When Their Conspiracy Theory Goes The Whole Nine Yards
Customer: “Why don’t you have any yardsticks longer than three feet?”
Me: “Uh… sorry?”
Customer: “Your yardsticks! None of them are longer than three feet!”
Me: “That’s because they’re yardsticks. A yard is three feet.”
Customer: “Well, I need a yardstick longer than three feet!”
Me: “We don’t carry those, sir.”
Customer: “Well, where can I get one?”
Me: “They’re not available, sir.”
Customer: “Is this because of those Democrats? Wanting us to all go metric?”
Me: “Uh… sure?”
Customer: “I knew it! G**d*** liberal Democrats!”
He stormed off, muttering about yards and communists.
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?