I suppose I should be thankful that I only had one memorable customer in my whole 7 hr shift today. yet, I'd rather have none. Anyway, so, I was doing my thing, y'know, ringing up customers, making sure none of them drove off with gas, the usual, when this gem of a cigarette customer came in. The cast:
CB: Cigarette B*tch...Aptly named, you'll see why.
ME: Your friendly c-store clerk who reallyreallyreally needs vacation like YESTERDAY!
CB: **comes up to the counter** Can I get Oldport shorts in a box?
ME: May I have your ID please? **goes to cig rack sees that we're out of Old port shorts**
CB: **says something about 100s**
ME: **thinking she said 100s were okay, grabs a box, starts to ring them up**
CB: **cat butt face** I don't DO 100s! I wanted shorts!
ME: I'm sorry. **goes back to rack, puts pack back** I thought you said 100s were okay.
CB: Excuse me?
ME: I thought you said 100s were okay. I'm sorry.
CB: I don't DO 100s. **huff** Just gimme a pack of Kewls.
ME: Alright then **grabs Kewls, goes and rings them up** Sorry about that. I misunderstood you.
CB: Yeah. I don't DO 100s. **pays** Thanks **grabs cigs and leaves**
Ohhh how I wish I could've replied with "And I don't DO snippy, conceited bitches. Sorry." I'm not exaggerating how many times she said it, either! When I related the story to my coworker, JP, later, he had the BEST retort: "Well apparently no one will DO you, either!"
I love JP! He makes work SO much more bearable! As for cigarette b*tch...I hope I don't see her again anytime soon! Ugh!
CB: Cigarette B*tch...Aptly named, you'll see why.
ME: Your friendly c-store clerk who reallyreallyreally needs vacation like YESTERDAY!
CB: **comes up to the counter** Can I get Oldport shorts in a box?
ME: May I have your ID please? **goes to cig rack sees that we're out of Old port shorts**
CB: **says something about 100s**
ME: **thinking she said 100s were okay, grabs a box, starts to ring them up**
CB: **cat butt face** I don't DO 100s! I wanted shorts!
ME: I'm sorry. **goes back to rack, puts pack back** I thought you said 100s were okay.
CB: Excuse me?
ME: I thought you said 100s were okay. I'm sorry.
CB: I don't DO 100s. **huff** Just gimme a pack of Kewls.
ME: Alright then **grabs Kewls, goes and rings them up** Sorry about that. I misunderstood you.
CB: Yeah. I don't DO 100s. **pays** Thanks **grabs cigs and leaves**
Ohhh how I wish I could've replied with "And I don't DO snippy, conceited bitches. Sorry." I'm not exaggerating how many times she said it, either! When I related the story to my coworker, JP, later, he had the BEST retort: "Well apparently no one will DO you, either!"

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