(Super Bowl Sunday was also the start of a very popular coupon promotion at my work. This meant that lines were insanely long. Going across the store they were nearly to the frozen section and pharmacy. Lines also went halfway down the aisles. Once the game started around 6:30, though, the place was empty with only a few customers who decided to wait until after the game started to do their shopping. Due to the large volume of people, we ran out of a lot of stuff. After the madness, a customer comes in. We get to talking about how crazy it was before and how she was lucky to have missed the madness. She turns around and sees some soda on sale.)
Customer: Is that right? Buy two, get three free?
Me: Yes, but you have to buy five in order to get the deal.
Customer: But you’re only buying two, and getting three free.
Me: Yes.
Customer: That’s why you had lines earlier. Because of this deal.
Me: Oh, maybe.
(The customer goes off to shop, and I go back to helping clean up. We managed to put together over 6 overflowing carts of stuff that was just abandoned. One of these overflowing carts was nothing but frozen and perishable stuff that was all ruined from sitting out all day, plus a couple chickens that someone abandoned and were ruined.)

A storm seemed to come up from nowhere one afternoon, with heavy winds. Suddenly the sky seemed green, and we realized a tornado was nearby. Our front doors were being sucked open with so much strength two employees couldn’t pull them closed. There was panic, and manager rounded up all the customers and employees, and we all crowded into the back room, which is cinder block. No sooner did we get there than the lights cut out. A few minutes later, we heard a crash.

Finally, we came out to find a tree thrown through our front window, mannequins, tables and clothes in the front half of the room tossed around. There was debris and watereverywhere. Outside, the light poles were fallen, part of the roof was crumpled over part of the parking lot and car alarms were going off.

We were all walking around, trying to take this all in when we hear a woman yelling “excuse me! Excuse me!” She was standing at the counter, tapping her foot. She was very upset because hiding in the back had made her late and she wanted to get checked out. When we told her it was impossible, she threatened to call corporate to complain about our terrible customer service.

Me and my friends were considering to sell some of our stuff at a Cash-Converter store.
First we tried to sell a AAA Motherboard, but they wouldnt take it because it was “too specific”, even though the store has other motherboards, sometimes of completely unknown brands.
Next we tried to sell his 120$, like new, in box Keyboard, and they wanted to give us 20$ for that…

You may have waited for the big twist:
They bought an old as laptop HDD for 30$…

As i am an IT guy myself, I just got some old ass HDD drives and sold them

TL;DR
Guy with the job to rip people off gets ripped off in his own business.

(Our store has consoles for renting. Our biggest group of clients come from the nearby high school and middle school, which means that about at noon the store will be full of students from the afternoon turn who have some time to kill before classess start. Our store has a second floor with three consoles which people who prefer to have privacy tend to chose. This day in particular, the upper floor is completely occupied. Then a group of four middle schoolers stands outside the store until one of them approaches the desk)

Student 1:” Excuse me, do you have consoles available upstairs?”

Me: “No, sorry, they are all occupied.”

(Before I can say another word, the student leaves to talk to the group. Then another one approaches)

Student 2: “Do you have consoles available upstairs?”

Me: “Uh, sorry, all occupied.”

(He also leaves to talk to the group. A third one approaches)

Student 3: “Hi, can you give me console 7?” (Note, console 7 is upstairs)

Me: (Internally facepalming): “Sorry, it’s occupied for another twenty minutes.”

Student 3: “Oh well, can you give me Grand Theft Auto?”

Me: (Relieved) “Sure, I have it in console number 2”.

Student 3: “Do you have it upstairs?”

Me: (Internally screaming) “No, sorry, all the consoles upstairs are occupied.”

(The student returns to his group, they speak for a moment and they all leave. Did they think having different people ask will suddenly make a console available?)

Me: “Your total will be $29.50.”
Customer: “Do you offer any AAA discounts?”
Me: “Unfortunately we don’t, sorry sir.”
Customer: “What about Republican discounts?”