Everything about shitty people who come in as customers.
"I’m a cash member! HUR HUR HUR!"
"I’ve been shopping here since you guys opened but I’m not a member of your shitty club."
"I DON’T WANT THE GOVERNMENT TRACKING MY SPENDING!"
"Is it senior citizen discount day?!"
"I don’t want any!"
"NO and NO!"
"God damnit! Everywhere I go I get asked this and that and… blah blah blah.."
"Yes, here’s my card."
"No, but no thank you"
Carle Place, NY, USA
Customer: Excuse me, do you have any stairs I can use, because the escalator is not moving?
Me: You can use the escalator as stairs.
Customer: Oh OK, thanks!
A customer approaches my male coworker.
Customer: Where do you have shaving razors for women?
Coworker: *walks her over to area*
Customer: *looking at female electric razors* Which one of these works the best?
The customer that thinks there is some magical, Narnia like place called “the back” were we hoard stock instead of putting it on the shelf.
I stole this…
VIP only products.
Coworker: *finds random items in the line of shopping carts* WHO THE FUCK LEAVES THIS BEHIND IN THE SHOPPING CARTS. LAZY FUCKS.
When a coworker and I are discussing something important at work or I’m training a new employee, and a customer comes up and interrupts with “EXCUSE ME I NEED HELP. CAN ANYONE HERE HELP ME FIND COTTON BALLS?”