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So this is just a few of the SC I've had over the years.
All are from my current job.
Douchebag #1
So the other day I'm at my register (and we're understaffed like usual) and I'm starting to get a line.
The first 3 people in line are Wheelchair Lady, Nice Lady, and Douchebag.
Wheelchair lady has two orders, one of which included the two one gallon jugs of water in her reuseable shopping bag attached to the handles on the back of her wheelchair. Which means I have to lean over the counter and grab one of them to ring them up. Normally this isn't a big deal but I did have a line forming.
As I'm trying to helping Wheelchair Lady I turn and address Nice Lady informing her that if she doesn't want to continue holding her basket she can put it on the counter. And I don't realize Wheelchair Lady is holding out her money and Douchebag pipes up "Take her money!" obviously pissed.
I finish Wheelchair Lady's order and she thinks she should have gotten a dollar off of something and I suggest she go over to the returns register and I tell her I'll get a manager to meet her over there.
Now I ring up Nice Lady's items and ask if she wants a bag (I ask everyone that. Whether they have 1 item or 10. It's leftover from working at the two grocery stores). Since she has like 4 or 5 items she says she would and Douchebag decides to comment on my question with a smartass comment (don't remember cause I really was trying to ignore his rudeness otherwise I'd be a smartass to him myself).
Luckily one of my CW came up to the other register and Douchebag was her first customer.
Douchbag #2
Later that same day:
In come a group of people, a gentlemen asks me if we sell a particular type of cigarillos in singles. I hunt and look and can't find any in singles but we sell 5 packs and let him know he can ask my manager. Manager says if we sell them in singles that's cool but he can't break a pack. Guy says that's ok he'll just get them later or somewhere else.
When his wife/girlfriend makes her purchases she decides to get the 5 pack and they leave.
A few minutes later the gentleman comes back in asking for matches. When both my manager and I informed him we don't have matches he got mad and asked for a $1.00 Bic lighter. Then I informed him that the cheapest Bic lighter was $1.99 +tax he went off on me. His total was $2.11 and he refused to give me the 11 cents ranting that as a taxpayer he should be able to get matches for free or not have to pay the taxes on him 2 dollar lighter. Gah.
Bonus craziness:
The drugstore I work at locks up the higher price items and many items that are at a high risk of being stolen. So if a customer wants something in these locked up areas they have to get a service clerk to unlock it. Therefore we have little buttons through out the store by the locked up products that customers can push and will make an announcement until an employ comes by to help the customer.
Well we have the occasional parent that will go around the store with their child trailing along and as the child passes the announcement buttons, they will press every single one. So we have to go all over the store to shut these announcements up.
I have more stories from the grocery stores then anything else. I'll post them eventually.
All are from my current job.
Douchebag #1
So the other day I'm at my register (and we're understaffed like usual) and I'm starting to get a line.
The first 3 people in line are Wheelchair Lady, Nice Lady, and Douchebag.
Wheelchair lady has two orders, one of which included the two one gallon jugs of water in her reuseable shopping bag attached to the handles on the back of her wheelchair. Which means I have to lean over the counter and grab one of them to ring them up. Normally this isn't a big deal but I did have a line forming.
As I'm trying to helping Wheelchair Lady I turn and address Nice Lady informing her that if she doesn't want to continue holding her basket she can put it on the counter. And I don't realize Wheelchair Lady is holding out her money and Douchebag pipes up "Take her money!" obviously pissed.
I finish Wheelchair Lady's order and she thinks she should have gotten a dollar off of something and I suggest she go over to the returns register and I tell her I'll get a manager to meet her over there.
Now I ring up Nice Lady's items and ask if she wants a bag (I ask everyone that. Whether they have 1 item or 10. It's leftover from working at the two grocery stores). Since she has like 4 or 5 items she says she would and Douchebag decides to comment on my question with a smartass comment (don't remember cause I really was trying to ignore his rudeness otherwise I'd be a smartass to him myself).
Luckily one of my CW came up to the other register and Douchebag was her first customer.
Douchbag #2
Later that same day:
In come a group of people, a gentlemen asks me if we sell a particular type of cigarillos in singles. I hunt and look and can't find any in singles but we sell 5 packs and let him know he can ask my manager. Manager says if we sell them in singles that's cool but he can't break a pack. Guy says that's ok he'll just get them later or somewhere else.
When his wife/girlfriend makes her purchases she decides to get the 5 pack and they leave.
A few minutes later the gentleman comes back in asking for matches. When both my manager and I informed him we don't have matches he got mad and asked for a $1.00 Bic lighter. Then I informed him that the cheapest Bic lighter was $1.99 +tax he went off on me. His total was $2.11 and he refused to give me the 11 cents ranting that as a taxpayer he should be able to get matches for free or not have to pay the taxes on him 2 dollar lighter. Gah.
Bonus craziness:
The drugstore I work at locks up the higher price items and many items that are at a high risk of being stolen. So if a customer wants something in these locked up areas they have to get a service clerk to unlock it. Therefore we have little buttons through out the store by the locked up products that customers can push and will make an announcement until an employ comes by to help the customer.
Well we have the occasional parent that will go around the store with their child trailing along and as the child passes the announcement buttons, they will press every single one. So we have to go all over the store to shut these announcements up.
I have more stories from the grocery stores then anything else. I'll post them eventually.
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