I've been having a rash of these.
Me: That will be X.XX. *holds out hand for money*
SC: *throws money on the counter right in front of my hand*
Bonus points if it actually brushes my fingertips. I had a 12 year old do this. Of course he probably won't anymore since I violently slammed my hand down on the money and dragged/crumpled it while looking him right in the eyes.
I've also been having another rash of people who refuse to stand at an open register. 2 out of the 3 registers are open and they will choose to stand at the ONLY ONE that has a sign saying that it is not open. And they will try to talk to me while I'm leaning on MY OPEN REGISTER and they get pissy when I won't walk over to get their money because SURPRISE, we have auto change machines, you're gonna have to come over here to get your change anyway.
"My pump doesn't work."
Well of course it doesn't work, you didn't prepay.
Well of course it doesn't work. You didn't hit the grade of gas you wanted.
Well of course it doesn't work, you slid your credit card the wrong way.
Well of course it doesn't work, it's got a bag over it for a reason.
Well of course it doesn't work. You've picked up the diesel handle.
"Will you just come out and help me?"
Yes I can after I've taken care of this whole line.
Yes I can once my partner comes back from going to the bathroom.
Yes I can after I'm finished helping this kind gentleman who asked first.
I.D.
Me: Can I see your I.D.
SC: How old do I look?
Me: ...................................
SC: .................uhmm....I mean. I was just giving you a hard time I mean I know it's your job.
Me: *holds out hand for I.D.*
Me: Can I see your I.D.?
SC: I don't have it. Can I get the cigarillos too?
Me: No.
SC: ...Oh. Gonna be like that huh?
Me: Yep.
I found a giant pile of toilet paper on the floor in the men's room that had been pissed on. I swept it into a dustpan and knocked it right into the men's room garbage can. Then I sprayed the whole place with vanilla body spray and mopped the floor with the same mop I use for the rest of the store. And people wonder how I sleep at night... I sleep fine.
SC: Can I have a carton of [brand of cigs]?
Me: I don't seem to have those right now. I do have the 100s though.
SC: I don't understand, why don't you ever have the cartons?
Me: Because they're not a high selling item so we're only auto-ordered one carton per week and that carton is put on the shelves. The order comes in on [day of the week] and you always come in the day before that when all the packs have been sold out.
SC: ......well you need to tell somebody about this. I'm never coming back.
Me: If you never come back then there's no need to say anything since we would never sell the extra carton we'd order. So would you like me to order another carton or would you like to never come back?
SC: ........hmf! *stomps out*
I work at a gas station. Not a bank or a phone store. I always thought that was pretty obvious but apparently not.
SC: And will that go right back on my card?
Me: If it's debit it should.
SC: No I'm asking you right now. Will that go right back on my card?
Me: That is a question you would have to direct to your bank as I do not work at a bank and could not tell you.
SC:
SC: I'm looking for [phone card].
Me: These are the ones I have.
SC: Those aren't it.
Me: Um...this is what...I have.
SC: Okay I'll look through them.
He comes back after I've waited on a few other people.
SC: Would this be it?
Me: I'm sure I wouldn't know. I don't know what you're looking for and I'm not sure what the differences are between them. I just sell them.
SC: Well is there anyone else who would know about these?
Me: I'm quite literally the only person here right now.
SC: THIS IS TERRIBLE. *throws down cards*
Me: Sir. We don't service phones. If you don't know what kind of phone you have, I can't help you. I don't work in a phone store.
SC: *stomps out*
SC: I want to fill it up.
Me: About how much?
SC: Full?
Me: I need a dollar amount.
SC: You mean I can't just fill my car? Can you just hold my card?
Me: No. If I put money on it from your card it'll go right back on your card if you don't use it all.
SC: ...oh. So...okay. I guess. This is very inconvenient.
Me: Yeah. I know. I've heard it before.
SC: ...I guess so...hmm.
I think next time I hear "I'd like to fill it up" I'll just tell them "I've heard this joke before."
Me: That will be X.XX. *holds out hand for money*
SC: *throws money on the counter right in front of my hand*
Bonus points if it actually brushes my fingertips. I had a 12 year old do this. Of course he probably won't anymore since I violently slammed my hand down on the money and dragged/crumpled it while looking him right in the eyes.
I've also been having another rash of people who refuse to stand at an open register. 2 out of the 3 registers are open and they will choose to stand at the ONLY ONE that has a sign saying that it is not open. And they will try to talk to me while I'm leaning on MY OPEN REGISTER and they get pissy when I won't walk over to get their money because SURPRISE, we have auto change machines, you're gonna have to come over here to get your change anyway.
"My pump doesn't work."
Well of course it doesn't work, you didn't prepay.
Well of course it doesn't work. You didn't hit the grade of gas you wanted.
Well of course it doesn't work, you slid your credit card the wrong way.
Well of course it doesn't work, it's got a bag over it for a reason.
Well of course it doesn't work. You've picked up the diesel handle.
"Will you just come out and help me?"
Yes I can after I've taken care of this whole line.
Yes I can once my partner comes back from going to the bathroom.
Yes I can after I'm finished helping this kind gentleman who asked first.
I.D.
Me: Can I see your I.D.
SC: How old do I look?
Me: ...................................
SC: .................uhmm....I mean. I was just giving you a hard time I mean I know it's your job.
Me: *holds out hand for I.D.*
Me: Can I see your I.D.?
SC: I don't have it. Can I get the cigarillos too?
Me: No.
SC: ...Oh. Gonna be like that huh?
Me: Yep.
I found a giant pile of toilet paper on the floor in the men's room that had been pissed on. I swept it into a dustpan and knocked it right into the men's room garbage can. Then I sprayed the whole place with vanilla body spray and mopped the floor with the same mop I use for the rest of the store. And people wonder how I sleep at night... I sleep fine.

SC: Can I have a carton of [brand of cigs]?
Me: I don't seem to have those right now. I do have the 100s though.
SC: I don't understand, why don't you ever have the cartons?
Me: Because they're not a high selling item so we're only auto-ordered one carton per week and that carton is put on the shelves. The order comes in on [day of the week] and you always come in the day before that when all the packs have been sold out.
SC: ......well you need to tell somebody about this. I'm never coming back.
Me: If you never come back then there's no need to say anything since we would never sell the extra carton we'd order. So would you like me to order another carton or would you like to never come back?
SC: ........hmf! *stomps out*
I work at a gas station. Not a bank or a phone store. I always thought that was pretty obvious but apparently not.
SC: And will that go right back on my card?
Me: If it's debit it should.
SC: No I'm asking you right now. Will that go right back on my card?
Me: That is a question you would have to direct to your bank as I do not work at a bank and could not tell you.
SC:

SC: I'm looking for [phone card].
Me: These are the ones I have.
SC: Those aren't it.
Me: Um...this is what...I have.
SC: Okay I'll look through them.
He comes back after I've waited on a few other people.
SC: Would this be it?
Me: I'm sure I wouldn't know. I don't know what you're looking for and I'm not sure what the differences are between them. I just sell them.
SC: Well is there anyone else who would know about these?
Me: I'm quite literally the only person here right now.
SC: THIS IS TERRIBLE. *throws down cards*
Me: Sir. We don't service phones. If you don't know what kind of phone you have, I can't help you. I don't work in a phone store.
SC: *stomps out*
SC: I want to fill it up.
Me: About how much?
SC: Full?
Me: I need a dollar amount.
SC: You mean I can't just fill my car? Can you just hold my card?
Me: No. If I put money on it from your card it'll go right back on your card if you don't use it all.
SC: ...oh. So...okay. I guess. This is very inconvenient.
Me: Yeah. I know. I've heard it before.
SC: ...I guess so...hmm.
I think next time I hear "I'd like to fill it up" I'll just tell them "I've heard this joke before."
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