Unfiltered Story #193773

, , | Unfiltered | May 4, 2020

I’m working as the counter closer for the meat department’s full service cases. It’s nearly 11:00 p.m. & I’m finishing up mopping. Three 20-somethings are looking at ground beef in the self-service cases, & I hear one say to the other, “go ask her”.

The designated questioner approaches & asks if I have a scale. I do. I ask why. The young man hands me a wrapped (& priced) package of ground beef & asks if I can tell him how much it weighs. I look at the label & as I pass the package back, I say, “2 1/4 pounds”.

Unfiltered Story #193749

, , | Unfiltered | May 2, 2020

I’m a receptionist at an assisted living community. I deal with more than my fair share of…intelligence-challenged individuals. I’d like to say that I’ve only had a version of the following conversation once, but unfortunately it’s happened so many times I’ve lost count.

Me: [business name], this is [my name]. How can I help you?
Caller: Is this [business name]?
Me: ..Yes.
Caller: And your name is ?
Me: No, my name is [my name].
Caller: Oh, okay, [different wrong name]. My wife wants me to make sure, am I talking to [business name]?
Me: *eyetwitch* Yes, this is [business name].
Caller: *yelling back to his wife* Yes, dear, it’s [business name]. I’m talking to [yet another different wrong name].
Me: *dying inside*

Unfiltered Story #193719

, , | Unfiltered | May 1, 2020

This one is a story my grandma told me. When she was working at a now closed grocery store, she went to dine in some restaurant, she got up to use the restroom and someone stopped her and asked for some ketchup from her. She explained she didn’t work there but also added that she was headed that way and did happen to bring it back to his table for him.

Oh, Please…

, , , , | Right | April 29, 2020

This exchange happens almost every day with different customers.

Me: “Hi. May I get you started with something to drink?”

Customer: *To their toddler* “Honey, can you tell the lady what you would like to drink? “

Toddler: “Chocolate milk!”

Customer: “It’s ‘chocolate milk, please.’ Remember, we use our manners.”

Toddler: “Chocolate milk, please.”

Me: “Okay, and for you?”

Customer: “A Coke.” 

No “please,” just exactly what they’d scolded their child for. I don’t think they’re being rude; I just find the exchange to be amusing every time it happens.

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I Guess That’s Plastic?

, , , , | Right | April 28, 2020

Me: “Would you like paper or plastic bags today?”

The customer immediately slides their credit card through the machine.

Customer: “Credit.”

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