Me: “Can I please have a 50g pack of Golden Virginia and that pack of lighters just in front of it?”

Employee: “We’re out of stock, I’m afraid. Would you like to buy two 25g packs instead?”

Me: “But I’m looking at it on the shelf right there.”

(I move down to show him the 50g pack, but he does not look as he is packing the rest of my shopping.)

Me: *pointing to the 50g pack* “Right here.”

Employee: “Oh, I thought that was the 25g packs.”

(He then picks up a 25g pack and scans it into the till.)

Me: “No, I wanted a 50g pack.”

Employee: “We’re sold out.”

Me: “It’s RIGHT THERE. I can see it. Right by the lighters I asked for.”

(He proceeds to look at by wrong lighters.)

Employee: “Well, here is a lighter for you. Anything else?”

Me: “Could you please take of this 25g pack and the lighter and give me what I have asked for?”

Employee: *sigh* “I have been dealing with stuck-up customers all day! You are by far the worst!”

(Thankfully, a supervisor eventually came over and helped me. I have not seen that employee since.)