Bag Woman
SC is in her mid-to-late 50's and has a cart crammed to the top with stuff. She starts putting her order on the belt and the checker (teenage guy) tells me that she sent her granddaughter out to her car to get her reusable bags, 10 minutes ago. The line is already three deep and the lady is taking her sweet time unloading. All of a sudden she exclaims "The chicken! I forgot the chicken!" and the checker sends me to get her a BBQ rotisserie chicken, we've run out of that flavor. I go back and tell SC. She rolls her eyes, mumbles under her breath about someone taking the one she'd put in the back of the case and I end up bringing her a Lemon Pepper one.
When I get back, the granddaughter has brought the bags and the woman is yelling at my manager. From what I could tell, my manager had filled her cold bag with the cold stuff and since the woman had only two regular bags (one had produce and the other had bread) my manager went ahead and used the remaining cold bags for the cans. The woman by the way is acting like a spoiled two year old. Slamming her purse down and huffing the way a child will. She finishes the transaction and goes over to customer service with her granddaughter trying to avoid her fury (SC yells at her about something) and she continues her tantrum by yelling at the new customer service lady.
Homophobic Man in The Pink Shirt
This one happened a few years ago. At the time we had a checker named "Paul". Paul is in college for movie editing/filming (don't know the exact course name) and is a real nice guy. The SC in question is one of the more affluent customers that come to the store. He drives a sports car, has two kids in a $$$ private school, and wife that has sent a plastic surgeon on a vacation to Cancun.
Of course, he needs a carryout. From what I remember:
Man: Is that tall kid with the red hair a *homosexual slur*?
Me:
Paul, the guy who did your order?
Man: Yeah, him. He was talking about going to Hollywood and making movies. He talks and acts like a girl.
Me:Whats wrong with that?
Man: That's disgusting!

You're Killing the Planet!
Guy has an order that, from what I remember, consisted of a few cans, boxes and a cold item and raw bloody beef. I put the raw bloody beef in its on little bag and then put it in the bag with the cold item. Guy finishes his order and then walks away. Two minutes later I hear him ranting at a manager about how we're "killing the planet" by using so many bags.
SC is in her mid-to-late 50's and has a cart crammed to the top with stuff. She starts putting her order on the belt and the checker (teenage guy) tells me that she sent her granddaughter out to her car to get her reusable bags, 10 minutes ago. The line is already three deep and the lady is taking her sweet time unloading. All of a sudden she exclaims "The chicken! I forgot the chicken!" and the checker sends me to get her a BBQ rotisserie chicken, we've run out of that flavor. I go back and tell SC. She rolls her eyes, mumbles under her breath about someone taking the one she'd put in the back of the case and I end up bringing her a Lemon Pepper one.
When I get back, the granddaughter has brought the bags and the woman is yelling at my manager. From what I could tell, my manager had filled her cold bag with the cold stuff and since the woman had only two regular bags (one had produce and the other had bread) my manager went ahead and used the remaining cold bags for the cans. The woman by the way is acting like a spoiled two year old. Slamming her purse down and huffing the way a child will. She finishes the transaction and goes over to customer service with her granddaughter trying to avoid her fury (SC yells at her about something) and she continues her tantrum by yelling at the new customer service lady.
Homophobic Man in The Pink Shirt
This one happened a few years ago. At the time we had a checker named "Paul". Paul is in college for movie editing/filming (don't know the exact course name) and is a real nice guy. The SC in question is one of the more affluent customers that come to the store. He drives a sports car, has two kids in a $$$ private school, and wife that has sent a plastic surgeon on a vacation to Cancun.
Of course, he needs a carryout. From what I remember:
Man: Is that tall kid with the red hair a *homosexual slur*?
Me:

Man: Yeah, him. He was talking about going to Hollywood and making movies. He talks and acts like a girl.
Me:Whats wrong with that?
Man: That's disgusting!


You're Killing the Planet!
Guy has an order that, from what I remember, consisted of a few cans, boxes and a cold item and raw bloody beef. I put the raw bloody beef in its on little bag and then put it in the bag with the cold item. Guy finishes his order and then walks away. Two minutes later I hear him ranting at a manager about how we're "killing the planet" by using so many bags.
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