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    Gave Him More Than He Could Chew

    | Guanajuato, Mexico | At The Checkout, Money

    (My uncle is the customer in this story. He lives in a large city in Mexico. On the corner of the street there is a small, family-owned convenience store. In Mexico, the smallest coin is .50 cents, the usual cost for a small packet of gum. Most of these stores give out packets of gum when they do not have change; of course, they usually ask if this is ok.)

    Uncle: “I’ll take a quart of milk, please.”

    Cashier: “That’ll be $11.50.”

    Uncle: *hands cashier $12*

    Cashier: *takes money gives back a packet of gum as change*

    (The following day:)

    Uncle: “I’ll take a kilo of eggs, a quart of milk, and a loaf of bread.”

    Cashier: “That’ll be $62.50.”

    Uncle: *hands cashier $65*

    Cashier: *takes money and gives back $2 and a packets of gum as change*

    (This happens for several occasions. The cashier would give him back packets of gum as change whenever there was a .50 cent difference. Then one day…)

    Uncle: “I’ll take a quart of milk, please.”

    Cashier: “That’ll be $11.50.”

    Uncle: *takes $11.50 worth of packets of gum, and hands them to the cashier*

    Cashier: *stares at him blankly*

    Uncle: *takes milk and walks away*

    (After that whenever my uncle went back into the store and bought something, the cashier would always give him his exact change. No more packets of gum!)

    Drunk With Managerial Power

    | USA | Bosses & Owners, Technology

    (I work in a convenience store that takes money orders at the customer service desk. The company we do them through isn’t cooperating that day, and my manager has just phoned them for the third time when he gets paged to assist one of the front registers.)

    Manager: *SIGH*

    Me: “Do you want me to just take your key? If it’s just a void or something, I can do that while you fight with these people.”

    Manager: “Yeah, would you? My numbers are [numbers].”

    (I take the manager key, which is required for price changes, voiding any merchandise priced higher than $5, and in this case, authorizing rain checks. We have to page the managers for almost everything, and have to sit there and wait for them to show up while the customers stew. It turned out the customers in this case want a rain check for an item we no longer carried.)

    Me: *to everyone up front before heading back to my own department* “I’ve got the manager key if anyone needs it. Just page me to whatever register.”

    (Nobody else needs the key, and eventually the manager pages me back to customer service so I can return it to him. I go back to talk to a coworker up front with a pout.)

    Me: “My brief reign of power is over.”

    Coworker: “And it was surprisingly peaceful!”

    Has A No-Drinking Problem

    | Stratford-Upon-Avon, Warwick, England, UK | Food & Drink, Ignoring/Inattentive

    (I’m working behind the tills, and it’s getting close to the end of my shift. I started getting thirsty not one hour in, and after three hours I’m absolutely parched. The next customer rolls in, and I try to concentrate.)

    Me: “Hi, would you like a drink?”

    Customer: “…What?”

    Me: *penny drops* “Oh, god! I meant would you like a bag!”

    (The customer and I share a laugh, I try to explain myself, and she encourages me to get some water. I do exactly that, the minute that I’m able.)

    Tried To Kill The Sale

    | CA, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Employees, Pets & Animals, Top

    (A couple weeks before this incident, I had to bathe my cat because he got into something sticky and foul smelling. He scratched up my arms and part of my stomach trying to escape the sink and it left a lot of scars.)

    Me: “Just this soda and these candies, please.”

    (I put the items on the counter in the process showing my arms.)

    Cashier: “Did you try to kill yourself?”

    Me: “Excuse me?”

    Cashier: “That’s disgusting. Why are flaunting your scars like you want sympathy?”

    Me: “…I got them from my cat.”

    Cashier: “Yeah. Try harder next time. Do everyone a favor.”

    Me: “You know, never mind the items. I’m not buying anything.”

    (As I left the store about six other customers left looking completely disgusted. None of them had purchased anything either.)

    Having A Bad Case Of The Mondays

    | AB, Canada | At The Checkout, Bizarre/Silly, Employees, Ignoring/Inattentive

    (It’s Monday morning. I’m grabbing a coffee at the corner store. The transaction proceeds as normal. Until the end.)

    Clerk: “Have a good weekend!”

    (As it is Monday, I shrug it off and start heading away. When I reach the door, the clerk finally clues in.)

    Clerk: “Wait a minute… IT’S NOT THE WEEKEND ANYMORE!”

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