(So I work at a large grocery store chain in Florida where we baggers are a necessary part. Every cahier will have a bagger if available. I was bagging one lane down form one of my coworker, who is also a bagger. By the way the bagger is elderly gentleman)

(He was bagging when suddenly)

Bagger: Oh crap! My hand is bleeding a lot!

(He has somehow slashed his hand opened completely coving the bottom of his hand in blood!)

Cashier: Dam, [Bagger] Are you alright. Sorry sir (referring to costumer) This will just be one. [Bagger] Are you alright.
Customer: You know I’m sick of how slow this place is. Your bagger can’t even bag, without ruining MY food!
(This customer continues to yell at the bagger, who is STIIL bleeding, and won’t leet him leave. Then the costumer runs to the costumer service counter (about 3ft away) cutting everyone and demands to speak to a manager! The Bagger runny off to stop the bleeding and the costumer service manger kicks the customer out of the store. This most definitely one of rudest costumer who didn’t even care that a man was beelding out. The bagger ended up being fine.)

(I work at a popular food chain known for its ice cream, I’m working the drive thru at the moment.)

Me: “thank you for choosing *******, Can I take your order?”

Customer: “Yeah, I want a medium cookies and cream blizzard.”

Me: (as this happens quite often, I correct the customer) “alright so one medium Oreo blizzard, is that all?”

Customer: “no ma’am, I want a cookies and cream blizzard, not Oreo.”

Me: “Yes sir, like I said a medium Oreo blizzard…”

Customer: “I know what you said! And I told you I want a COOKIES AND CREAM BLIZZARD PLEASE.” (He yells the last part and over annunciates it.)

Me: “Yes sir…oreos are cookies and cream.”

Customer: “Well I want cookies and cream! NOT ANY DARN OREOS!”

Me: (no longer wanting to argue, as it has been a long day and obviously he is not listening.) “Alright sir, a medium cookies and cream blizzard. Please pull up to the window”

Customer: (huffing) “FINALLY!”

My wife and I were redeeming a raincheck for 12-packs of soda at a great price, buy 2, get 3 free. After we put fifteen 12-packs in the cart (the number allowed by the raincheck), we were waved into the self-checkout line by a nice clerk, who then tried to complete the transaction, but couldn’t. He called the manager, who entered it in, and then left. The only problem was that instead of charging us around $40, the price was only $20, so we were undercharged by about $20. We asked the clerk if we could pay more, but he couldn’t help us. So we went to customer service to return the money, but they wouldn’t take it. Finally, after trying to explain it for about 15 minutes (with a line beginning to form) and being told that we couldn’t pay more, we just gave $20 to the charity that the store collected money for, in lieu of paying the store itself. Felt a little weird.

I’m a waitress at a burger diner. we have never served coldslaw as a side to anything. About 3 years ago we did have one single promotional burger for about a month that did have coldslaw on it.
The following happens as I drop off food to a party of three.. one of which has fish and chips. (Fish,fries, lemon tartar sauce and vinegar are served with it.)
Me: here you go.. enjoy
Dude: where’s the coleslaw?
M: I’m sorry?
D: so what, this is all it comes with?
(Talking about his fish and chips)
M:yeees?
D: huh. OK. well that’s odd it used to come with coldslaw.
M: no I’m sorry we’ve never served it with coldslaw.. I do have this malt vinegar for you though.. is that ok?
D: yea the vinegar is fine.. just wanted some coldslaw.. it used to come with it…
M: facepalm

There’s a rush at check out, so I’m called to my register. I arrive to find a customer with a cart load of products laid out on my counter while she sorts through them.

Me: Excuse me. Sorry, I’m going to need this register.

Customer: You can’t use another one?

Me: Unfortunately no. We’re assigned to a register.

The customer reluctantly acquiesces and starts loading everything back into her cart.

Customer: *gets halfway and stops*
Actually, can you just ring me up?

Me: *looking over at the long line of people who’ve been restlessly waiting*
You’ll have to ask them.

Customer: *looks at the line*
Nevermind.