This woman was crazy on a few levels.
Card Crazy
She zooms up to my register (and immediately starts throwing crap on the belt). Blurts out "I don't have a card!" and before I could tell her I'll put one in, she starts rattling off a phone number. We don't do phone-number lookups at the register; only the service desk can do that. I'm not sure why we can't, just that we can't. Then she cranes her beady eyes over the pinpad "I don't see you putting in my phone number! Why aren't you putting in my phone number?!" (I was waiting for her to say something about I was stealing the gas points for myself)
Me: "We can't look it up by phone number, I'll put in a store card."
SC: "What?!"
Cashier B (she has a thick African accent): "She can use a store card."
SC: "That's what I'm trying to tell her, I don't have my card!"
B: "We can put one in for you."
SC: "I don't understand a word you're saying, don't talk to me."
MOD: "She put a store courtesy card in."
SC: "I don't need a card, I have one but not with me."
Me (resisting the urge to talk to her like she was a misbehaving toddler): "I put the store courtesy card in. We cannot look up phone numbers."
SC: "Well why not?!"
MOD: "Someone complained about us doing that."
SC: "I don't believe this. This is ridiculous. Everyone else can look up phone numbers!"
Me and MOD: "If you feel that strongly about it, ask the company why they stopped."
We used to sell our store-made Italian bread for 99 cents on Fridays. A few months ago, Corporate put an end to that for whatever reason. Her purchases also included a loaf of said bread.
SC cranes her neck at the monitor, and grabs the bread back from me (causing it to scan twice). "It should be 99 cents!"
Me: *must...not....kill...* "The company's not doing that anymore. It's $1.79."
SC: "But there's a sign for 99 cents!" (no there isn't, I can see all the bake shop displays from here)
Me: "The bread is $1.79."
SC: "Get a manager! You don't know what you're talking about!"
MOD: "The bread is $1.79. The company stopped that deal a few months ago, I don't know if it's a seasonal thing."
SC: (wait for it...) "This is ridiculous!"
Chicken Crazy
Among her purchases are two hot rotisserie chickens. She pays with EBT. As hot prepared food is not (and never has been to my knowledge) covered by EBT, the system kicks back "Balance due: $10.00"
Me: "You owe $10."
SC: "Whhhyyyyy? I have enough on my card!"
Me: "You can get the cold prepared chickens on EBT, but not the hot ones. Those are the state rules."
SC: "But I get hot chickens with my card allllllll the tiiiiime here!"
Hmmm....not here you didn't.
SC: "You guys must have changed the policy! I've always been able to get hot chickens!"
Me: "Store policy has nothing to do with it, it's the EBT program policy. Feel free to take it up with DTA if you feel there's been a mistake." I'm sure they'd love to hear which store is letting hot food go through, or that she is somehow playing the system.
SC: (nearly throwing said chickens at me) "I don't want them! You're cheating your customers!"
After she flounces off, myself, MOD, cashier B, and the next customer all look at each other with "What was that about?!"
Card Crazy
She zooms up to my register (and immediately starts throwing crap on the belt). Blurts out "I don't have a card!" and before I could tell her I'll put one in, she starts rattling off a phone number. We don't do phone-number lookups at the register; only the service desk can do that. I'm not sure why we can't, just that we can't. Then she cranes her beady eyes over the pinpad "I don't see you putting in my phone number! Why aren't you putting in my phone number?!" (I was waiting for her to say something about I was stealing the gas points for myself)
Me: "We can't look it up by phone number, I'll put in a store card."
SC: "What?!"
Cashier B (she has a thick African accent): "She can use a store card."
SC: "That's what I'm trying to tell her, I don't have my card!"

B: "We can put one in for you."
SC: "I don't understand a word you're saying, don't talk to me."
MOD: "She put a store courtesy card in."
SC: "I don't need a card, I have one but not with me."
Me (resisting the urge to talk to her like she was a misbehaving toddler): "I put the store courtesy card in. We cannot look up phone numbers."
SC: "Well why not?!"
MOD: "Someone complained about us doing that."
SC: "I don't believe this. This is ridiculous. Everyone else can look up phone numbers!"
Me and MOD: "If you feel that strongly about it, ask the company why they stopped."
We used to sell our store-made Italian bread for 99 cents on Fridays. A few months ago, Corporate put an end to that for whatever reason. Her purchases also included a loaf of said bread.
SC cranes her neck at the monitor, and grabs the bread back from me (causing it to scan twice). "It should be 99 cents!"
Me: *must...not....kill...* "The company's not doing that anymore. It's $1.79."
SC: "But there's a sign for 99 cents!" (no there isn't, I can see all the bake shop displays from here)
Me: "The bread is $1.79."
SC: "Get a manager! You don't know what you're talking about!"
MOD: "The bread is $1.79. The company stopped that deal a few months ago, I don't know if it's a seasonal thing."
SC: (wait for it...) "This is ridiculous!"
Chicken Crazy
Among her purchases are two hot rotisserie chickens. She pays with EBT. As hot prepared food is not (and never has been to my knowledge) covered by EBT, the system kicks back "Balance due: $10.00"
Me: "You owe $10."
SC: "Whhhyyyyy? I have enough on my card!"
Me: "You can get the cold prepared chickens on EBT, but not the hot ones. Those are the state rules."
SC: "But I get hot chickens with my card allllllll the tiiiiime here!"
Hmmm....not here you didn't.
SC: "You guys must have changed the policy! I've always been able to get hot chickens!"
Me: "Store policy has nothing to do with it, it's the EBT program policy. Feel free to take it up with DTA if you feel there's been a mistake." I'm sure they'd love to hear which store is letting hot food go through, or that she is somehow playing the system.
SC: (nearly throwing said chickens at me) "I don't want them! You're cheating your customers!"
After she flounces off, myself, MOD, cashier B, and the next customer all look at each other with "What was that about?!"
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