There’s Snow Milk At The Back

(It is the day after a snowstorm which had dropped a significant amount of snow on the ground and the store is jumping with people. Even though I’m not feeling well and am in the middle of an eight hour shift on the registers, I manage to be courteous with the customers. A customer proceeds to cut in line and demands.)

Customer: “Where the f*** is the milk?”

Me: “It’s usually in the cases at the back of the store, but we are out of milk right now.”

Customer: “What the h*** kind of store is this that you don’t have milk?”

Me: “Sir, the delivery didn’t come yet.”

Customer: “Why the f*** not?”

(Before I can respond to this, the female customer I have been ringing up answers.)

Female Customer: “Look out the window. See all that white stuff? It’s called snow. The Governor called a state of emergency. The roads have been slippery and some have even been closed. That’s why they don’t have any milk. Maybe you should go out to a farm and get your milk there and stop swearing at this poor girl.”

(The rude customer proceeds to leave, swearing the whole time.)

Me: “Thank you, ma’am. You said exactly what I was thinking but couldn’t say or I’d lose my job.”

Female Customer: “Don’t mention it. He really needs an attitude adjustment. By the way, you sound sick…”

Me: “Oh, it’s just a cold. I’ve been using this bottle of hand sanitizer between orders.”

Female Customer: “Okay, feel better!”

(She takes her change and purchases, and leaves. However, she returns a few minutes later with a cup of tea from the Chinese restaurant next door!)