Customer Has Daddy Issues On Your Behalf
(I work at a low cost retailer on the weekends to make some extra cash. The weekend before Father’s Day, my manager approaches me while I restock some shelves.)
Manager: “Can you work next weekend?”
Me: “Yes. Why?”
Manager: “Thank God! I’m having problems finding people willing to work on Father’s Day.”
(Before I can say anything, an older customer who is standing a few feet away speaks up.)
Customer: “You want to work on Father’s Day? How could you! Don’t you love your father? Don’t you want to spend time with him? What kind of daughter are you? Don’t want to see your own your father on Father’s Day?!”
Manager: *turns to Customer* “I’m sorry, ma’am—”
Customer: *turns her wrath towards the manager* “And you! How could you ask this poor young woman to work on the day made to celebrate her father?!”
(My manager looks flummoxed for a moment, so I jump in.)
Me: “Ma’am? My father has been dead for ten years, and really, he was an a**-hole when he was alive. I don’t think he really cares what I do on Father’s Day.”
(The customer stops and stares at me, her mouth agape. Then she turns and hurries away. I glance at my manager, sure I’m about to get yelled at for cursing at a customer, but am surprised to see him grinning ear to ear.)
Manager: “So… still available to work next weekend?”