Behind Every Angry Man, Is A Long-Suffering Wife, Part 2

, , , , | Right | August 13, 2020

The charity shop where I volunteer has a strict policy that only two customers are allowed in at any given time for health reasons. While most have been understanding about this, there are always a few exceptions.

A middle-aged man walks past a queue of people waiting outside the shop and starts to enter the shop.

Me: “Sir, please could you wait outside? We’re only allowing two customers in at a time.”

Clearly seeing this as a personal slight, the man snaps.

Customer: “Where does it say that?”

His wife slapped him on the arm, pointed at the three-foot-tall sign in the window, and dragged him away. If she ever comes in without him, she’s getting my volunteer discount.

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A Cent-less Waste Of Time, Part 2

, , , , , | Right | August 13, 2020

I am shopping for a couple of items in a supermarket chain with only one till open. I am happy to see only one person ahead of me — an old man in his sixties — and he seems to be done. However, he then unbags his goods and takes out his receipt.

Old Man: “I’ve been overcharged!”

The staff member looks at his goods and runs them through manually as they are all half-price discounts, and the amount tallies with what was on the receipt.

Old Man: “I’ve still been overcharged!”

I start looking at his goods and add up to the clearly-labeled price to £2.79, which is what is on the receipt. The man starts complaining even more that he is being ripped off, and three more staff arrive, but nobody can figure out what is wrong.

Old Man: “I should have been charged £2.60!”

Bear in mind that one of the items is 49p and all the rest are round numbers. By now, there is a long queue and I am sick of this bickering. I speak to one of the staff.

Me: “If he causing all this grief over 19p, then take this 20p coin from my pocket!”

I turn to the man with it.

Me: “Take it and please leave because the rest of us want to finish our shopping.”

Old Man: “No, I want my money from them.”

I pointed out that he was getting his items half-price or better, but he still argued that he was being ripped off. The staff sadly then gave in and gave him 19p from the till. I just hope I cheered them up when I shouted, “Miserable git!” at the man as he left.

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Unfiltered Story #205599

, , , | Unfiltered | August 13, 2020

I was working at a tourist attraction as a photographer. Regularly you would have people come up to you and ask you to take pictures of them on their phones which we politely declined as our policy was only to take pictures with the company camera during work. One night I was working a silent disco where the room is completely quiet and guests wear headphones with loud music playing in them- You get people accidentally yelling in a silent room’ forgetting the music is only in their ears.

Guy- Hi, can you take a picture of me and my friends (holds out phone)

Me- Sorry but I’m not allowed as I’m the official photographer. I can take a picture of you with my camera though, they come out a lot better and you don’t have to buy anything, don’t worry.

Guy- No I want it on my phone

Me- Okay, I’m afraid I really can’t take it but that gentleman over there can. (points to guest assistant standing 20 feet away).

Guy- (Gives me a scathing look, puts his headphones back on and walks over to his friend group 5 foot away and shouts at the top of his lungs)- ‘SHE WOULDN’T TAKE A PICTURE OF ME, WHAT A C**T.’

Everyone not wearing headphones turns to stare, he just struts off.

Unfiltered Story #205591

, | Unfiltered | August 13, 2020

Customer: Excuse me, what foods do you sell?

Me: Food?

Customer: Yes, food. The nutritious stuff you put in your mouth.

Me: This is a hardware store…

Customer: Oh… *walks away*

Five minutes later…

Same Customer: *to another worker* What foods do you sell?

Not So Tender About The Chicken, Part 2

, , , , | Right | August 12, 2020

Old Woman: “So, what kind of food do you do here?”

Literally the entire menu is behind me, but I begin going through it. One of our side dishes, the chicken tikka nachodoms, has been incredibly popular.

Old Woman: “How big is the chicken tikka nachodoms? I’m not sure I can manage a full meal.”

Me: “Oh, don’t worry, its mainly a side dish we do, but it’s incredibly popular! Here is a picture of it, too!”

I point to the menu board.

Old Woman: “Okay, that sounds nice. I’ll have that, please.”

I process the order, give her a table number, and show her to the condiments stand. The order is taken out by one of the waiters as I am busy manning the till. Not even five minutes later, one of the chefs and I notice we are getting dirty looks.

Me: “Is everything okay, ma’am?”

Old Woman: “Not really. I’m quite upset by this.”

Me: “Oh, dear, what can I do to help?”

Old Woman: “I’m a vegetarian and this dish has meat in it!”

Me: “I do apologise, but the chicken tikka nachodoms does contain meat.”

A few other customers start giggling at this point.

Old Woman: “I need a fresh one without meat as I’m vegetarian!”

Me: “Sure, no problem! I proceed to let the kitchen know I need the vegetarian version of the chicken tikka nachodoms!”

I hope she got the hint by the end!

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