drinking from the Dr Pepper that I got from the employee vending machine in the break room. He didn’t notice me and walked off dejectedly)

Unfiltered Story #161860

, , | Unfiltered | August 30, 2019

I work at a fairly large home improvement store, thus I get a large amount of stupid questions and such.

Me: Ok ma’am, would you like me to put these plants in a box for you?
Customer #1: Oh, do you have one?
Me: *facepalm*

Customer #2: *looks at the cash back option on the pin pad, which only goes up to $50* Can I get $60?
Me: *faceplam*

Customer #3: (after I informed them that we would have to unload his items from his truck before issuing him a refund) Why can’t I get a refund for something that’s still in my truck? That’s a book or college-learned philosophy that don’t make no sense.
Me: *silent staring, and then facepalm*

Unfiltered Story #160936

, , | Unfiltered | August 27, 2019

A customer approaches me.
Customer: “Excuse me. Where do you rent wood?”

This Should Be Cimple

, , , , | Right | August 19, 2019

(An older, Asian-American woman approaches me. She speaks with a thick accent.)

Customer: “Excuse me. Could you help me?”

Me: “Of course. What are you looking for?”

Customer: “Cimin.”

Me: “Sorry, what?”

Customer: “Cimin?”

Me: “Cinnamon?”

Customer: “Yes…”

Me: “Okay, we have a small grocery area, so we could go check…Let me show you.”

(I lead her there.)

Customer: *looks bewildered at the spices* “No… Cimin!” *gestures to floor*

Me: “Oh, do you mean cement?”

Customer: *smiling* “Yes!”

Me: “That will be right over here! I’m sorry for the misunderstanding!”

(I then showed her what we had and helped her find the right crack filler, which was what she was looking for.)

Customer: “Oh, thank you! You’re so helpful!… I’m so glad God made you!”

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