Wants The Number Of The Devil
Convenience Store | Right
| July 7, 2014
Customer: *leering* “I need $15 worth of [Cell Company] minutes and your phone number, sweetness.”
Me: *pretending I didn’t hear the last part* “$15 of [Cell Company] minutes. Okay.”
Customer: *smirking* “And your phone number.”
Me: *curtly* “Not happening. I have a boyfriend.” *prints the slip* “It’s $15.50.”
Customer: *pays in exact change* “So, did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?”
Me: *deadpan* “What are you talking about? I clawed my way up from Hell.”
(He quickly left and hasn’t asked for my number since.)
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
