I'm not sure if this really qualifies as a SUCKY customer per say, but this is the best place to put it I suppose. If any moderators disagree, you can move it where it would best fit and I apologize.
So this old guy walks up to a register, probably about 60s or 70s. It's been a slow day, nobody else in line.
C: Cashier
Me: That 16 year old bagger kid
OG: Old Guy
C: How may I help you?
OG: Grash Megeifs Ghgadffg Nershnaff
Ok, so I jsut hit a bunch of random keys, but I swear that's what it sounded like! He wasn't mumbling, he was speaking quite loudly in a deep, throaty voice, but he wasn't actually speaking WORDS! I mean, it wasn't another language or anything, it was just total gibberish. Hitting a bunch of random keys is the best way to describe it honestly.
C: Ummm, could you repeat that sir?
OG: *louder, with more emphasis* GRASH Megeifs Ghgadffg NERSHNAFF
C: Ummmm
OG: Grrrrr...Mefghs Shur Clifed Hordish
Me: ...........I'm gonna go get the floor supervisor
So finally, with the floor supervisor and, after about 15 minutes, many other people joining us, we finally, FINALLY deciphered what he was trying to say. He was asking for some obscure brand of cigarrettes hidden away in a corner of the cigg cabinet. It was like playing freakin charades to figure it out. I feel bad for talking like this, since it probably wasn't his fault, but he was being kind of rude about it throughout the whole thing, and it was very frustrating (and more than a little funny).
Sorry if I annoyed anybody with the random letters mashed together to form the guy's words, but that really IS the best I could do to describe it! But I do apologize if anybody really did find that annoying. I found it annoyign to read it myself, and I'm the one who typed it
In other news, my new favourite word is now officially "Nershnaff"
So this old guy walks up to a register, probably about 60s or 70s. It's been a slow day, nobody else in line.
C: Cashier
Me: That 16 year old bagger kid
OG: Old Guy
C: How may I help you?
OG: Grash Megeifs Ghgadffg Nershnaff
Ok, so I jsut hit a bunch of random keys, but I swear that's what it sounded like! He wasn't mumbling, he was speaking quite loudly in a deep, throaty voice, but he wasn't actually speaking WORDS! I mean, it wasn't another language or anything, it was just total gibberish. Hitting a bunch of random keys is the best way to describe it honestly.
C: Ummm, could you repeat that sir?
OG: *louder, with more emphasis* GRASH Megeifs Ghgadffg NERSHNAFF
C: Ummmm
OG: Grrrrr...Mefghs Shur Clifed Hordish
Me: ...........I'm gonna go get the floor supervisor
So finally, with the floor supervisor and, after about 15 minutes, many other people joining us, we finally, FINALLY deciphered what he was trying to say. He was asking for some obscure brand of cigarrettes hidden away in a corner of the cigg cabinet. It was like playing freakin charades to figure it out. I feel bad for talking like this, since it probably wasn't his fault, but he was being kind of rude about it throughout the whole thing, and it was very frustrating (and more than a little funny).
Sorry if I annoyed anybody with the random letters mashed together to form the guy's words, but that really IS the best I could do to describe it! But I do apologize if anybody really did find that annoying. I found it annoyign to read it myself, and I'm the one who typed it
In other news, my new favourite word is now officially "Nershnaff"
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