Pain in the ass

A drunk lady comes in and says she wants a blue Philly. Sometimes people confuse the purple grape for blue so I asked if that's what she wanted. She says "I want the blue one are you deaf?" We don't carry 'blue Phillys' so I don't know what the fuck she's talking about. I told her we don't carry that and she gets even more pissed off and says "I said I wanted a Dutch master. Are you trying to be a pain in the ass?" Bitch that is not what you said and now you're giving me an attitude? In my mind I'm saying "fuck you" but as a cashier I'm required to smile and deal with it. It's not worth arguing over and she's clearly intoxicated.

After she left I asked the girl behind her "you heard her say she wanted a Philly right?" yeah she did. But whatever I guess I'm just a pain in the ass.

"your ass looks fine to me"

An old fat man that reminds me of Danny Devito with what sounds like a russian accent comes into the store. He delivers the newspapers in the morning and came in early to buy cigarettes before his paper route. He says "I see you in here all the time, you seem like a hard worker" I said "yeah I've been working my ass off lately" he looks behind me like he's looking at the cigarettes and says "you're ass looks fine to me" Dude you're old enough to be my grandfather, get the fuck out of here.

Empty Beer

During 3rd shift the store was pretty dead so I was going around doing my work. I come back to my register and someone was nice enough to leave an empty clear plastic cup of beer on my counter. Who walks around with a clear plastic cup of beer at 4 in the morning? Yeah, you're cool.

Next time a beer is left at my register I hope it's an un-opened Bud Light.

 

First Post

Hello world! My name is MJ. I work 2 customer service jobs, as a cashier at a grocery store and a 24/7 pharmacy. I live in a  town us locals call Mentaltown. My first job is just daytime cashiering in a grocery store, my second job is 3rd shift as a cashier at a 24/7 pharmacy, less than a mile away from a mental institution called CVH.

In my line of work I see alot of crazy things, enough to where I think I could write a book just about the more bizarre side of customer service.  That's why I decided to start this blog, to share my stories of past and current crazy customer stories. I hope you find these people as entertaining as I do.

Enjoy