Working in Tweaker Town has it's hilarious moments.
This particular customer is on our 'No Bathroom Key' list. Yeah, she can't use the restroom in our store because of her, ummm habit. Anyways she wanders in right as we opened the store at 8am. She's pale, sweating, and can't stand still. Ah great, she's on that stuff.
As you walk in there a large table full of stock with the registers directly to the left and three junk food aisles to the right. She wandered through the junk food aisles for a few minutes before snapping her fingers and yelling for service.
Me: Cameras are watching, stay cool, don't laugh.
Nit: My awesome store manager.
TL: Tweaker Lady gone mad.
Me: Yes ma'am, May I help you?
TL: YES. I want some more of these bags here! [She's referring to the bags of candy we have on pegs. It was full (15 two oz bags) just a moment ago since I stocked last night.]
Me: I'm sorry ma'am. Unfortunately, I just put out the last bags of those last night. We're out of stock until Wednesday.
TL: NO!! I NEED SIX MORE BAGS NOW!
Me: Um. I'm sorry. We have no more.
TL: There must be some in the back!!
Me: Our back room is empty. We have no more. I'm sorry.
TL: *shrieks*
Nit has been watching but didn't say anything until now...
Nit: Go look in the back room for her. (She knows it's empty, she just wants the lady to shut up)
I go to look and of course the lady follows me. I get there, look around, show the lady the empty room.
TL: *gasp* BLACK MAGIC!! You're a witch!! A witch!! They should burn you at the stake! Drowning you with concrete shoes!! A witch! You've made it all disappear!!
Me:

She's still muttering about voodoo, black magic, and witches, but goes up front, pays for her fifteen bags of Sour Patch kids and leaves.

This particular customer is on our 'No Bathroom Key' list. Yeah, she can't use the restroom in our store because of her, ummm habit. Anyways she wanders in right as we opened the store at 8am. She's pale, sweating, and can't stand still. Ah great, she's on that stuff.
As you walk in there a large table full of stock with the registers directly to the left and three junk food aisles to the right. She wandered through the junk food aisles for a few minutes before snapping her fingers and yelling for service.

Me: Cameras are watching, stay cool, don't laugh.
Nit: My awesome store manager.
TL: Tweaker Lady gone mad.
Me: Yes ma'am, May I help you?
TL: YES. I want some more of these bags here! [She's referring to the bags of candy we have on pegs. It was full (15 two oz bags) just a moment ago since I stocked last night.]
Me: I'm sorry ma'am. Unfortunately, I just put out the last bags of those last night. We're out of stock until Wednesday.
TL: NO!! I NEED SIX MORE BAGS NOW!
Me: Um. I'm sorry. We have no more.
TL: There must be some in the back!!

Me: Our back room is empty. We have no more. I'm sorry.
TL: *shrieks*
Nit has been watching but didn't say anything until now...
Nit: Go look in the back room for her. (She knows it's empty, she just wants the lady to shut up)
I go to look and of course the lady follows me. I get there, look around, show the lady the empty room.
TL: *gasp* BLACK MAGIC!! You're a witch!! A witch!! They should burn you at the stake! Drowning you with concrete shoes!! A witch! You've made it all disappear!!
Me:


She's still muttering about voodoo, black magic, and witches, but goes up front, pays for her fifteen bags of Sour Patch kids and leaves.


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