What A Caulk

A customer came in smelling of alcohol. He bought at least six bottles of caulking. I was trying to double-bag them, and the man reached over the counter toward me to “help”. I stepped back.

Me: *Calmly* “Sir, while the help is appreciated—” *it wasn’t* “—please do not reach over the counter.”

He got huffy, paid, and left. Then, he called the store five minutes later and asked to talk to the manager.

Customer: “I just checked out with [My Name], and they were so rude and unfriendly to me!”

Luckily, my manager was there when the incident happened, so I didn’t get in trouble.