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Mr. Loud WASP
I could tell today would be an interesting day at Aid of Rite when less than one minute after I've punched in and am stocking the cigarettes when a Loud Guy (TM) goes in to my coworkers register and starts a loud conversation about family history. Of course, Mr. Loud Guy is of proud WASP stock and said coworker is a mix of French, English, German, so on. After hearing him rant on about the Hispanics, the Blacks and the Jews, he came out with this.
LG:"You! What's your last name?"
CW: "I'm a mixture of French, German, English-"
LG: "Oh, I HATE the Germanic Gods! Welp, then you have a nice day."
I mean...asking her her las name and then snarking about what gods her ancestors might have worshipped? WTF?
Mr. Cursing & Repeating
Had another semi regular customer in wandering around swearing to himself about the cops and his idiot neighbors calling the cops on him and how stupid they are, on and on. He came up to my register and repeated himself about his neighbors and how he lost his keys and asked if I knew the phone number of Popular Local Mexican Restaurant. He lost his keys there, y'know. They got good food but he lost his keys there. Say, have I ever eaten there? Would I know where they would keep his keys? Because he lost his keys there, y'know. They have good tacos, and he lost his keys there...
President Bush
A customer passed out in the bushes near the drivethrough of the pharmacy and I was chomping at the bit to go out and watch but was stuck at the register until another cashier came in. Finally, another cashier came in and I booked it to the pharmacy to watch the aftermath. Bush was up and wavering slightly, drunk and suffering the effects of heat exhaustion and had a nasty gash up his arm. I was surprised to see him, since he was a semi regular, but honestly.
Mr. 18 Packs
He whined at me and begged for discounts on his 18 packs of Bud Light because they were *gasp* warm! He wanted cold beer! *GASP* How dare we not have cold beer in overstock in the cooler! What poor customer service! I was going to tell him to grab ice and cool the beer down before he drinks it but realized it would be lost on his ranting. I stuck some of the warm beer in the cooler so I wouldn't have to listen to another whinefest by a different customer.
I could tell today would be an interesting day at Aid of Rite when less than one minute after I've punched in and am stocking the cigarettes when a Loud Guy (TM) goes in to my coworkers register and starts a loud conversation about family history. Of course, Mr. Loud Guy is of proud WASP stock and said coworker is a mix of French, English, German, so on. After hearing him rant on about the Hispanics, the Blacks and the Jews, he came out with this.
LG:"You! What's your last name?"
CW: "I'm a mixture of French, German, English-"
LG: "Oh, I HATE the Germanic Gods! Welp, then you have a nice day."
I mean...asking her her las name and then snarking about what gods her ancestors might have worshipped? WTF?
Mr. Cursing & Repeating
Had another semi regular customer in wandering around swearing to himself about the cops and his idiot neighbors calling the cops on him and how stupid they are, on and on. He came up to my register and repeated himself about his neighbors and how he lost his keys and asked if I knew the phone number of Popular Local Mexican Restaurant. He lost his keys there, y'know. They got good food but he lost his keys there. Say, have I ever eaten there? Would I know where they would keep his keys? Because he lost his keys there, y'know. They have good tacos, and he lost his keys there...
President Bush
A customer passed out in the bushes near the drivethrough of the pharmacy and I was chomping at the bit to go out and watch but was stuck at the register until another cashier came in. Finally, another cashier came in and I booked it to the pharmacy to watch the aftermath. Bush was up and wavering slightly, drunk and suffering the effects of heat exhaustion and had a nasty gash up his arm. I was surprised to see him, since he was a semi regular, but honestly.
Mr. 18 Packs
He whined at me and begged for discounts on his 18 packs of Bud Light because they were *gasp* warm! He wanted cold beer! *GASP* How dare we not have cold beer in overstock in the cooler! What poor customer service! I was going to tell him to grab ice and cool the beer down before he drinks it but realized it would be lost on his ranting. I stuck some of the warm beer in the cooler so I wouldn't have to listen to another whinefest by a different customer.