Unfiltered Story #149661

, , , | Unfiltered | May 10, 2019

I dropped off some items at my dry cleaner, who regaled me with this story:

A customer had picked up her quilts, paid and drove off.

About 15 minutes later, the customer calls the dry cleaner complaining viciously that she’d seen another dry cleaner that charged LESS for quilts! The nerve! I’ve been ripped off!

So the dry cleaner offered to refund the difference, is that what you want?

NO The customer just wanted to call and complain about the theft of her money!

How much money?

Three bucks of course.

Unfiltered Story #149643

, , , | Unfiltered | May 9, 2019

It’s been about 9 months since my last day at my previous job. So it’s been a long while since I worked in a store. I just had this conversation with the cashier at Target:

Me: Hi there! How are you this evening?
Her: I’m well. How are you?
Me: Doing great! Did you find everything alright?
Her: *Confused silence* …Yes…
Me: Good!

Finding An Outlet For Their Anger

, , , , , | Right | May 7, 2019

(I met my boyfriend at the outlet store where we used to work. As I am manning the register and he is straightening a nearby display of coats when I hear this exchange.)

Customer: *shouting* “This coat is from [Major National Bulk Retailer]! Oh, my God, you stole this!”

Boyfriend: *very confused* “What?”

Customer: “This coat is [Major National Bulk Retailer] brand! I know! I shop there all the time! You stole this!”

Boyfriend: *flatly* “No, we didn’t.”

Customer: “So, that’s how you get your products?! You just sneak them off of better store’s trucks?!”

Boyfriend: “No, [Outlet Store] buys the excess stock that they can’t sell from several different retailers and resells it at a lower cost.”

Customer: “You’re lying! I know you stole this! I’m going over there and telling them right now!”

Boyfriend: “Okay. Go ahead. I don’t think you understand how outlet stores work.”

(The customer marched to my register, slammed her shopping basket onto my belt, and stormed out the front door angrily, never to be heard from again.)

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Not Very Closed Minded, Part 32

, , , , , | Right | May 3, 2019

(It’s ten minutes until our closing time at 6:00 pm. The phone rings.)

Me: “Thank you for calling [Store]. This is [My Name]; how may I help you?”

Customer: “What time do you close?”

Me: “We close at six o’ clock, in ten minutes.”

Customer: *very brightly* “Okay! I’m on my way now; I’m about twenty minutes out! Will you stay open an extra fifteen to twenty minutes for me?”

(Incredulous pause.)

Me: *trying my best to sound professional and not scoff at her* “I’m sorry, ma’am, but I can’t keep the store open past six. Our [Nearby City] location is open until eight, though.”

Customer: *deep, disapproving sigh* “Fine.” *click*

(I didn’t tell her that even if I could stay open, I wouldn’t. I was locked up and out of there at 6:05.)

Not Very Closed Minded, Part 31
Not Very Closed Minded, Part 30
Not Very Closed Minded, Part 29

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My Dog Ate Your Homework

, , , , , , , | Learning | May 3, 2019

(One morning, one of my fellow teachers comes into the office, starts rifling through her papers in her bag, and lets out a heavy sigh.)

Teacher: “I’m not sure how I’m going to explain this to my students.”

Me: “Explain what?”

Teacher: “You know that squid dissection lab?”

Me: “Not really?”

Teacher: “They dissect little market squid. I have them dissect out the squid’s ink sac and use it to sign their names.”

Me: *laughing* “That’s hilarious! Does it work?”

Teacher: “Oh, yeah! And it smells. Unfortunately. You won’t believe this, but my dog ate the labs.”

Me: “Wait, what? All of them?”

Teacher: “Yup. Or at least enough that I can’t grade them.”

(She sighs.)

Teacher: “Screw it. They’re all getting full credit.” *chuckles* “And at least they’ll get a laugh out of it!”

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