Ever had a customer tell lies about you just to get you into trouble? There have been a couple of times when I've suspected it, but at the supermarket, they just have a word with you and nothing comes of it; I also tend to cry when angry, so I think they just leave it cuz they think I'm upset when in fact I want to hunt down the liar and twist their head off for their spite in lying about me. 
This one tho is a real blast from the past. It happened back when I was working in the pizza place; at the time, I had blue hair. I was minding my own business, wiping down the counters cuz it was a bit slow when this woman came in and demanded to speak to the boss. Bossman was in, so I went to get him. The woman immediately started ranting, claiming I'd sworn at her when she'd come into the shop the other day and demanding that I be fired.
Bossman raises an eyebrow at this; I've dropped the occasional f-bomb before, but only when I've dropped something or hurt myself and never in front of customers. "Can you tell me what day this was?" "Yes I can," says the evil old bat. "It was Wednesday that the girl with blue hair swore at me." "In that case, you must be mistaken," Bossman replied. "Cuz Lace wasn't working that day at all." Evil old bat stares at Bossman, then at me, in confusion; she in fact, looked just like a deer in headlights. Caught out telling fibs, she walked out of the shop without another word, leaving me and Bossman in fits of laughter.

This one tho is a real blast from the past. It happened back when I was working in the pizza place; at the time, I had blue hair. I was minding my own business, wiping down the counters cuz it was a bit slow when this woman came in and demanded to speak to the boss. Bossman was in, so I went to get him. The woman immediately started ranting, claiming I'd sworn at her when she'd come into the shop the other day and demanding that I be fired.
Bossman raises an eyebrow at this; I've dropped the occasional f-bomb before, but only when I've dropped something or hurt myself and never in front of customers. "Can you tell me what day this was?" "Yes I can," says the evil old bat. "It was Wednesday that the girl with blue hair swore at me." "In that case, you must be mistaken," Bossman replied. "Cuz Lace wasn't working that day at all." Evil old bat stares at Bossman, then at me, in confusion; she in fact, looked just like a deer in headlights. Caught out telling fibs, she walked out of the shop without another word, leaving me and Bossman in fits of laughter.
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