Salsa Burn Return

| OH, USA | Working | October 3, 2015

(My coworker handles defective merchandise claims in the back of our store. I am walking past her area and see a cart with a box for a rocking chair and ottoman (unassembled) that is quite heavy.)

Me: “Hey, [Coworker], do you need help lifting that box out of the cart? I can get one of the un-loaders and we can get it for you.”

Coworker: “Oh, no, I can get it. It’s actually not that heavy.”

Me: “Really? I helped someone put one of these on a flat cart the other day and it was really heavy.”

Coworker: *walks to the cart and picks up the box with one hand* “See! It’s like it’s … Oh, no!”

(We put the box on the ground and cut the tape sealing the top of the box to open it, finding that the box was empty except for a trash bag full of smashed salsa bottles.)

Coworker: “I thought I smelled salsa. This is ridiculous.”

Me: *looking at the front of the box where the slip from the Customer Service Desk was taped on* “I’m calling the front.”

Front Desk Worker: “This is [Front Desk Worker]. How can I help?”

Me: “Hey, it’s [My Name] and [Coworker] back in claims. Did you guys just return a rocking chair and ottoman?”

Front Desk Worker: “Yes, I did. They said it was broken.”

Me: “Did you look at it or take it out of the cart to make sure the chair was actually there?”

Front Desk Worker: “No. I couldn’t lift the box if I tried. You know how heavy they are.”

Me: “Well, you wouldn’t have had a problem lifting this one…”

A-Salt-ed By Stupidity, Part 2

, | Los Angeles, CA, USA | Right | October 3, 2015

(I work for an online gourmet food shop. They sell all kinds of neat things, ranging from gourmet sea salts to flavored sugar and spice blends. I was working the phones when I got this beauty of a call.)

Me: “Thank you for calling [Company]. How may I help you?”

Customer: “Do your natural sea salts have any sodium in them? I need sodium-free natural sea salts.”

(Now I know they make fake ‘sea salt’ in labs for people who shouldn’t have too much salt, but these are NATURAL sea salts. CLEARLY LABELED.)

Me: “I’m afraid they do, ma’am.”

Customer: “Every last one of them? I need to find natural sea salt that doesn’t have any sodium in them!”

Me: “I’m… very sorry, ma’am. All of our NATURAL sea salts do have sodium in them.”

Customer: “Ain’t that some bull****. F*** this place.” *click*

Won’t Get Her Pie In The Sky

| WA, Australia | Right | October 3, 2015

(I work in an Australian department store which has a food hall. An elderly customer approaches our bakery which sells fresh cakes and pies.)

Customer: “Hello, dearie, I’d like a steak and kidney pie.”

Me: “Unfortunately, we don’t sell steak and kidney pies, but we do have a selection of others.”

(I proceed to read the selection to the customer.)

Customer: “I’ll have the beef and mushroom pie, then.”

Me: “Sure thing.”

Customer: “Can you pack it well? I want to take it on the plane.”

Me: “The plane?”

Customer: “Yes, I’m flying back to London today.”

Me: “You want to take a fresh pie with meat products in it on an international flight back to England?”

Customer: “Yes, of course.”

Me: “You can’t take food that isn’t sealed out of the country and into another one.”

Customer: “Of course I can. Just sell me the pie”

(I sold the customer the pie and I still wonder how far she made it before customs stopped her.)

Should Be Gifted With Foresight

| Spokane, WA, USA | Right | October 1, 2015

(I am running cash registers, and an elderly woman comes up with a $50 gift card and items. The woman is pretty chatty.)

Woman: “And my son gifted me this for my birthday. It’s really sweet of him. I’m glad he’s turning things around; he used to get into such trouble.

(I run the gift card, see that it isn’t registering, and try a few more times. I get a manager down to see if they can help. The woman was being quite patient about it. The manager can’t get it to work.)

Manager: “Uh. Where did you get this card?”

Woman: “Oh, my son gifted it to me, why?”

Manager: *hesitates* “I hate to tell you… but the card was never activated.”

(Which can mean the cashier forgot to scan it when it was bought, or more likely, that it was taken right off the rack and out of the store.)

Woman: “Son of a b****! I can’t believe it!”

Manager: “I apologi—”

Woman: “No, I’m not mad at you. I’m mad at my son for gifting me a stolen gift card! When I get home, I will give him a piece of my mind!” *to me* “I’m sorry to ask you to cancel the orders; I don’t have the money to spare right now.”

(She left the store right after. I could only speculate how the call went down!)

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There Snow Reason To Stay

| Gatlinburg, TN, USA | Right | October 1, 2015

(I work in a retail store in the tourist town of Gatlinburg. My coworker and I both live up on the mountain and this winter has been extremely eventful with snow. Several times we have been snowed in. This night, the forecast is wrong and towards the end of the shift it starts to snow heavily. I get my boss’s permission to close early but can’t do so until the last two customers leave. My coworker and I decide to start going through the process of closing hoping they get the hint. Sure enough:)

Man: “Hey, are you closing?”

Me: “Yes, we need to get home because it is snowing.”

Woman: “Really? But it is so pretty out!”

Me: “Yes, but we both live up on the mountain. The roads can get covered in snow fast and since they are so steep, it can be impossible to get home if we don’t leave soon.”

Man: “Oh, man, that sounds bad.”

(The customer’s proceeded to go around the store, looking at everything and asking us questions, ensuring us that they would be leaving “soon.” Twenty minutes late they FINALLY left. It took us another twenty minutes for us to close up. By the time we got out, the roads were covered in snow. I barely made it home, sliding at one point. My coworker was not so lucky; she had to turn around and spend the night in a hotel. I wish we could track those customers down and make them pay. Hope they enjoyed the “pretty night.”)

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