(I worked at a sandwich place. The order area had a counter. A man walks in carrying his year-old-child, and sets the child on the counter.)
Man: “Do you guys take trades?”
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CONTENT WARNING: Death
Customer: “My mother is dying at [Hospital]. She is prearranged through you.”
Me: “I see her file right here, sir.”
(I talk about our funeral home’s services.)
Customer: “Now, could you go ahead and run her obituary tomorrow?”
Me: *confused* “I thought she hadn’t passed away yet.”
Customer: “She hasn’t, but I would like to go ahead and run the obituary.”
Me: “Sir, I’m afraid we can’t do that. We need to wait until she actually dies.”
Customer: *unhappy* “Well, if you say so.”
(The woman did not die for another eight days.)
(I’m working at a well-known Scandinavian furniture store. Our children’s supervised play area only allows ages 3 to 6. Parents need to fill in a form with the names of the children and the address…)
Customer: *writes down age 7*
Me: “Ma’am, I’m sorry, but only children from 3 until 6 are allowed to play in here.”
Customer: *makes a 6 out of the 7 and looks at me with a big smile*
Me: “…”
Me: “Ma’am, you’re not allowed to have non-service dogs in the store unless you’re holding them.”
Woman: “Oh, I know.”
Me: “Well… I am going to have to ask you to keep the dog in your arms while you’re shopping.”
Woman: “That’s fine. I just had to readjust my thong.”
Woman’s Young Daughter: “MOM!”
Woman: “What? I wanted him to know.”
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(The zoo sells these SpongeBob ice creams with gumball eyes. I overhear this mother telling her young son eating one outside one of the restaurants…)
Mom: “Oh look, honey, when you licked his balls you got stuff all over your face!”
