Inexplicably rude old man, too. I post this in the hope that someone may shed some light on why this man was so obnoxious. For clarity, where I work, we are told not to touch customer's credit/debit cards for reasons of security; ie, if their card is cloned, then they can't come back and blame us for it. It's a little silly, but hardly something to drop the dummy over.
I was working in the evening, and it was getting close to home time, so I was in quite a good mood... at least, til Rude Old Man (ROM) decided to patronise the petrol station. The following exchange took place when he came in to pay for his fuel.
Me: Hi, what pump are you on?
ROM: *mutter*
Me: Sorry, what pump was that?
ROM: Pump seven.
Me: That'll be twenty pounds. Do you have a store card?
ROM: *slams it down, doesn't speak*
Me: *swipes store card* Can you put your card in the machine, please?
ROM: *ignores me*
Me: *a little louder* Can you please put your card in the machine?
ROM: *picks up his card and shoves it in the machine* Useless bitch.
Me:
*says nothing*
ROM: *leaves once transaction is completed, says nothing*
Jeez, who pissed in his Weetabix this morning?
I was working in the evening, and it was getting close to home time, so I was in quite a good mood... at least, til Rude Old Man (ROM) decided to patronise the petrol station. The following exchange took place when he came in to pay for his fuel.
Me: Hi, what pump are you on?
ROM: *mutter*
Me: Sorry, what pump was that?
ROM: Pump seven.
Me: That'll be twenty pounds. Do you have a store card?
ROM: *slams it down, doesn't speak*
Me: *swipes store card* Can you put your card in the machine, please?
ROM: *ignores me*
Me: *a little louder* Can you please put your card in the machine?
ROM: *picks up his card and shoves it in the machine* Useless bitch.
Me:

ROM: *leaves once transaction is completed, says nothing*
Jeez, who pissed in his Weetabix this morning?

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