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    Tonight, I had a trifecta of Old Bogeys!!

    Old Guy #1

    Guy comes up to the register. I do the business, and just as the transaction is done, he starts to chew me out.

    Every fucking time I go to you, you give me plastic. I don't want plastic. You never ask me if I want plastic or not you fucking bitch.

    My response:

    Calling me a Bitch just earned you a one way ticket to get out. So, get the "park" out of my store before I have Mall Security escort you off the property.

    He takes about 5 minutes to "shuffle" out of the place.

    Old Guy #2

    So i'm cleaning up magazines when another old guy comes up and asks if we have Vanity Fair. I say no, that we're all sold out of them.

    "Well, I can't find it anyway. You guys don't have them alphabetized and I refuse to figure out if you have it or not."

    Not 15 minutes later, he asks one of my co-workers if we have Vanity Fair. *facepalm*

    Old Guy #3

    I'm assuming this guy was a tourist, because all he could do was complain about the number of coins in his pocket. And how he couldn't lug them around, and needed to get rid of them and the banks weren't open (Mind you, it was around 8PM....)

    I resisted the urge to send him to the Coinstar machine at a supermarket 5 blocks away.

  • #2
    Call his bluff. Find the nearest charity collection box and point it out to him.

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    • #3
      I like having coins in my pocket; makes me feel like I'm in olden times. Come to think of it, I might just make a D&D character who'll invent a printing press.
      "IT stands away, interrupting himself from the incessant hammering of the kittens…"

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      • #4
        Maybe it's just me, but I like having coins in my pocket.

        When I was a kid, my dad always had coins in his pocket. To me that was an Adult Thing. Since as a kid I never had more than a few coins.

        Yes, in my own warped and twisted way, those coins in my pocket are more a sign of adulthood than my wallet, the cash in it, the credit card in it, the keys in my other pocket, the truck the keys operate, the cell phone on my hip, or the goatee on my face.

        Don't ask. I can't explain it.

        "The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is
        Still A Customer."

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        • #5
          Quoth Bagga View Post
          Call his bluff. Find the nearest charity collection box and point it out to him.
          Good thinking! I would have not thought to say that.

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          • #6
            Quoth Jester View Post
            Maybe it's just me, but I like having coins in my pocket.

            When I was a kid, my dad always had coins in his pocket. To me that was an Adult Thing. Since as a kid I never had more than a few coins.

            Yes, in my own warped and twisted way, those coins in my pocket are more a sign of adulthood than my wallet, the cash in it, the credit card in it, the keys in my other pocket, the truck the keys operate, the cell phone on my hip, or the goatee on my face.

            Don't ask. I can't explain it.
            Not just you - I like coins as well, and strangely enough it was because of my father. He always used to come home with change, and put it in one of several tins or containers in his closet. Eventually when he had filled them all up, he would pay me to count up his change, wrap it and help him take it to his bank.

            To this day, I will put my spare change in a big container in my room; every year or two I turn in it and "make" between $150-$250.
            Be a winner today: Pick a fight with a 4 year old.

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            • #7
              Quoth Hon'ya-chan View Post
              Tonight, I had a trifecta of Old Bogeys!!

              Old Guy #1

              Guy comes up to the register. I do the business, and just as the transaction is done, he starts to chew me out.

              Every fucking time I go to you, you give me plastic. I don't want plastic. You never ask me if I want plastic or not you fucking bitch.

              My response:

              Calling me a Bitch just earned you a one way ticket to get out. So, get the "park" out of my store before I have Mall Security escort you off the property.
              I know I shouldn't be surprised but I still find it amazing what some folks will get worked up over or how they address that with others.

              Are you a manager at the store you work at? Because that's pretty awesome that you didn't have to get a CSM or supervisor and were instead just able to kick him out on your own.
              Be a winner today: Pick a fight with a 4 year old.

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              • #8
                mmm, coins. I like having them because that make that satisfying jingley noise and the weight feels like I actually have money. My grandfather is somewhat of a neumismatist (bad sp, I know, but i can't spell sometimes...) and every so often he just gives me a huge box of all his change that isn't "collectable" already rolled cause has this machine that does it... I usually get 60-100 bucks from it...

                I still have this hueg jar of pennies from my childhood. If I could lift it, I'd trade it in XD
                Ma'am, I could care less about the time your precious Fifi found a baby squirrel and raised it as her own, I just want to know if you've ever been told you had diabeetus.

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                • #9
                  Quoth Alpha Strike View Post
                  I know I shouldn't be surprised but I still find it amazing what some folks will get worked up over or how they address that with others.

                  Are you a manager at the store you work at? Because that's pretty awesome that you didn't have to get a CSM or supervisor and were instead just able to kick him out on your own.
                  I plead the fifth.

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                  • #10
                    Quoth Jester View Post
                    Maybe it's just me, but I like having coins in my pocket.

                    When I was a kid, my dad always had coins in his pocket. To me that was an Adult Thing. Since as a kid I never had more than a few coins.

                    Yes, in my own warped and twisted way, those coins in my pocket are more a sign of adulthood than my wallet, the cash in it, the credit card in it, the keys in my other pocket, the truck the keys operate, the cell phone on my hip, or the goatee on my face.

                    Don't ask. I can't explain it.
                    A buddy of mine makes a habit of going to the bank and getting the latest version of the dollar-coins in $25 rolls. He uses them for tips, in a vain hope of introducing them into greater circulation.

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                    • #11
                      Quoth Freemage View Post
                      A buddy of mine makes a habit of going to the bank and getting the latest version of the dollar-coins in $25 rolls. He uses them for tips, in a vain hope of introducing them into greater circulation.
                      We take them to Ren-fest for a more 'period' feel. Five coins buys a damn fine bread bowl full of beef or chicken chili.
                      The Rich keep getting richer because they keep doing what it was that made them rich. Ditto the Poor.
                      "Hy kan tell dey is schmot qvestions, dey is makink my head hurt."
                      Hoc spatio locantur.

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                      • #12
                        Quoth Freemage View Post
                        A buddy of mine makes a habit of going to the bank and getting the latest version of the dollar-coins in $25 rolls. He uses them for tips, in a vain hope of introducing them into greater circulation.
                        Please let your buddy know that, while his intentions are noble, the vast majority of servers and bartenders really DON'T want those coins, as they are just, well, annoying to deal with.

                        That being said, a bartender I know DOES collect them. Whenever I get them, I make a point of recycling them as part of the next tip I leave him.

                        He appreciates that, and has promised to forward me any $2 bills he gets, as I collect those myself. But, naturally, I am in his bar far more than he is in mine.

                        "The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is
                        Still A Customer."

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                        • #13
                          Quoth Jester View Post
                          He appreciates that, and has promised to forward me any $2 bills he gets, as I collect those myself.
                          I collect those too!

                          An interesting thing I did notice while I was living in Florida, though: there seems to be quite a bit of those (as well as other stuff like Canadian change, and miscellaneous - I once found a silver Liberty Dime from the 1960s) floating around down there. Anybody have any ideas as to why that might be? (I can see why there'd be more Canadian currency: tourists. But the other stuff stumps me.)
                          ~~ Every politician that opens their mouth on birth control only proves that we need more of it. ~~

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                          • #14
                            Quoth Amethyst Hunter View Post
                            I collect those too!

                            An interesting thing I did notice while I was living in Florida, though: there seems to be quite a bit of those (as well as other stuff like Canadian change, and miscellaneous - I once found a silver Liberty Dime from the 1960s) floating around down there. Anybody have any ideas as to why that might be? (I can see why there'd be more Canadian currency: tourists. But the other stuff stumps me.)
                            I third the collecting of $2 bills. They're getting rare nowadays!

                            I think, the primary reason you're finding old coinage is the old people <.< I imagine that person has had that dime since it was minted. */riffing old folks*

                            My Grandpa has Buffalo (nickels?) a wooden nickel, and I think he has an actual mercury dime floating around somewhere...
                            Ma'am, I could care less about the time your precious Fifi found a baby squirrel and raised it as her own, I just want to know if you've ever been told you had diabeetus.

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                            • #15
                              Yay, I've got a Mercury Dime and Buffalo Nickel, too! Wee! Ahem, when I'd stop at the bank to get my paycheck I made it a habit to ask for whatever $2 bills they had and just spend them everywhere. Actually I used a $2 as tip ad an old dinner and when I went back there last I saw a $2 hanging on the wall; should've asked if it was the same one. >.>

                              Mom's got a very nice Canadian penny with King George V on it; amazing how detailed it still is.
                              "IT stands away, interrupting himself from the incessant hammering of the kittens…"

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