Waiting Around To Be A Kiss-A**

We’re in the middle of closing the store. A customer runs up to the doors as my coworker is closing them.

Coworker:
“I’m sorry, sir, we’re closed!”

Customer:
“What?! You mean I drove all the way from [Nearby Town] and I can’t even come inside?!”

Coworker:
“Well… I’m afraid not, sir. We’re going to be emptying the registers and we can’t have non-employees around for that.”

Customer:
“I can’t believe this! I thought you closed at nine!”

Coworker:
“We used to, but we changed our hours about three months ago.”

At this, the customer storms off in a huff to his car but doesn’t leave. As we finish locking up and leave the store, the customer finally starts his car and drives up to the curb where about five of us are standing.

Customer:
“Do me a favor; tell your store manager he can kiss my a**!”

The customer drives off, tires squealing. My coworker turns to the store manager.

Coworker:
“[Manager], kiss his a**.”