If The Shirt Fits…

, , , , , , | Right | October 4, 2017

(Our restaurant is open late to accommodate the late-night, usually drunk, crowd of college students. This particular night is exceptionally busy due to a now-traditional party weekend created by students a few years ago. As I am wrapping sandwiches, an obviously drunk customer is looking at t-shirts we have on display on our counter.)

Customer: “Hey, how much are your shirts?” *picks one up to look at it*

Me: “They’re [price], but you’ll have to go back to the register to pay for it.”

Customer: “Oh, okay.”

(He continues to hold the shirt while I go back to wrapping sandwiches. Out of the corner of my eye, I see him slowly lower the shirt below the counter and start fumbling with his shirt, trying to stuff our t-shirt into his pants to steal it.)

Me: “So… are you going to pay for that, or just try to steal it while I’m obviously watching you?”

Customer: “Oh. I, uh… I was, uh… I mean…” *puts the shirt back on the counter*

Me: *removing the shirts from the counter* “Right then. I’ll just move these out of your way.”

(The customer was fine after that, and since he didn’t technically steal anything, and since we were super busy, I decided trying to kick him out wasn’t worth it. The rest of the employees and I just laughed at him for being a poor thief.)

Unfiltered Story #89000

, , , | Unfiltered | June 2, 2017

I worked in a large retail store that also had a busy auto section selling auto parts aling with service for tires, oil changes, etc. Due yo an unusual set of circumstances, I was the only person in the entire department which was against policy because I would have to cover the register as well as service cars. Also, because if safety reasons, I can not go into the pit to drain oil wihout another worker in the bay. I am explaining this to two different angry and impatient customers while ringing out a third. Another asks me to show him where something is while a an older gentleman waits patiently. I finally get to the gentleman and apologize for the wait.

Customer: That’s okay. You are busy. How long until a technician can look at my tire?

Me: I am a technician. (Keep in mind I am in a technician uniform and covered in grease) I can look at it right now.

Me: (a few mintues later). I found the screw in your tire. Unfortunetly, it is too close to your sidewall. A patch will not hold. You need a new tire. We do installations for free.

Customer: (looks at me suspiciously because I am female). So what can you recommend for a (truck)?

I show him several tires that would fit and discuss the pros and cons of each. During this, I excused myself to ring out two more customers and write up a service order for another while explaining the delay. The customer chooses a tire. Unfortunetly, we have none in stock but we have a display model on a very tall riser. He agrees to buy it. I get out a tall heavy ladder and as I am hauling it over, another angry customer who had been waiting in the bay comes charging over yelling. I calm him down and start to climb the ladder.

Customer: No wait. Let me get that.

Me: Sir, I apreciate it, but I can’t let you for safety reasons.

Customer: But you are a girl and I am a guy. I really should get that. It’s too heavy for you.

Me: Sir, I trained ex-racehorses and lifted sacks of grain over 100 pounds. This probably weighs 40. Can you lift 100 pounds? (Customer looks sheepish). And no disrepect intended at all, but you ate at least twice my age. If someone has to fall off a ladder, I will heal a lot quicker. But I sincerely apreciate the offer.

I got the tire down without incident. I pulled the old tire off, mounted the new tire and balanced it for free. During this I was writing up more orders ans ringing out more people until my co-worker arrived. A few weeks later, the district manager of the entire store visited. I was called into the office. The managers played like I had done something horribly wring until they presented me with a 3 page letter this guy wrote about me. He glowed about my patience and knowledge of tires and yelled at the store for making me work in such conditions. The district manager put a commendation in my file (which almost guarantees the top raise next review and it did) and gave me a share of company stock gor a reward.