Employees of All Stores - Post your stupid customer stories - Part II-

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This happened last year, but is still really weird.

I work at a bank and we can also send western unions (Fast money transfers for those who don't know). Well this older man came up wanting to send one to india I think, some east asian country, anyways with western union there's an option to have a phone call notice and delivery of the check to an address. As I'm filling out the information, I guess to dial India, there's like 15 numbers, but the computer only lets me put in 10. So I ask him if there's any way that the phone number could be different. He says that's how he dials it from here and just to put anything in. So about this point, I figure something is going to go wrong and he'll probably end up blaming me for it. He also wants the check delivered... and in the address, the thing won't even fit in the freakin' spot for it. the city is like 5 words long, the address won't fit, and I tell him that. But he's insistent that this can be sent, so I do it the best that I can and send it off. Well, I think it was a week later, and I come into work and my co-workers are all makin fun of me, and tell me that this guy came back and was mad as hell and apparently said, that I sent it wrong on purpose because I'm racist and hate the fact that white men are sending money to asian women, and how I want all the asian women for myself. I had a good laugh, but man I was glad I wasn't there when he was. freakin' ignorant people in the world.
 
I was working in Gift Wrap at Penney's. A woman came up and asked me to wrap a sweater, so I replied, "No problem. That will cost $4.00." The woman replied, "I know that. What? You think I can't afford to pay? Could it be because I'm black? And you're prejudiced?"

Boy, that made me soooo mad. I am not racist in any way, shape, or form. It's just color of the skin..... I could care less. In fact, I *prefer* a darker color (like Indians or Asians) and wish I had that nice natural tan.




So she went on-and-on-and-on, and even though I assured her I meant absolutely no offense, and I apologize, she wouldn't shut up. She was disrupting the store & causing a scene.

Finally I got fed up. I apologized but she refused the apology, so I called security. As she was being escorted out the door, I handed her the gift-wrapped present, and said, "No charge for po' black fok,' and laughed.

troy
 
It was a pretty typical Saturday today at work yesterday, busy and I had a ton of stuff to do. At about 6:30 or so, in comes a woman with her son. She looks really redneck, wearing what looks to be like a jean tanktop, something that she shouldn't have been wearing. While talking to her son about getting a game, she turns around and my manager types on the computer screen "Look at her right shoulder."

I look and there is a tattoo of Wild Turkey, the whiskey. I then look at her left shoulder and notice the tattoo there, it's of the Nazi SS symbol.

I mention it to my manager and he goes "Oh damn, didn't notice that."

I then go in the back to grab a couple toys for a customer when my manager pops his head in and says "You should hear this, she's bitching about her son wanting a black GBA SP."

Later on I asked exactly what happened:

Turns out that the son wanted to get a GBA SP so my manager went to show them which ones we had. He said that we had Silver, Black and Red. So the kid thinks for a bit and goes "I want a black one."

Right away the mom goes "NO! GET HIM A RED ONE!"

"I want a black one, they look good."
"GET A RED ONE!"
"But a black one will show scratches less."
"FINE FINE GET IT!"

I can only imagine her getting mad at her son and start to beat on the SP yelling slurs at it.
 
today some idiot lady picked up a used midnight club 3 for xbox marked as 44.99 and 40.49 for our club members(if your familiar with gc you know how big the yellow sticker says MVP CLUB). she slams it on the counter w/o saying a word. first of all i want to kill anyone that walks in and doesnt acknowledge youre there. i begin to ring up the game and state the price after tax....like 47 bucks. she flips out and starts yelling at me that she is a member. i ask for her number..no record. ask for the name....no record. tells me im not doing it right and asks for the manager whos wasnt there. i explain i am the assistant and im well aware of how to perform my job. she runs over to hollywood video next door(were linked) and gets an employee there to pull up her account. okay so now i explain we are a different store. she gets upset and throws the box in the gamecube section. another thing i hate. just when i thought it was over she gets even more furious that hollywood has it for 5 bucks(rental fee). i dont reply and walk away.
yeah we frequently get dumb customers at gamecrazy since we are located in a part of town full of idiots on welfare.....in fact every 1st of the month is welfare day. ooooh and customers trying to use access cards to buy games.......classic. we have e peep hole in our xbox section that lets us watch idiots from front row seats. to many stories to list. well see what happens tomorrow
 
[quote name='vietgurl']When I told my boss the next day, he told me that he thinks that people tend to be meaner towards me because I appear to be more vulnerable so they end up targetting me. Everyone at my store has commented in some way or another on how pissed customers seem to zero in on me even with my other coworkers there. Or maybe I need to start working in a nicer area, lol.

Why can't we all just be nice[/QUOTE]

It can't be a girl thing, people tend to be nicer towards me then other staff, even though I look more 'vunerable' physically, (well~ that doesn't apply to knive-weilding indivuals, but rude customers, I tend to set off guard by being over-attentive and "mothery" lol). I think it has more to do with the way you carry yourself then your appearance..er, well I guess that's the same thing. How in charge you look. If you look like someone they can intimidate or not into getting whatever they want.

This guy pissed me off today because he comes in with $100 bill in his hand, grabs a bag of twizzlers and RIPS IT OPEN WITH HIS TEETH. I immediately call him to my register (I was walking up from the back yelling at..ahem, greeting him..because he had walked in like that and started to open the bag). I was sooooo pissed, there's a cell phone store next door and people are Constantly trying to break their large bills in our store, and we just can't handle doing that for everyone, particularly at 11 o'clock in the morning, so we never give change to anyone who asks. Apparently he thought he'd found this great way to trick us into having to give him change for his $100. :bomb: So I had to use money from both registers and break his bill, plus he's eating the twizzlers before he's even paid...I wasn't going to waste the time I had to spend counting out his change for nothing, so I went off on him as best I could in front of other customers. "What is this? What were you going to do if I didn't have change for you?...OOh, No, you weren't even going to give me that option were you??" I stopped and looked him straigt in the eyes before I handed him his change and said "Never do that again." He was trying to play it off all jovial and offered me some twizzlers and I was like completely deadpan, "No, no thank you, have a nice day."

I swear it's like a never ending battle with the stupid sprint store next door...*GRR* there's a BANK right around the corner and an ATM six more stores down. But the sprint store only accepts exact change so we get stuck with people wanting to buy .99 psp cloths to break their hundred when we haven't even been open an hour and a lot of our buissness is people trading in stuff. :roll: Then they get all pissed because I literally don't have change for them.
If he ever does come back and do that again I'm going to grab and buy the one he opens out of my own pocket and ban him from my store. Maybe it's just me, but I have a Big pet peeve about people opening things, particularly FOOD, before they pay for it.
 
Another day at the ol' GS:

There's a kid BEATING THE fuck out of the Gamecube bongos.
Woman at the cash wrap turns to the well-worn employees and says...

"I don't know how you guys stand that."

Five minutes later, she grabs her kid from the bongos and leaves.
 
[quote name='Darkside Hazuki']Another day at the ol' GS:

There's a kid BEATING THE fuck out of the Gamecube bongos.
Woman at the cash wrap turns to the well-worn employees and says...

"I don't know how you guys stand that."

Five minutes later, she grabs her kid from the bongos and leaves.[/QUOTE]

That happens at least half the time when people come in.

Child comes in: "OOH BONGOS!" *BAM BAM BAM...*

Idiot teenager comes in (not saying all teens do this): "Huhu! Look at the bongos guys! *Makes self look like a jackass*

Adult comes in: "Woah, bongo game?" *BAM BAM BAM!*

I don't know how many times I've asked people to not pound on those, and a couple of times I've had to literally turn off the system while a person was playing the bongos... scratch that, kicking the shit out of the bongos.

We changed the game from the demo to something else because of it.
 
[quote name='Kuros']That happens at least half the time when people come in.

Idiot teenager comes in (not saying all teens do this): "Huhu! Look at the bongos guys! *Makes self look like a jackass*

[/QUOTE]

Ugh, this happens SO many times...
 
One hectic day at the ol' E.B. (read: right in the middle of fucking Christmas) a lady walks up to the counter with a flight yoke. I prepare to ring it up, and notice that one of my brilliant employees has left a 1 out of the price. (Damn you, DOWNEY!) The sticker should read $119.99. I calmly explain that the price sticker is in error, which leads to my favorite customer fallacy: "You have to give it to me for what it's marked at."
I then point to the other SIX yokes in the stack, all priced correctly.

*edited for time and content*

I finally convince this woman that there is absolutely NO WAY she is getting a $100 discount on this flight yoke. We "compromise", she takes a 50% discount and leaves.

Then...

Walks back in five minutes later and asks "What is this thing for anyway?"

:bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb::bomb:
 
Phone rings...
"GS __, where we buy and sell used games, this is __, how can I help-?"
"Yeah, how much do you pay for *slightly garbled* robot?"
"for...what is it called again?"
"Robot."
"Is that a...what system is that for?"
"no..it's, it's, It's not for a system!"
"It's a game?"
"..yes..no...how much do you pay for it?...*garbled* robot?"
"I'm sorry I can't understand what you're saying, what is it you're trying to sell?"
"A Robot! like...a-a-a robot, a mechanical robot."
"Oh. No, we don't buy robots..."

Yes, I let this one go and explained for him exactly what we do take as trade ins, because he sounded like a very very young kid, but two minutes later he calls back and asks how much we give for GTA:SA. :roll:

The kicker is a guy who was looking through the GI and asking about the new systems, I told him when the 360 was out, and he asked when the PS3 was going to come out, and I told him, "Spring of next year".

literally, he goes...
"Spring...is that before summer?"

:whistle2:s

"Yes. Yes it is."

me outside: :cool:
me inside: :rofl:

I was fine except then the phone rang and I answered it and happened to look over at my boss who was down on the floor trying to cover his laughter- so I answered the phone like this: "Thanks for calling Gamestop __, where we buy and sell used --- *SNORT* -- *ahem* *cough* sorry, how may I help you?..."
bwahaha, thankfully the phone was for him and I quickly found something to take into the backroom so I could properly burst out in laughter away from the guy...

I get that public schools suck and sometimes I have to explain what 10% off means or why tax is more then the sticker price, but *seasons?* c'mon now people... there's only, like, four of them... :lol: :lol: :lol:

~
 
i went to frys yesterday to buy some new comptuer speakers and this old lady, probably 50s or 60s was complaining to the clerk and manager how she cant find anything because "this store is full of crap, ailes and ailes of crap" i was like ha ha h ah ha, shes not a nerd
 
I'm happy now, we don't have the Gamecube kiosk disk in the Gamecube now. No more people banging on the damned bongos.
 
[quote name='tauruskatt']
I get that public schools suck and sometimes I have to explain what 10% off means or why tax is more then the sticker price, but *seasons?* c'mon now people... there's only, like, four of them... :lol: :lol: :lol: [/QUOTE]

I used to know a guy who once asked me, at about 6 pm, in the winter (so it's dark out), if it was 2:00 clock in the afternoon yet. I kid you not. :lol:
 
Not really a story, but at my store, we have this one kid who comes in often because his mom works at the hairdresser place nearby. Normally we could just kick kids like him out, since we aren't a babysitter, but he's cool. His name is Wayland, so instead we call him Smithers. Him, my co-worker and I were challenging each other at Burnout 3 road rage mode today. :)
 
Ok this is what happened to me today

I work at a local Gamecrazy, but the story doesn't take place there cause I was off today....

But nearby is a wal-mart I go to on ocassion, I went there with my mom cause she asked me, anyway I separate from her and visit the electronics section and start browsing through the mp3 players, a woman about 40-ish comes up and says "Excuse me" I pass it off cause I don't work there and continue browsing, over the next few minutes she keeps yelling "Excuse Me!" I finally turn around and say "Lady, does it LOOK like I work here?!"

I was wearing a custom made FLCL shirt, looks nothing like what wal-mart employees wear, even the back looks nothing like it, which was the way I was facing her

Needless to say, she blushed and turned around to find someone else........
 
[quote name='Shinkuu Ryao']Ok this is what happened to me today

I work at a local Gamecrazy, but the story doesn't take place there cause I was off today....

But nearby is a wal-mart I go to on ocassion, I went there with my mom cause she asked me, anyway I separate from her and visit the electronics section and start browsing through the mp3 players, a woman about 40-ish comes up and says "Excuse me" I pass it off cause I don't work there and continue browsing, over the next few minutes she keeps yelling "Excuse Me!" I finally turn around and say "Lady, does it LOOK like I work here?!"

I was wearing a custom made FLCL shirt, looks nothing like what wal-mart employees wear, even the back looks nothing like it, which was the way I was facing her

Needless to say, she blushed and turned around to find someone else........[/QUOTE]

Eh, I would have pointed her in the wrong direction.
 
Reality's Fringe]Something that I found funny for some reason raised a good "Question of the day": Why is it that girls think men don't know that they defecate? I just got a call from a girl living in one of our University's rental properties that went like this: "Hello said:
have[/i] to ask this, but it helps our plumbers to know if it's something as simple as hair, or as complicated as a bunch of pingpong balls and sweatbands...don't ask)
"*sounds horrified*No!"
"*me trying not to laugh* Ok, I'll page a plumber and get him over there."
"*pause*Alright, uhm, I have to go out, but he can just let himself in. Is that ok?"
"Sure"
"*pause*Thanks."

Like I think that women are not capable of destroying some indoor plumbing. Give me a break. Just have the decency to tell me you clogged it with your huge, disgusting, un-ladylike shitballs. That call took longer than it should have as all I needed was "This is *name* at *address*, my toilet is clogged". I work at a place that handles all kinds of bizzare cleaning/repair. I've seen and heard a lot worse because, as many of you know, college students are a gross bunch.
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Just reading through, but this is the funniest story thus far. Hilarious...

[quote name='salsa_shark']I got a call last week

ME: Thank you for calling GameStop, where we buy and sell used games, this is Ryan, how can I help you ?

PERSON: I need something settled, I had no idea who to call

*voice in background : come on man this is stupid !!*

ME: Okay, I'll do my best, what's the problem ?

PERSON : Which was released first, *yelling in background* Shut up G !!! ..Which was released first, ps2 or gamecube ?

ME: ps2

PERSON : Yes ! I knew it ! (to the person in background:You owe me twenty dollars Bish !

*voice in background: Bullshit ! Bullshit ! Whatever I'm not giving you twenty..*

***CLICK**

A bet gone wrong.

lol.[/QUOTE]

This one is pretty fucking funny too
 
[quote name='sackz23']Anything new happen this weekend?? I need more stories!![/QUOTE]

Okay. Here's one for ya. Phone conversation.

Me "blah...how can I help you?"
Dumbass "how much is Conker?"
Me "It's 49.99, less if you trade in your old games..."
Dumbass "How many do you have?"
Me "I have plenty in stock; come on down."
Dumbass "No, I don't want it."
Me "Anything else?"
Dumbass "No."
Me CLICK

Thanks for wasting my time I don't have anything else to do.
 
Here's something from a friend of mine that works at Wal-Mart:

Here's an entertaining story of a dumb-assed customer: She comes up to me with one of those hard plastic slips for an over-the-counter drug you get at the pharmacy. I just look at it dumbfounded and say "Umm, do you have an actual product for me to scan?" She says "Oh, you want me to get the product" I tell her yes. Instead she goes and grabs the entire box of those same goddamn slips. I had to restrain myself from going off, and instead calmly tell her that there is nothing to scan on these slips and therefore I can't do anything for her. She asks me to get a supervisor to help her. I tell her okay and switch on my light. Glancing over I notice the one supervisor there is surrounded by about six cashiers with questions and I know it'll probably be a good 15-25 minutes before she even notices me. I tell her that it would be best if she just goes to the supervisor herself and tells her the problem. She gets all obnoxious and accuses me of trying to make her do my job and storms out claiming that the situation is ridiculous.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fucking idiots! If the fucking pharmacy is closed obviously you cannot get the product that can only be purchased at the pharmacy.

But perhaps the stupidest question I've ever been asked was someone using the credit card machine ... "Do I press English?" ... do I need to say anything else?
 
I went into a local EB today and a kid was standing playing the PS2, and he HISSED at me. Like a cat. WTF! I said 'Don't hiss at me or I will take your shiney red bike outside and run it right into the street you little shit'. He didn't say another word.

Then I walked over to the book store and was looking for a copy of Superstud - Or how I became a 24 year old virigin, when 2 12/14 boys were crying because there dad went next door to get something and left them all alone. WTF.
 
Ok...Can't remember if Ive told thisone before...

Back when I ran my store, I would fixused PS2s. I would get maybe 3-4 a week come in with the dreaded DRE, or the disc tray would get stuck. For a $20 fee, I would fix it....
One time I opened up a PS2, and a few roaches crawled out. Disgusting. How do they even get in there?

Another time I had a person bring in his PS2 because a DVD was stuck in it. He said he would sell the whole PS2 for $10 to me. Of course I did this deal because it was such an awesome price. So I open up the PS2...and guess what I find in the DVD drive? "Blow**b Sluts 2". Guess he didn't want it back because he knew what was in it, lol.

I had a a crazy lady I called 'Gimme'. Everytime she came in, she wanted something for free. Lets do a little background info on this lady. Her son was a huge nerd. Like total geek. He would come in 2-3 times a week and ask tons of questions about games, and really only ever bought Yu-gi-oh cards. When he did buy games, they were new titles coming out they have low print runs (Metal Slug 3, RPGS etc). He never pre-ordered. Everytime I told him too, he never did. Everytime the game he wanted came out, we were always sold out. His mother did not like that. She became 'Gimme'.

Gimme would often come in with her son, and sometime by herself. She would see signs like "Free shirt with pre-order for Zelda" and of course, she said 'I want it, but I don't want to pre-order'. Everyday, never fails. Sometimes she would just take stuff and leave. A phone call to the cops stopped her. She even got mad we 'charged more' then Wal-Mart. I kid you not this is what she did.

Bought a strategy guide from us for $14.99. Saw it at Wal-Mart for $14.88. Would purchase it from Wal-Mart, bring the recipt to her, I would refund her .11 cents, then she would return the guide back to Wal-Mart. All this for .11. WTF.
 
[quote name='gizmogc']I said 'Don't hiss at me or I will take your shiney red bike outside and run it right into the street you little shit'. He didn't say another word.[/QUOTE]

I know both you and I can be a dick on this board, but I seriously doubt you said that to a kid.

Bought a strategy guide from us for $14.99. Saw it at Wal-Mart for $14.88. Would purchase it from Wal-Mart, bring the recipt to her, I would refund her .11 cents, then she would return the guide back to Wal-Mart. All this for .11. WTF.
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Cheapy's mom? We all know how much Cheapy likes to save some money, he probably taught his mom the ways :)
 
[quote name='Scorch']I know both you and I can be a dick on this board, but I seriously doubt you said that to a kid.



Cheapy's mom? We all know how much Cheapy likes to save some money, he probably taught his mom the ways :)[/QUOTE]

No, I really said it. The guys at the store laughed pretty damn hard to. Then the kid has to ask a stupid question "Oh PSP is $200 now?" when it says "PRE-OWNED $200". The guy says, "read the entire description" and the kid goes "too many words". Granted, he was 15, so I can see how PRE-OWNED is pretty tough to decipher.

Scorch, when I had my store, I had fun with the kids (Not Michael Jackson fun). I would turn off the TVs, the system, speak in accents, dance, sing...Yeah, it was fun.

P.S. How is your bladder problem? Hopefully its not hurting anymore...It sucks.
 
The meat and 2 veg are alright, check the last page of my thread.

Haha, I can't believe you done that to the kid. I would've loved nothing more than to have a remote that turned off the Gamecube when some unresponsible parent's three year old kid walks over and starts BEATING on the bongos.
 
This one time, this guy walked in to the target I worked at and came over to my department (which was electronics at the time). He started asking me why the Atari Jaguar wasnt showcased in the front.

I was like, "sir...it's 2003. The Jaguar was discontinued years ago." He kept saying "no, no it wasnt"...I was like "yes it was". So he got in my face and said "You think you're so cool in your stylish red target shirt, and your kakis with your stupid gold chains...where the fuck is the ATARI JAGUAR SECTION.

Now that shit hit me like a ton a bricks. It wasnt because he was in my face, or that he was annoying...its that he talked shit about my Gold. You see, when I was young, all I ever wanted was to be like Mr. T. Now I'm a 5'2, skinny white man from rhode island.... but my chains are "epic", I have like 260 chains on at anytime....

I said, "I know you didnt talk shit about my bling!", he he did the worst... he said "F' you Wigger..."

I lost it...I looked over to my manager and said....

"Hold my Gold, I'm going old school on the MOTHER fuckER!"

I went over to the clock, and clocked out. It took me about 20 mins to take all my chains off.

I ran charging for him and took him by surprise because he was half asleep waiting for me to take all my chains off...I tackled him to the ground and started beating furosiously into his face and then I took a bite out of his cheek (because no matter how much plastic surgery you get you'll always look deformed after getting a cheek bit off)

The some stupid bitch ran up screaming and yelling "get off my son, you sick freak!!" and I rolled to the side, off of him and the guy who talked shit was standing in front of me walking towards the door... I was like "Thats wierd cause I just bit his cheek off..." But sure enough, he cloned himself instantly and super healed himself or something and he was boltin of the door.

I saw that I had his ass runnin scared...cause he saw what I did to his clone. So he bolted out the door and stopped cause a car passed him and I tackled him so hard he flew into the oncoming car. I started slamming his head into the hood of this stopped car and the security guard came over and started spraying mace everywhere...

I was like "Mace just makes me stronger!!" and I beat the man to death, and then beat the security guard to death and then the guy in the car.

The End.
 
[quote name='Mookyjooky']This one time, this guy walked in to the target I worked at and came over to my department (which was electronics at the time). He started asking me why the Atari Jaguar wasnt showcased in the front.

I was like, "sir...it's 2003. The Jaguar was discontinued years ago." He kept saying "no, no it wasnt"...I was like "yes it was". So he got in my face and said "You think you're so cool in your stylish red target shirt, and your kakis with your stupid gold chains...where the fuck is the ATARI JAGUAR SECTION.

Now that shit hit me like a ton a bricks. It wasnt because he was in my face, or that he was annoying...its that he talked shit about my Gold. You see, when I was young, all I ever wanted was to be like Mr. T. Now I'm a 5'2, skinny white man from rhode island.... but my chains are "epic", I have like 260 chains on at anytime....

I said, "I know you didnt talk shit about my bling!", he he did the worst... he said "F' you Wigger..."

I lost it...I looked over to my manager and said....

"Hold my Gold, I'm going old school on the MOTHER fuckER!"

I went over to the clock, and clocked out. It took me about 20 mins to take all my chains off.

I ran charging for him and took him by surprise because he was half asleep waiting for me to take all my chains off...I tackled him to the ground and started beating furosiously into his face and then I took a bite out of his cheek (because no matter how much plastic surgery you get you'll always look deformed after getting a cheek bit off)

The some stupid bitch ran up screaming and yelling "get off my son, you sick freak!!" and I rolled to the side, off of him and the guy who talked shit was standing in front of me walking towards the door... I was like "Thats wierd cause I just bit his cheek off..." But sure enough, he cloned himself instantly and super healed himself or something and he was boltin of the door.

I saw that I had his ass runnin scared...cause he saw what I did to his clone. So he bolted out the door and stopped cause a car passed him and I tackled him so hard he flew into the oncoming car. I started slamming his head into the hood of this stopped car and the security guard came over and started spraying mace everywhere...

I was like "Mace just makes me stronger!!" and I beat the man to death, and then beat the security guard to death and then the guy in the car.

The End.[/QUOTE]


That wasn't funny at all. You tried way too hard.
 
[quote name='Scorch']That wasn't funny at all. You tried way too hard.[/QUOTE]

You said to post "stupid" customer stories. I thought of the stupidest one I could think of.
 
I like the idea of this stupid customer story thread, however I have a suggestion:

Perhaps we can make a reasonable customer thread... that way I only have to post one or two stories a month, as opposed to EVERY OTHER TRANSACTION.

~stew
 
Some of you remeber Im a head counselor at a summer camp, I start work on the 5th of july, expect some awesome tales after then.
 
[quote name='Mookyjooky']You said to post "stupid" customer stories. I thought of the stupidest one I could think of.[/QUOTE]

I didn't say to post anything. You posted a stupid made-up story, not a story about a stupid customer.
 
I just remembered this woman from several years ago. I used to work in customer service at a grocery store, and this woman comes up to the desk complaining about how the pre-ground Green Mountain Coffee is "very expensive". Now, our company actually had cheaper prices compared to some of the other grocery stores in the area. But I explained that it's a popular brand-name coffee and it just tends to be more expensive than the other brands. So she was getting angry about it, and I calmly explained how prices are determined for products, and that she could check other stores to see if they had it for cheaper. For some reason, she's still pissed (mind you she hasn't bought the item, nor is she even holding the item, she was just shopping), and suddenly yells out in this crazed voice:

"I'm from [neighboring wealthy town]!! I could buy the ENTIRE COFFEE SECTION if I wanted to!!!"

So I kind of laughed and said "Ok... Then paying our price for one bag of Green Mountain coffee shouldn't be a problem for you." Then just moved on to the next customer (as naturally a line had formed). Kind of ironic that she was complaining about the price of coffee considering she's so "wealthy".
 
[quote name='Scorch']The meat and 2 veg are alright, check the last page of my thread.

Haha, I can't believe you done that to the kid. I would've loved nothing more than to have a remote that turned off the Gamecube when some unresponsible parent's three year old kid walks over and starts BEATING on the bongos.[/QUOTE]

I've already done that.

If people start beating the shit out of the bongos and won't stop after I have asked them to, I'll turn off the system. :D
 
I have some pretty good stories from my main high school job, while I worked at a movie theater. I don't know how it is now, I worked at one almost seven years ago, but a movie theater was one of the greatest slacker jobs of all time. A job that we could all reasonably screw off at and have a blast while doing it. I have other stories from other jobs, but I'll just start with these.

Our movie theater, like all movie theaters, charged an arm and a leg for candy/food, everything else. We got a piddling discount on hotdogs, soda, and nachos. In the back there was a board that we used to write up candy that was too damaged to sell to the public. For a long time we could just write on the board without having to show the manager, and we would just end up getting free candy. But for the strangest reason, we felt compeled to actually damage the candy, I guess so our fragile ego's wouldn't buckle under the fact that we were actively stealing from our employer. I figure it's Godfather syndrome, you know, how the Godfather (in the book and movie) isn't a good guy at all, but in his world, he's a lot better than the rest of the bad guys.

Anyways, we would often get careless with a box knife while cutting open a box of candy.
"Whoops, dipped too deep, guess I'll have to eat these M&M's."
"Damn, I accidentally smashed that snickers bar, guess I'll have to eat that too."

My crowning point was the P'Nuttles, which are a buttertoffee coated peanut candy. The bags of candy sat too far down in the box to be cut open with an errant box knife, and it was too suspicious to just turn the box upside down to cut. So I, in all my 17 year old genius, and I definitely use the term lightly, decided to "accidentally" drop a bag of P'Nuttles to the ground, and then, whoops, plant my foot squarely on one side of the bag, crushing some of the candy.

My reason for spoilage on the write up board: "Stepped on." And P'Nuttles were had by all in the concession area.

The popcorn machines had a button that we pressed to dispense partially hydrogenated soybean oil (which is just a thicker version of the partially hydrogenated soybean oil which is found in the butter pumps) into the kettle, where the kernels would pop. Often we would do what we called "Double Butter," or "Tripple Butter" the popcorn, so the kernels would be practically swimming in oil in the kettle while they popped. Totally unhealthy, but it made for good popcorn. Sometimes, when we were feeling particulary bastardy we would super salt the popcorn for a laugh. Or even worse, replace the thin oil in the butter pumps with the thick oil for popping the popcorn. We got a lot of complements on that one.

Something I learned, never, ever get hot dogs at the movie theater. They do not throw them out at the end of the night. Oh no, they wrap them in saran wrap and throw them into the fridge only to put them back out on those little hot dog rollers again the next day. And there is no way to tell if it has been on a world tour of the fridge for seven days other than a slight green color they would occassionally get. Fear the hot dog. That wasn't our decision, it was managements.

I'll try to post more stories later.
 
This made my day yesterday:

Just for the background I work at a wine and liquor store in New York.

Im sitting at the counter and the old lady comes in
Old lady: "I need a wine for a gift"
Me: "OK do you want red or white?"
OL" "I dont know........red"
Me: "OK (I leave the counter and show her a display and hand her a bottle) This is Jacob's Creek. It's a real good seller and its from Australia."
OL: Pauses..."Australia? Is that local?"
Me: "Umm no thats on the other side of the world."

People are idiots.
 
If anyone goes to EB, they know about yellow pre-played boxes that help split the sections up. It shows a hand with a fistful of money. I actually had someone ask how much it was.

And just the other day I had someone ask me how much is virtual reality. Now how do you even respond to a question like that? lol

Awhile back a kid, mind you he had to be about 12 was holding up a game and asking if it was for rent. The price? $44.99. Yes it for rent, give me 45 bucks and make sure you bring the game back in 3 days.
 
Ok, here's just a few random things people have said to me in the past couple of weeks.

Customer: Do you guys have Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Smith?

Oh man, that kid got such a stone cold look, I was thinking...would that be like Star Wars meets the Matrix?
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Customer: Do you guys have that new Mega Man game that came out yesterday...(pauses)...last week....(pauses)....Wednesday?
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Customer: Man, EBGames beats you in price man! Word, they gots the PS2 for a hunded(yeah), you youse sell it for 110! Lemme gets some games frome youse though.

10 minutes later, he has a stack of about 7-10 games.

Customer: Yeah, lemme get a used PS2.
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This kid comes in today, really quiet, just looking around and stuff for like 5-10 minutes. He finally comes up to the counter and says, in a really quiet voice:

Kid: Excuse me, can I ask you a question
My Manager: WHAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTT? (note: REALLY LOUD)

The kid proceeds to almost run out of the store...poor kid.
 
[quote name='MrMaddness']

This kid comes in today, really quiet, just looking around and stuff for like 5-10 minutes. He finally comes up to the counter and says, in a really quiet voice:

Kid: Excuse me, can I ask you a question
My Manager: WHAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTT? (note: REALLY LOUD)

The kid proceeds to almost run out of the store...poor kid.[/QUOTE]

:lol: Thats pretty good.
 
[quote name='MrMaddnessThis kid comes in today, really quiet, just looking around and stuff for like 5-10 minutes. He finally comes up to the counter and says, in a really quiet voice:

Kid: Excuse me, can I ask you a question
My Manager: WHAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTT? (note: REALLY LOUD)

The kid proceeds to almost run out of the store...poor kid.[/QUOTE']

Aww, that was mean. He hadn't even done anything stupid yet.
 
[quote name='gizmogc']I went into a local EB today and a kid was standing playing the PS2, and he HISSED at me. Like a cat. WTF! I said 'Don't hiss at me or I will take your shiney red bike outside and run it right into the street you little shit'. He didn't say another word.

Then I walked over to the book store and was looking for a copy of Superstud - Or how I became a 24 year old virigin, when 2 12/14 boys were crying because there dad went next door to get something and left them all alone. WTF.[/QUOTE]

I literally LOL!:bouncy: He hissed at you?:lol:
 
[quote name='DuelLadyS']Aww, that was mean. He hadn't even done anything stupid yet.[/QUOTE]


I know...but my manager was just really cranky after dealing with idiots all day, it was just hilarious. Poor kid...he'll be back though.
 
So there was a kid the other day whom my manager had convinced to put some of his credit on madden so he'd get more for his trade ins, he comes back the next day with his mom telling me that he had a copy of gta:sa on reserve...i'm like...uh...okay, no. (because I know the names of the people who hadn't picked up their xbox gta's yet and he certainly wasn't one). then he says he just put in on there yesterday. again, i'm like...no you didn't. because the game's been out for well over a week now and we don't take reserves on games once they're out. Finally- he says he wants to take his credit off madden and use it for gta:sa on ps2. I'm like Ah, okay, you have 5 towards madden and another 15 in credit from your trades- you wanted to put the 15 towards gta? (I really hate it when people cancel their reserves completely but I was going to let that slide if he kept the 5 on there, we're a really big madden store...)
The problem there being that he got an extra 20% for using it towards madden. And I really didn't want to try and figure out how to get the extra 20% off, cause that's a pain in the arse. So I went my usual route: tell the mom what's in the game.
*GRIN*
She of course started with the usual, "well, whatever", "he has the third one", etc., except I counter with the details of the game and how it is SEVERLY different and for a much more mature audience and more offensive things in it and EVIL EVIL EVIL GTA!!!...
*GRIN*
I don't feel bad for this at all~ because the mom (who was obnoxiously not wearing a bra and clearly chilled from our AC) goes, "Oh God, No, I don't want you having that."
Then~ the kid (who was probably 14-15) starts *WAILING*...i'm saying that because that's exactly what it was, he must have temporarily forgotten that he was in a public place because he starts wailing about how one of his friends has it and "He's only 12!! Mom! He's only 12!!! He has it and he's only Twelve Mom! Mom - He's only TWELVE!!!" (...sort of extra proof that he's not quite mature enough yet, isn't it?...)

Kid comes back about 6 hours later with another older boy, and tells my GA he wants to pick up his copy of GTA:SA he had on reserve (BLAH! you didn't reserve GTA kid! duh! remember!?). I recognize his name and take my time pulling out the slip...

"Weren't you in here earlier?"
"uh. Yeah"
"And you had put your credit on Madden so you could get the extra 20% instead of just using it?"
"mhm"
"And you wanted to pick up what with the credit?"
"GTA for the PS2...he's here with me" *points to aledged brother*
"And didn't your mom say that she definately didn't want you to have that game??"
*pause*
"Yeah, but she said it's okay now, that's why she sent me back up here with him because she didn't want to come back up here, but I want to use my credit for that"
*me sighing*
"Nah, Sorry, I can't let you have it."
"But he's 18!"
"No. I'd feel better if your mother came back and told me it was okay for you to have."

I started to walk away at this point, which served two purposes: it got my point across, and it helped hide my smirking... :)

The aledged older brother then pipes up and tries to help the kid by clairfing that he can buy the game. I said sure he could. But he couldn't use his credit - he just turned to the kid and apologized after that and left, cause there was clearly no way the aledged older brother was going to shell out his own money for this sham, LoL...

So I write on the credit slip:
"Credit not to be used to buy GTA:SA, Mom doesn't want him to have it."

I call my boss the next day and sure enough the mom and kid came back the next morning, and he tried to use the credit on something else, so my boss did the really pain in the arse thing I wasn't going to do and take the extra 20% back off.

The mom apparently saw what was written on the credit though, and made a comment about it, lol...

and no, the kid did Not get GTA:SA.

:lol:
 
[quote name='tauruskatt']So there was a kid the other day whom my manager had convinced to put some of his credit on madden so he'd get more for his trade ins, he comes back the next day with his mom telling me that he had a copy of gta:sa on reserve...i'm like...uh...okay, no. (because I know the names of the people who hadn't picked up their xbox gta's yet and he certainly wasn't one). then he says he just put in on there yesterday. again, i'm like...no you didn't. because the game's been out for well over a week now and we don't take reserves on games once they're out. Finally- he says he wants to take his credit off madden and use it for gta:sa on ps2. I'm like Ah, okay, you have 5 towards madden and another 15 in credit from your trades- you wanted to put the 15 towards gta? (I really hate it when people cancel their reserves completely but I was going to let that slide if he kept the 5 on there, we're a really big madden store...)
The problem there being that he got an extra 20% for using it towards madden. And I really didn't want to try and figure out how to get the extra 20% off, cause that's a pain in the arse. So I went my usual route: tell the mom what's in the game.
*GRIN*
She of course started with the usual, "well, whatever", "he has the third one", etc., except I counter with the details of the game and how it is SEVERLY different and for a much more mature audience and more offensive things in it and EVIL EVIL EVIL GTA!!!...
*GRIN*
I don't feel bad for this at all~ because the mom (who was obnoxiously not wearing a bra and clearly chilled from our AC) goes, "Oh God, No, I don't want you having that."
Then~ the kid (who was probably 14-15) starts *WAILING*...i'm saying that because that's exactly what it was, he must have temporarily forgotten that he was in a public place because he starts wailing about how one of his friends has it and "He's only 12!! Mom! He's only 12!!! He has it and he's only Twelve Mom! Mom - He's only TWELVE!!!" (...sort of extra proof that he's not quite mature enough yet, isn't it?...)

Kid comes back about 6 hours later with another older boy, and tells my GA he wants to pick up his copy of GTA:SA he had on reserve (BLAH! you didn't reserve GTA kid! duh! remember!?). I recognize his name and take my time pulling out the slip...

"Weren't you in here earlier?"
"uh. Yeah"
"And you had put your credit on Madden so you could get the extra 20% instead of just using it?"
"mhm"
"And you wanted to pick up what with the credit?"
"GTA for the PS2...he's here with me" *points to aledged brother*
"And didn't your mom say that she definately didn't want you to have that game??"
*pause*
"Yeah, but she said it's okay now, that's why she sent me back up here with him because she didn't want to come back up here, but I want to use my credit for that"
*me sighing*
"Nah, Sorry, I can't let you have it."
"But he's 18!"
"No. I'd feel better if your mother came back and told me it was okay for you to have."

I started to walk away at this point, which served two purposes: it got my point across, and it helped hide my smirking... :)

The aledged older brother then pipes up and tries to help the kid by clairfing that he can buy the game. I said sure he could. But he couldn't use his credit - he just turned to the kid and apologized after that and left, cause there was clearly no way the aledged older brother was going to shell out his own money for this sham, LoL...

So I write on the credit slip:
"Credit not to be used to buy GTA:SA, Mom doesn't want him to have it."

I call my boss the next day and sure enough the mom and kid came back the next morning, and he tried to use the credit on something else, so my boss did the really pain in the arse thing I wasn't going to do and take the extra 20% back off.

The mom apparently saw what was written on the credit though, and made a comment about it, lol...

and no, the kid did Not get GTA:SA.

:lol:[/QUOTE]


Wait, so you didn't use the kids credit on something you wanted? Thats what I would have done :)
 
[quote name='gizmogc']Wait, so you didn't use the kids credit on something you wanted? Thats what I would have done :)[/QUOTE]

lol~ nah, I have better things to do then gank some pre-pubescent boy's $4 dollars, I should have forced him to buy a Good game with it though. Or if he insisted on whining any more Barbie horse adventures... :roll:
 
Just a funny tidbit to pass along, I work in a pharmacy as a technician, and many times, especially in the area where I work(tons upon tons of medicaid and caresource), people are forced to get brands instead of generics, but our computer always defaults to use generics(which makes sense.)

Anyways, earlier today, a lady came up to the window and we noticed we had filled it for the generic instead of brand and...

"It'll be about 10 minutes for us to get this switched."

"How long is 10 minutes?"

I literally was dumbfounded, so I just replied with "the amount of time it takes the minute hand of the clock to move 10 times."

Needless to say she walked off pissed off. I got a laugh out of it though. :D
 
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