Transported To The Two Towers

| Germany | Friendly | January 1, 2017

(I am at the cinema, waiting for the movie to start. In the row in front of me are two young girls.)

Girl #1: “I hope this movie is going to be better than the last one I watched. I didn’t like it at all.”

Girl #2: “Which one?”

Girl #1: “That Harry Potter movie, Harry Potter and the Two Holy Towers.”

(I have to bite my hand so I don’t laugh out loud.)

Girl #2: “The last one I watched was the one with all the cars.”

Girl #1:Transformers?”

Girl #2: “No, the other one.”

Girl #1:Transporter?”

Girl #2: “Yes, that one.”

(I really wanted them to keep talking; it was so much fun! But then the movie started. What a shame.)

New Year With A Perfect Movie Ending

| Devon, England, UK | Right | December 31, 2016

(It is New Year’s Eve, and I am working on the close. I usually do work New Year’s, though before we used to finish by about 10 pm. We have later shows on so are set to leave at about 12:15.)

Customer: *approaching me as the last film finishes and everyone is leaving* “We’ve tried to keep it as clean as possible for you, so we didn’t leave a big mess for you. Thank you so much for being here tonight. We really appreciate it. Happy New Year!”

(I didn’t mind being at work that night, but it was very touching to hear that someone appreciates us working on holidays and special occasions.)

Won’t Even Try To Un-butter You Up

| Santa Monica, CA, USA | Right | December 30, 2016

(I’m working concessions on Christmas Day and due to the release of about four new movies, we have four registers open with long lines on all of them. A woman and her daughter come up to my register.)

Me: “Hi. What can I get for you?”

Guest #1: *not looking at me and rambling rudely* “[Candy] and two water bottles.”

Me: *handing her what she ordered* “Here you go. Anything else?”

Guest #1: “No!”

Me: “Okay. So, [Candy] and two water bottles… Your total will be $12.27.”

Guest #1: *throws credit card on counter* “Here!”

Me: “Okay. Here’s your receipt. Enjoy your movie!”

(Guest #1 moves over to the side without taking her receipt and I start processing Guest #2’s order.)

Guest #2: “Hi! I’ll have a small popcorn and a sm–”

Guest #1: “Unbuttered popcorn!”

Guest #2: “–small diet [Soda].”

Me: *thinking the two guests are together and handing Guest #2 his order* “Okay. Your total is $11.23*

(I notice Guest #1 didn’t leave with the other guest and put it all together.)

Me: “Hi. Did you want a small popcorn?”

Guest #1: “ARE YOU SERIOUS?! I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR IT THIS WHOLE TIME!”

Me: “Well, I didn’t charge you for a popcorn. I can show you the receipt right here. If you want one I’m going to have to charge you for it.”

Guest #1: “THIS IS BULL-S***! I SHOULD BE GETTING THIS FOR FREE BECAUSE THIS IS YOUR FAULT! IF YOU DIDN’T HAVE SUCH A LONG LINE, I WOULD BE COMPLAINING TO YOUR MANAGER SO I GET A FREE POPCORN! THIS IS HORRIBLE CUSTOMER SERVICE! HERE!” *throwing her card at me*

Me: *bringing popcorn and swiping card dramatically* “That’ll be $6.09. Enjoy!”

Coworker: “D***… What a b****.”

What We’re Going To Do Is Not What You Were Expecting

| NY, USA | Right | December 28, 2016

(We’ve been having issues with a customer who has been bringing in gift-cards for small amounts of money — usually $5-$10 — and claiming that they were supposed to have higher amounts. We let it slide the first time since sometimes mistakes do happen. But it’s become a trend with him and we’re starting to suspect he’s been scamming us. Today is the day after Christmas and it’s the third time he’s coming in claiming that his gift-cards are missing money. He’s just ordered popcorn and drinks for himself and his young daughter.)

Me: “All right, your total is $20.”

(He hands me a gift-card. I scan it and it takes $5 off his orders.)

Me: “So, after that you’ll owe $15.”

Customer: “Then we’re going to have a problem…”

Me: “I’m sorry, why?”

Customer: “That’s a $25 gift-card. See?”

(He presents me what appears to be a printed-out piece of paper with our theater’s name and “$25 Gift Card” printed on it. The sort that come with online-ordered gift-cards.)

Me: “Hmm, let me try it again.”

(I try it twice more. Same result.)

Me: “I’m sorry, sir. The computer says there’s exactly $5 on this card.”

Customer: “Come on! You’re supposed to make the customer happy, right? Make me a happy customer! It’s only $15! And this was a Christmas gift for $25! Just give me my order for free and we’ll call it square… sound good? $15 isn’t a huge loss with the crowds you’re bringing in.”

Me: “Unfortunately sir, I cannot just give you free items. $15 may not be much, but I cannot just give out free items without authorization and have my register short by $15. Do you have any way of verifying how much was on the card? Like a receipt?”

Customer: “Nope. This is a problem, then. And how are we going to resolve it?”

(I flag down a manager who checks the card on another register. Sure enough, EXACTLY $5.)

Manager: *blunt* “There’s $5 on this card. That’s all we can give you towards your order unless you can give us some way to verify that there was supposed to be more on it.”

Customer: “My uncle gave me this gift-card for Christmas. He didn’t give me the receipt. Come on! We don’t hang onto receipts.”

Manager: “Then there’s nothing else we can do. If you can bring in proof to verify your claims, we can give you a refund in the future.”

Customer: “But there’s supposed to be $25 on it! I have a print-out!”

(I’m now 100% sure he’s trying to scam us. I’ve just noticed it was an in-store purchased gift-card. Those don’t come with print-outs like the one he’s presenting, meaning that either he or his “uncle” printed it out themselves.)

Manager: *stern* “There’s nothing more we can do. We can honor the $5 on the card at this time, but that’s it.”

Customer: *very smarmy* “You’re supposed to make the customer happy! Make me a happy customer! What can we do?”

Manager: *VERY stern* “I. Just. Told. You. What. We. Can. Do.”

Customer: “But it’s only $5 off! You don’t even offer gift cards for $5! Who buys a $5 gift-card! So you KNOW that I’m telling the truth.”

Manager: “We do indeed offer $5 gift-cards. So that tells me nothing.”

Customer: “So you’re not going to give me my $25 that I got as a Christmas present?”

Manager: “No!”

(The customer SLAMS his wallet onto the counter and thus thrusts his fist forward about six inches from my manager’s face, flipping him off. I cringe, trying to contain myself from both laughing and from telling him off.)

Manager: *shocked, but still very stern* “Sir, do NOT do that. There are FAMILIES here.”

(The customer mutters a weak apology, pays, and doesn’t say one word. In a last ditch attempt to calm him down, I humor him.)

Me: *handing him his now-empty gift-card* “If you can find a receipt, bring it in.”

Customer: *snatching it from my hand; to his daughter:* “And that’s what you call a lesson in highway-robbery! Let’s get out of here.”

(He wanders away whining and complaining.)

Me: *to a coworker who witnessed the whole thing* “Yeah, says the guy who just tried to scam me and get away with $15 in free merchandise…”

Making A Movie Scene

| Scotland, UK | Working | December 23, 2016

(My stepfather has just died, eighteen months after a stroke. It has affected the whole family, especially my 11-year-old son. We go out to the cinema ten days after this happens, as an early Christmas treat. My son has been upset in the car.)

Employee: “What’s the problem?”

Son: “My granddad died. It’s so unfair!”

Employee: “Life’s unfair. Get used to it.”

Me: *angry* “How DARE you say that to a child?”

Employee: “He’s old enough not to cry in public. Besides, life isn’t a bowl of cherries. Time he stopped being a child.”

(My son is weeping by this point, not caring about making a scene. The manager comes up.)

Manager: “Is there a problem, sir?”

(I explain.)

Manager: “Well, was he in a nursing home?”

Me: “Yes, but I don’t see what that has—”

Manager: “Best that he died, really. Do you know how expensive it is keeping an old person alive in this economy? He won’t be a drain on resources.”

(Hands me my tickets.)

Me: “Are you so thick that you really think we’ll stay after what you both said? Give me my £12 back or I’m getting the police because I’m definitely not coming back.”

Manager: “No. You already paid. There’s nothing wrong with this cinema so there’s no need to refund you. See the movie or get out.”

(I only go in because my son has wanted to see this movie for a long time. He kept crying loudly throughout, so we were told 30 mins in that we had to leave because we were causing a scene. They refused to refund my money or the cinema card I purchased sometime prior. On top of all this, my son had to go there again two days before Christmas because his friend’s mother invited him for his friend’s birthday. We have not been back.)

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