I Wasn't Even Supposed to BE Here Today. (Long)

[Gaki]

I was called in on my day off when most of this horribleness happened. The crackheads are out, beware. These past three days have been filled with so many people asking where things are (when they're standing right next to them) that my coworker stated today, "If there were a giant snake in here, everybody'd be dead." I concur.

Don't Say it If you Don't Want it.

SC: What kind of five dollar tickets do you have?
Me: 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, and 15.
SC: Okay, I'll have an 11...12...13...
Me: *tearing them off*
SC: WHAT ARE YOU DOOOOIIIIIINNNNG?!!?!?
Me: Um...taking them off?
SC: I ONLY WANTED THE FIRST ONE!!!
Me: ....... ooookaaayyyyy....right...five dollars then. Jesus...

Saying it Faster does NOT make me get it faster.

(I fully admit to being an ass about this one, cause I said everything uber slow.)

SC: I'dlikeapackofmarlboroultralightmentholsandapackof USAlightonehundreds!!!
Me: I ' m s o r r y, c o u l d y o u r e p e a t t h a t f o r m e ?
SC: (frustrated sigh) I'dlikeapackofmarlboroultralightmentholsandapackof USAlightonehundreds!
Me: O k a y. *meanders back to the cigarettes and takes my good ol' sweet time doing it.)
SC: Finally. Howmuch?
Me: $X X. X X.
SC: *pays and leaves, ranting about how slow I was to her daughter*

This is the Definition of Awkward.

Three old mexican ladies come into my store. They're polite and nice and whatever but they don't speak ANY English, as in no pleases, no thank you, NOTHING, LITERALLY NO ENGLISH. They go into the bathroom and there are two stalls, one is being used by one of them, another one was in the bigger stall and another is milling around the bathroom.

So when I walk in to actually use the restroom (not to fix anything) I walk in and stand out of the way but find that the one that was milling around is staring at me. And not just like looking at me, she's INTENSELY STARING AT ME.

She says something to the one in the larger stall and that one opens the door to the larger stall and kinda stands half in, half out of the stall, holding the door in her hands (it opens outward) and stares at me as well. So for about ten seconds all they do is stare at me until the one in the stall beckons for me to go into the stall. So, seeing nothing wrong with the stall or toilet, I ignore them, lock it, and go to the bathroom.

While I'm there, they leave. I'm still confused.

I'm About to Kill You, and You Laugh.

This guy didn't speak much English either but I'm not sure if that relevant, I was told by my coworkers that it was. He's by our little ticket checker that stands in front of this box we have for a raffle. You fill out your little raffle ticket, put it in the box, that has a big sign on it for what it's for, and they put them all together from the different stores and draw winners. The box is obvious. It is the almighty raffle box.

Me: You get lucky?
SC: Oh, got some winners, yes.
Me: Well good!
SC: Yes, this trashcan? *stuffs all his losing tickets into the almighty box.*
Me: What?! NO!!!
SC: Haha! *walks away*
Me: RRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAWWWWRRRR!!!

I had to take that damn box apart and take out about TWENTY losing tickets.

That's Nice.

This one took me off guard so I was a little rude.

SC: Hi, how are you?
Me: *scans stuff*
SC: I SAID "How ARE you?"
Me: That's nice. Most people aren't expecting an answer so I'm not expecting to give one.
SC: Well I want one.
Me: Then I'm a little annoyed.
SC: What?
Me: You asked how I was and I'm currently a little annoyed. Thank you, have a nice day.

Water RAGE.

SC: DOES ANYBODY KNOW WHERE I CAN GET SOME DAMN WATER?!
CW: I'm sorry?
SC: WATER!
CW: Um...well...
SC: GET ME SOME WAAAATTTTERRRR!!!
Me: CW, lowest bottom shelf in the milk cooler, gallons, blue cap. Is a gallon okay?
SC: Yes! That's FINE, goddamnit, you people can't even get me some fucking WATER.
Me: You're getting your water sir.
SC: What about ICE, what about a CUP OF ICE, you GET THAT FOR ME!
Me: I cannot leave from behind the counter, you can have any cup you want with however much ice you want for free.
SC: WHERE'S MY WATER!?
CW: *clunks down the gallon*
Me: Right here sir.
SC: THANK GOD.
Me: ...mhm. X.XX sir.

$500 Fiasco.

So my money order machine yesterday went on the fritz. It wouldn't print because of a faulty ink cartridge. No money orders that day, easy peasy right? Wrong. The Daily Number hit on triple 000s but unfortunately for us, we didn't know that.

So a lady comes in with this ticket and I don't even look at it because most of the time the online ones are only 1-8 dollar winners. Well, when this popped up for 500 dollars my heart nearly stopped in my chest and I gave a little gasp.

This lady thinks she's so smart, she smugly says, "Didn't know how much it was for, didja hunny! Hahahaha!"

I turn around with this HORRIFIED look on my face: x100 and I say to my CW who knows more about this, "A, I have a big ass problem. I got a 500 dollar winner and I can't print out any money orders."

SC: I don't want no money orders anyways, I just want the money.
Me: We don't carry this kind of money in the drawer, ma'am and store policy states, as you can see on the five signs around this register, that we can only give out 80 dollars in cash and the rest is required to be on a money order.
SC: Well isn't that just nice, well I'll take that then.
Me: That'd be really great if I could print out money orders.
SC: ....Excuse me?
Me: My money order machine doesn't work.
SC: ....Oh my god. Are you kidding me?
A: Jesus Christ...no we ain't kiddin' you, and I dunno what to tell you, you can get some slushies and food 'cause this is gonna take awhile.

So what happened was our off the clock store support went to another store to get an ink cartridge and figured out how to put it in but it was a bitch to get her on the phone and our manager didn't even answer his phone, so we had to call the on-call supervisor to figure something out because we couldn't see if there were any extra cartridges in OUR store.

The manager, who'd hit the ignore button the night earlier, this morning opened the LOTTERY drawer. Guess what was in it? Two more ink cartridges...OUR ink cartridges.

All in all this lady waited over 20 minutes for us to be able to print money orders but was rather understanding about it when she wasn't copping a 'tude. She actually admitted that she should have told us it was 500 dollars.

[jjllbb]

S*** always hits the fan when you come in on a day off or right before you're supposed to clock out. I wonder why that is? By the way i love the thread title.

[bsaana]

In this state, well at least 10 years ago when I was working at a store that sold lottery, anything $100 and up would ask you to verify you could pay it before completing. If you said NO to the machine it would cancel and they could take the ticket elsewhere or come back later in the day.

There is only 1 chain close by that does the money order thing. They will pay out up to $25 cash, anything higher would be a money order. Not sure if its the same for anywhere else in the state though.

[MoonCat]

Damn water...you could have made a cute play on words there. "Sorry, sir, we don't sell water from a dam. Is bottled water OK?" Seriously, he sounds like a total jerk.

[Willis]

I'm About to Kill You, and You Laugh.

This guy didn't speak much English either but I'm not sure if that relevant, I was told by my coworkers that it was. He's by our little ticket checker that stands in front of this box we have for a raffle. You fill out your little raffle ticket, put it in the box, that has a big sign on it for what it's for, and they put them all together from the different stores and draw winners. The box is obvious. It is the almighty raffle box.

Me: You get lucky?
SC: Oh, got some winners, yes.
Me: Well good!
SC: Yes, this trashcan? *stuffs all his losing tickets into the almighty box.*
Me: What?! NO!!!
SC: Haha! *walks away*
Me: RRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAWWWWRRRR!!!

I had to take that damn box apart and take out about TWENTY losing tickets.

This guy you should've jumped over the counter at and made him clean up.

That's Nice.

This one took me off guard so I was a little rude.

SC: Hi, how are you?
Me: *scans stuff*
SC: I SAID "How ARE you?"
Me: That's nice. Most people aren't expecting an answer so I'm not expecting to give one.
SC: Well I want one.
Me: Then I'm a little annoyed.
SC: What?
Me: You asked how I was and I'm currently a little annoyed. Thank you, have a nice day.

But this one doesn't seem anything like an SC at all.

[aurelemsrealm]

Saying it Faster does NOT make me get it faster.

(I fully admit to being an ass about this one, cause I said everything uber slow.)

SC: I'dlikeapackofmarlboroultralightmentholsandapackof USAlightonehundreds!!!
Me: I ' m s o r r y, c o u l d y o u r e p e a t t h a t f o r m e ?
SC: (frustrated sigh) I'dlikeapackofmarlboroultralightmentholsandapackof USAlightonehundreds!

I don't think you were an ass about this one. If they don't make it clear to me what they want, I just stand in place and look at them like they are stupid. I make them repeat the request until they either get a clue about how to properly communicate their request or get mad and leave. Either way, I could care less.

Water RAGE.

SC: DOES ANYBODY KNOW WHERE I CAN GET SOME DAMN WATER?!
CW: I'm sorry?
SC: WATER!
CW: Um...well...
SC: GET ME SOME WAAAATTTTERRRR!!!!

For all I care, people like that can get their water from a filthy toilet. All they'd get from me is told where the water is in the cooler. Beyond pointing you toward that direction, get it your damned self! It would not take much of the demanding attitude to get told where else you can go while getting your water.

$500 Fiasco.

So my money order machine yesterday went on the fritz. It wouldn't print because of a faulty ink cartridge. No money orders that day, easy peasy right? Wrong. The Daily Number hit on triple 000s but unfortunately for us, we didn't know that.

So a lady comes in with this ticket and I don't even look at it because most of the time the online ones are only 1-8 dollar winners. Well, when this popped up for 500 dollars my heart nearly stopped in my chest and I gave a little gasp.

I don't know if your lottery machines have an inquiry function, but Tennessee's Lottery terminals have an inquiry function. That way, I can check the ticket's winnings without actually cashing it. I always run the inquiry first since most people never bother giving me a warning if it does turn out to be a big winner. The inquiry takes a few minutes longer, but saves a lot of headaches if I don't have enough to pay out right away.

[Ironclad Alibi]

Is the thread title from somewhere specific? It sounds familiar. All I can come up with is this line from the Twilight Zone episode In Praise of Pip. (For the trivia buffs, this was the first dramatic (i.e. not a newscast) mention of the Vietnam War on TV.)

[Jay 2K Winger]

Is the thread title from somewhere specific? It sounds familiar. All I can come up with is this line from the Twilight Zone episode In Praise of Pip. (For the trivia buffs, this was the first dramatic (i.e. not a newscast) mention of the Vietnam War on TV.)

I dunno about that, but I always attribute it to "Clerks."

[Gaki]

But this one doesn't seem anything like an SC at all.

He was excessively rude. It was HOW he said it, not WHAT he said. When he said, "I SAID 'How ARE you?'" he spoke to me as though I was both 3 years old and deaf. And thus I responded as I did. It was quite insulting.

[MadMike]

He was excessively rude. It was HOW he said it, not WHAT he said. When he said, "I SAID 'How ARE you?'" he spoke to me as though I was both 3 years old and deaf. And thus I responded as I did. It was quite insulting.

Maybe the rest of us are missing something, but the way you described it, it sounds like he didn't get bent out of shape until after you ignored his greeting. We've all ranted about rude customers who ignore us when we greet them, and it sounds like that's what you did to the customer.