Posted: 4/25/2008 3:40:29 PM EDT
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Well this is my first post, have been lurking for a bit though. Anyway, don't you guys just hate stupid people? I used to work at a Power Zone and a PX at a small small base in Germany and the amount of dumb people I encountered is staggering. There was this one time when a lady came to buy some movies and after she paid with her credit card and signed her name on the electronic thing, she asked me "So what's the difference between a debit and credit card"? Me- her Even though it was quite a small Power Zone with only two or three people working there at a given time, we usually sold quite a few tvs. There was one time time where one guy bought 29" tube tv, which is just a standard tv with the big back. Since it's quite bulky, the box is usually pretty large. Whenever someone bought a tv, we had them pay and then drive around the back to the warehouse to pick it up. Well this guy paid for it and we told him to drive around and so he left and got his car. About two minutes later my supervisor who was in the warehouse came out to get me and said "You have got to see this". So I walked into the warehouse and saw the same guy drive up with his small Asian car that resembled a Smart car than anything else. I just couldn't control myself and started to laugh since the tv was about half as big as the car itself. We helped him try to shove it in but predictably it wouldn't fit. I had to go back to the register but apparently the guy had to call one of his buddies who had a truck to help him out. After a few months, since the continued downsizing, they moved the Power Zone into the main PX building. That meant that I had to train for work at customer service. As many of you know, even though we use dollars, we don't use use pennies since it's too expensive. It was our policy that we could accept them as payment but we weren't supposed to give them out, which meant that we never had them since no one really paid with them at all and we rounded our payments so if you were supposed to get 22 cents in change, we'd give you 20 and if it was 37, we'd give you 40. Well, this older couple came by one day with a camera they had purchased at another store and it was defective so they wanted to return it. I did the usual check, made sure no parts were missing, and then proceeded to refund the money. I don't remember the exact amount it was for, but they bought it at a discount price so it was something odd like $387.92. Because of the aforementioned use no pennies, I gave him $387.90. The guy counted it all up, then asked for his two cents. I told him that we don't use pennies, and that I didn't even have any to give him. He went almost ballistic- "When I paid for that camera I gave you guys those two pennies, now I want them back!!!" almost yelling at me as if I was the source of all evil. I just gave him a nickel and told him to have a nice day, even though I could have stayed there arguing just for shits and giggles but I was totally flabbergasted over his anger about 2 pennies I just wanted to see him leave. For those people who've had the misfortune to work a retail job, post your funny stories. |
Thanks, I thought about a MSPaint diagram but decided against it, figured it'd be a bit too pretentious for my first post. |
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When I was a bagger for a grocery store. I alwas ask "paper or plastic" I had one older lady say "sack". Well i put the groceries in the plastic sacks. well when she sees her groceries in plastic sacks she starts to yell at me "you are an idiot EVERYONE knows thats sacks are PAPER and bags are PLASTIC." and goes on saying I need to be better trained or be fired and what not. I didn't know if I should laugh in her face or tell her to STFU. |
Ms paint diagram of the old man screaming bloody murder for the two cents, or I alert Killswitch to this thread. |
He already knows about it and is planning on bringing twinkies and coke to the party.   BTW, Welcome to GD!!!!!!!! |
Go make me a samich and turn on Red Dawn. |
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I worked at Subway for six years. Two weeks after I was hired, some fatass woman who was so big she needed help getting in the door (  ) came in and started bitching at me that the booths were too small for her to sit in and we should have a table for disabled people to sit at.1) There was a table for disabled people to sit at. Some old guy was sitting at it. 2) It's not my fault you're a frigging land whale, so don't bitch at me like it's personally my fault. 3) You're not disabled, you're fucking FAT. I got fed up after wasting my time trying to placate and just grabbed the manager's chair and let the fatass sit in it. Manager was pissed at first, then she just started laughing at me. Had some obnoxious French woman (redundant, I know) come in and try to scam me. The meal comes with a sandwich, a drink, and your choice of either a bag of chips or three cookies. She tried repeatedly to get the chips AND cookies without paying extra for either one. I finally got the manager to "explain" things to her and she got pissy and left. Bitch even tried to tell another employee that I had "shorted her" part of her meal WHILE I WAS STANDING RIGHT THERE so that he'd give it to her for free.  I'm not even going to get into the time I walked in and the urinal was on fire, the time I found a woman's vibrator with all the accessories, the time I was told to go put out a car that was on fire, the time a customer somehow got mustard on the ceiling unintentionally, or- geez. To summarize: 90% of people are dumbasses, and 60% of people are assholes, with a large degree of overlap between the two. |
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New addition on a retail furniture place I worked at for a while and the fire alarm went off (likely cause a electrician tweaked something he wasn't supposed to). So we make the appropriate calls and I send someone to take a walk up into the addition and warehouse to check and see if he smells any smoke, figuring it was just a false alarm. Well, before the volunteer fire dept comes screaming into the parking lot in their Ford Escorts with lights on top and CB radios going nuts (sorry 'bout that FD people), some snotty lady walks up and tries to come into the store. This was after I evac'ed the store for obvious reasons. I said, "Excuse me ma'am, but we have the store evac'ed because the fire alarm is going off and we do not know 100% there is nothing wrong.", well she says something like, "Well, I just want to look around real quick and see if you have what I am looking for." Well I politely but firmly tell her she cannot go into the store for safety reasons and she left in a snobby huff. I mean DUH people!!! Just because you think you are high class, doesn't mean just because the building is about to potentially explode you can STILL get what YOU need done!!! What a riot. The fire chief found out about it when he got there and laughed and commended me on a job well done. It was a riot though. Stupid fricking lady!! |
OK THAT begs the question how and why in the hell did someone set a urinal on fire? |
Don't know, don't care. It was just more of the usual shit as I was concerned. I flushed it and the fire went out, so no big deal. |
That was me I am afraid. I suppose you heard I piss Napalm. ......and if you should happen upon a stuck toilet full of concertina wire......... |
Too bad you're not here in Virginia, homey, cuz I'm eating a sammich and watching Kracnii Razvet right now! |
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I work as a prts counterman at a truck and trailer parts supply store. Day before yesterday this guy comes in with a brake hose and says he needs one 5"10". The closest we had was 6 feet. I take it to the counter and tell the guy that it is 6 feet and it is the closest we carry. He says it's too long. I take the hose and go to the back and wait a few minutes. When I go back up front, I tell the guy that i did find one that was 5'12". He says that would be ok and buys it. He never diid figure out that it was the same hose. |
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Worked as a general manager for Domino's Pizza for a while and I have a buttload of stupid customer stories. The best were the "urban utes" trying to set my driver's up for robberies. I'm working at Subway right now and Swindle, I can tell you that the customers have not gotten more intelligent. In fact they've gotten less intelligent, if that's possible. I blame the $5.00 deal. 25% of the customers have no concept of tax; 25% don't read the entire thing (the part about double-meat, extra cheese or bacon is extra); and 50% still think the tip jar is a take-a-penny jars, only with dollars. And, yes, before you ask, 100% of them still make you ask "Footlong or six inch; what kind of bread; what kind of cheese; what kind of sandwich; bla bla bla," even if there are 8 in the same group, all listening as their friends order. But it pays the bills. 
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Wow. I'm not sure what I would have done in that situation, but it wouldn't have been pretty, neither would my unemployment which would begin soon thereafter.
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I went ballistic. He wasn't talking to me but I had enough of listening to that shit. Resulted in him getting his ass the fuck out, WITH his broken lawnmower in pieces before the cops came. I still can't really believe it. Don't think he was serious, but i was ready to disengage while blading anyways. |
I'm stunned you didn't give the new guy a link to that thread. Come on, get on it boy! |
If you mean a link to my list of complaints to Subway customers, the thread was locked and disappeared off the board long ago. |
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My first job out of high school was working at a drug store chain. We had an old guy who's hobby was to come in every Sunday AM with the weekly ad and whine about anything we did not have in stock that was on sale...he never bought ANYTHING. So one Sunday he comes in and complains about the peanuts we have on sale but that are not in stock. I offered him any other size he wanted at the same per-ounce price. His response was that we were engaged in false advrtising because we did not have that exact size in stock. Being 18 years old, I pointed out that he had an obligation to his fellow consumers to report us to the Better Business Bureau if he really felt that way. He got pissed, asked my name, and wanted the manager. I pointed out the manager's area at the rear of the store, then took off my name tag and gave it to him "in case you forget my name when you get there." He was not happy. I thought I was very helpful. |