I'm a new member here, and thought I'd just say hello. =^_^=
I've worked at several different mini-mart-style gas stations over the year (as well as being a blackjack dealer), and now work as customer service for a truck company's parts department.
So, you know I've got some stories...
I'll start off with a few quickies for now. I swear to god, these really happened.
1.) Working cashier at a gas station. Our PIN pads were heavily-abused, and didn't work very well, so I had to instruct most people to press firmly.
Me: Enter your code, and press hard.
Customer presses a few buttons, then starts searching the keypad. After a minute, he looks up at me, and asks, "Where's the HARD key?"
2.) Selling restricted items is a terrific source of stupid-customer stories. I've dealt with cigarettes, alcohol, and nudie magazines. Of those three, I've never had problems with customers of the nudie magazines...
I've had customers try to buy cigarettes with temporary licenses a few times, but the one that really took the cake was the guy who tried to get me to sell him cigarettes with a photocopy of his driver's license. He insisted - long and loud - that it was legal, that any cop could prove who he was with it (probably true, they have access to resources I don't), and that I was a moron for not accepting it.
The kicker: The reason he only had a photocopy? His actual license had been taken by a police officer when he was caught driving drunk.
3.) More fun with restricted items. I once had a guy rush into our store at 1:55 AM (Yes, I worked the graveyard shift. Sure, it's more dangerous, but it's also more peaceful. Most of the time.), looking for beer. This particular mini-market was too small to bother with alcohol or a liquor license, so I told him no, and told him where the nearest store that sold alcohol was - a mile away. He made it very clear that he thought we had done him a grave disservice by not having the beer he wanted, and broke several traffic laws leaving the station. I didn't tell him that the store I referred him to routinely locked their beer cooler 5 minutes early...
Why do people need last-second alcohol? Isn't that something you should stock up on at a reasonable hour, and get blitzed in the privacy of your own home?
I've worked at several different mini-mart-style gas stations over the year (as well as being a blackjack dealer), and now work as customer service for a truck company's parts department.
So, you know I've got some stories...
I'll start off with a few quickies for now. I swear to god, these really happened.
1.) Working cashier at a gas station. Our PIN pads were heavily-abused, and didn't work very well, so I had to instruct most people to press firmly.
Me: Enter your code, and press hard.
Customer presses a few buttons, then starts searching the keypad. After a minute, he looks up at me, and asks, "Where's the HARD key?"
2.) Selling restricted items is a terrific source of stupid-customer stories. I've dealt with cigarettes, alcohol, and nudie magazines. Of those three, I've never had problems with customers of the nudie magazines...
I've had customers try to buy cigarettes with temporary licenses a few times, but the one that really took the cake was the guy who tried to get me to sell him cigarettes with a photocopy of his driver's license. He insisted - long and loud - that it was legal, that any cop could prove who he was with it (probably true, they have access to resources I don't), and that I was a moron for not accepting it.
The kicker: The reason he only had a photocopy? His actual license had been taken by a police officer when he was caught driving drunk.
3.) More fun with restricted items. I once had a guy rush into our store at 1:55 AM (Yes, I worked the graveyard shift. Sure, it's more dangerous, but it's also more peaceful. Most of the time.), looking for beer. This particular mini-market was too small to bother with alcohol or a liquor license, so I told him no, and told him where the nearest store that sold alcohol was - a mile away. He made it very clear that he thought we had done him a grave disservice by not having the beer he wanted, and broke several traffic laws leaving the station. I didn't tell him that the store I referred him to routinely locked their beer cooler 5 minutes early...
Why do people need last-second alcohol? Isn't that something you should stock up on at a reasonable hour, and get blitzed in the privacy of your own home?
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