Ok we all have stories of annoying customers...

[Damaramu 0]

Ok we've all told our stories where some fuckwad annoyed the hell out of you at work.

Well have you ever been on the flipside? Has someone at a place of business ever just pissed you off so much that you had to get revenge? What was that revenge?

Oh or have you just done something so totally stupid you got home and were like "Man what the hell is wrong with me? I looked like an idiot!"

 

Ok here's mine.

So I go to buy an advance ticket to The Last Samurai today. I get there and say "I have a student ID" as I'm pulling it out..then the guy in the rudest voice possible goes "Well I need to see if first!" So I say "I'm getting it out!" So he sees it...knocks the price down to 6 bucks and I give him my credit card. He looks at it then looks at the screen then gives it back in the rudest voice possible "Our credit machine's broken! You can go to the ATM in the mall if you need cash!" So I'm mighty pissed at this rude fuck by now. And I'm not paying a fucking 2.50 service charge.

So I go home and get 6.00 in CHANGE. 2.00 in pennies, 2.00 in dimes, 1.00 in nickels, 1.00 in quarters.

I go back "Is the credit machine still broken?"

"Yes! Of course!" *he rolls his eyes...he just fucked with the wrong guy*

"Well I have money now...."

Then I gave him a bag with the money. He stares at the bag for a second looking like he's going to cry. He looks to his co-worker to see and she says "You have to count it" so the asshole sits there and counts it all out! He was getting red faced and kept messing up on his adding. He looked like he was about to breakdown. He gives me my ticket and I say "Now is the credit machine in the lobby broken?" "I don't know!" "Well guess what? You gave me the wrong time!"

So then the asshole had to sit there and void the ticket and get a new one. He was so flustered by now he could barely work the computer.

Fuckass. That's what he gets for being rude to me.

 

So any stories?

[Anakin Flair 0]

That was quite possible the greatest thing ever. I'll tell mine later, though.

[Guest Skironox]

You know... you went through an awful lot of trouble for like 5 minutes of misery for the other guy.

 

$6 for a discount price? What happened to $5 regular admission?

[Tawren 0]

Some bitch at McDonald's held me up for 2 cents for a McFlurry, so after arguing with the entire staff for 20 minutes over whether or not them bitching about 2 cents is good customer service, I left. The chick followed me out, argued with me some more, until I just got so pissed that I threw my Coke in her face.

[The Amazing Rando 0]

When I worked in Florida two of my friends and I went to the Rainforest Cafe in Downtown Disney...

 

well one of my friends waited damn near a half hour FOR A SALAD (while both of us had already gotten ours) and right after the waitress handed her the salad we told her we were Disney employees (and were obligated to a discount) ...

 

when she heard that... her face turned WHITE and she freaked out...subtley making sure the girl that got her salad messed up left that place happy as a calm...

 

...it was so bad at points she would come out and say "is everything okay here" and only be looking at her...dead in the eyes... it was creepy.

 

 

I just found it funny what some people that work under the Disney umbrella or even on Disney property will do if they find out they messed up one of their fellow co-workers.

 

Heck...in some places if you just half-heartedly mention that you work there they could discount things...even if they don't usually do that...

 

Me and my roommate got to "cheat the system" for about an hour one day on Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin in the Magic Kingdom because we told them we worked there... (this policy is a no-no usually)

 

...even outside the parks... especially at WalMart...who gives 10 percent or something... once I spent a good ten minutes arguing over the sale price of some chicken (fucking expensive normally) and when I finally gave up and she got her way...I told her that I wanted my Disney discount...and she just kinda stood there and then gave me like 30% off ...

 

I wish I still worked there.

[Damaramu 0]

You know... you went through an awful lot of trouble for like 5 minutes of misery for the other guy.

 

$6 for a discount price? What happened to $5 regular admission?

Actually I didn't go to any trouble. I live like 10 minutes down the road and the money was all in rolls. I just split the rolls and dumped them into a bag. I exerted little to no effort...he however exerted all effort.

 

Oh and apparently it's now become the talk of the theater. I went back to see the movie. I got my ticket at like 6:30. The movie was at 10:30. So I'm standing there talking to the concession guy and I pull out my VISA. I tell him what happened earlier and his face lights up and he gives me a huge high five and was like "Dude!? That was you!? Awesome! That guy is so difficult...he annoys everyone!" and I was greeted by smiles and waves from everyone in concessions. Hehehe....

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

Great topic.

 

Then I gave him a bag with the money. He stares at the bag for a second looking like he's going to cry.

 

I used to LOVE customers like you because I would then take my sweet-ass time counting the money, thus turning the tables on them and making them late for whatever they were going to.

 

A while back when I was in Ohio the better half was going to visit her parents in PA, and I was going to be by myself for the weekend. I had a real tiring week at work (overtime and all) and was looking forward to buying some booze and vegging out at home playing Madden.

 

Anyway, I get of I-75 and head to Kroger to get some alcohol. When I go to the checkout line the bottles won’t scan. Now I chose to just leave and go to Meijer (this sort of thing happened before to me and it took a LONG time for the cashier to figure out how to ring the booze up), which was only a block or so away – no big deal.

 

Well, all the lanes were packed and some 90-year old geezer was heading the Express Lane and was looking on his sheet of daily specials when ringing a customer up, so I knew I’d be here for a LONG time. I left that place, too.

 

I go to Dillmans, which was on my way home and, like usual, nobody was in the store. I go over to the booze aisle and get my stuff. There is one customer in front of me and all but one or two of her products had been rung up. Now because her order had all but been bagged, and I put my stuff on the left edge of the conveyor belt, which was at least two feet away from the rest of this lady's order. I didn’t put the GREAD DIVIDER in-between our orders. I also then got an urge to get an additional bottle, so I scampered about 7 feet to get that Kahlua which was calling to me.

 

When I came back the cashier was ringing up my order with the customer’s that had been in front of me.

 

I intervened and said the alcohol was mine – nobody noticed that I was gone. Now, I try to be a good customer. If there would have been people behind me in line, or if our orders were close together I wouldn’t have done what I did, but damn – I was only gone for 3 seconds, 4 at the most. Anyway, what happened set me off.

 

The little snot-nosed high school bastard that was the cashier’s bagger said “Well, that’s what you get for leaving your place in line to get another bottle of alcohol.”

 

This little shit saw what I did and still let his co-worker ring up my order.

 

I replied “So you saw me leave and proceeded to let the cashier ring up my order.”

 

I can’t remember what he said after that, but it pissed me off enough to leave my purchase on the conveyor belt and walk out of the store.

 

But it wasn’t over.

 

He then said something else, of which I can’t really remember, but I do remember that arrogant ha-ha-I-pulled-one-over-on-the-customer look on his face. But it wasn’t to be there for long.

 

I stood there by the door and said with a calm, unemotional tone (wasn’t going to let him get the best of me) “It would break my heart to learn several years from now that you, or better yet a close loved one of yours, comes down with a terminal case of cancer and suffers a slow, painful death that not only empties your family’s bank account but also drains you of any reasons to live the rest of your pathetic existence on this Earth. Good day.

 

Everybody’s face there turned white, and I walked out the door. I never went back to that store.

 

I did eventually get my alcohol at another smaller, dirtier Dillmans that was a few blocks away from my house (I never went there unless it was an emergency) – and the chick that rang up my order flirted with me, so it’s all good...

[Anakin Flair 0]

Ok, so I went to Denny's with a friend after we saw "The Haunting." After being seated, we waited 5 minutes for our server, who finally comes... to drop off water. 5 minutes later he's back to briskly take our order. 35 minutes later, the manager comes around to see how we are, and refills our drinks for us. Soon after that, the waiter comes back wand drops off our food, not waiting to see if we needed anything else. Well, I wanted some bacon, so I find the manager and he gets some for me. About 20 minutes after we're done eating, the server comes back to drop off the check, and I tell him that we want desert. Well, he just looks dead at me and says "Shit."

Now, being a former server in the food industry for 5 years, I understand bad days. I've had a lot of them. But I never, NEVER cussed in front of the customer. So that, on top of the waiting and the fact that the manager helped us more than our server, really pissed me off. We get desert, he drops off the adjusted check, and we go to pay. My friend, god bless him, wants to leave a tip. I leave two cents so the server knows exactly how I felt. And I complained to the manager, and in fact due to that, the server was fired that same night. Guess I wasn't the only table he pissed off.

[Damaramu 0]

Great topic.

 

Then I gave him a bag with the money. He stares at the bag for a second looking like he's going to cry.

 

I used to LOVE customers like you because I would then take my sweet-ass time counting the money, thus turning the tables on them and making them late for whatever they were going to.

 

The greatest thing was I didn't have anywhere to be. So I stood there and stared at him intently while he counted it. I never took my eyes off of him....that screwed him up even more.

The only thing that he could've done to screw me over in this sitaution was say "I'm sorry sir we can't accept this." Otherwise I was fine. He could take all the time in the world...the movie didn't start for 4 hours.

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

The greatest thing was I didn't have anywhere to be. So I stood there and stared at him intently while he counted it. I never took my eyes off of him....that screwed him up even more.

 

Oh, the dreaded "customer stare." I always like that one, and it is an effective trick when done properly. I usually countered by counting out loud, and extremely slow, making sure to make a check mark every time I counted a dollar's worth of change.

 

Or, better yet, actually put the change in their respective coin rolls.

 

Now, being a former server in the food industry for 5 years, I understand bad days. I've had a lot of them. But I never, NEVER cussed in front of the customer.

 

Wuss...

[Damaramu 0]

The greatest thing was I didn't have anywhere to be. So I stood there and stared at him intently while he counted it. I never took my eyes off of him....that screwed him up even more.

 

Oh, the dreaded "customer stare." I always like that one, and it is an effective trick when done properly. I usually countered by counting out loud, and extremely slow, making sure to make a check mark every time I counted a dollar's worth of change.

 

Or, better yet, actually put the change in their respective coin rolls.

 

Now, being a former server in the food industry for 5 years, I understand bad days. I've had a lot of them. But I never, NEVER cussed in front of the customer.

 

Wuss...

He would've been better had he been able to hold up under the pressure. But the moment he saw the bag of change he cracked. I won before the contest was even started. It was a good test of my powers.

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

The most memorable "stare" I ever had was this college punk that had $12+ in SMALL CHANGE that he wanted me to turn into bills for him. Not only that, but also he was a real prick to boot, and I only knew him for a few moments.

 

With me being a "lowly" cashier (my second job at the time) I guess he thought I was some flunkie so he had this real arrogant attitude and did the "stare" technique. Heck, he even leaned in toward me.

 

So I leaned toward him (you'd think we were about to kiss) and did my slow-counting technique. I separated all the pennies, nickels and dimes and every time I made a successful roll I gave him that amount in bills.

 

Funny thing was this douche said to me after about 10 minutes (I wasn't even half done yet -- I can be SLOW when need be -- and I was also making change for, you know, "real" customers, too) he started bitching because he had to catch a bus.

 

I laughed and said, "Son, I haven't even gotten to your PENNIES yet.

 

He reached over and took whatever change he had left, but most of the coins fell OFF THE COUNTER AND ONTO THE FLOOR.

 

He missed his bus, and good times were had by all...

[CanadianChick 0]

The most memorable "stare" I ever had was this college punk that had $12+ in SMALL CHANGE that he wanted me to turn into bills for him. Not only that, but also he was a real prick to boot, and I only knew him for a few moments.

 

With me being a "lowly" cashier (my second job at the time) I guess he thought I was some flunkie so he had this real arrogant attitude and did the "stare" technique. Heck, he even leaned in toward me.

 

So I leaned toward him (you'd think we were about to kiss) and did my slow-counting technique. I separated all the pennies, nickels and dimes and every time I made a successful roll I gave him that amount in bills.

 

Funny thing was this douche said to me after about 10 minutes (I wasn't even half done yet -- I can be SLOW when need be -- and I was also making change for, you know, "real" customers, too) he started bitching because he had to catch a bus.

 

I laughed and said, "Son, I haven't even gotten to your PENNIES yet.

 

He reached over and took whatever change he had left, but most of the coins fell OFF THE COUNTER AND ONTO THE FLOOR.

 

He missed his bus, and good times were had by all...

Now that's real dickish. Congrats.

[Anakin Flair 0]

Now, being a former server in the food industry for 5 years, I understand bad days. I've had a lot of them. But I never, NEVER cussed in front of the customer.

 

Wuss...

I have some morals. Not a lot, but some... Besides, me and the rest of the crew would cuss them out at the ring-out station.

 

And KKK, you sound like a Rudo of the highest level.

[Lord of The Curry 0]

The ace in the hole for me is pulling out the "Sir/Miss, I work in customer service and rest assured that if I presented this shoddy of a product/service to my customers, I'd expect to be in the unemployment line by now."

 

I used it back in 2002 when myself and RavishingRickRudo and a friend were getting tickets to WrestleMania. We sat down at a place in the mall called J.J Mugg's that (up until then) had a really good rep. To start off, our untensils were all dirty. I'm not talking "little spot" dirty, I'm talking "bits of food stuck to it" dirty.

 

Then our food comes and everybody got fucked in one way or another. My toasted western sandwich wasn't toasted. RRR's wings were tiny as fuck and were served on a dirty plate . Our friends hamburger was burnt to a crisp and served on a bun 2X the size of the actual burger.

 

So I asked the waitress to speak with her manager and when he came up, I nailed him with the line I mentioned above. He apologized profusely, even offering to cook our food for us the next time we came by and the meal would be free. I gave him a sad, hurt look and told him that I wish it were possible, but that I'd never come back.

[Damaramu 0]

The most memorable "stare" I ever had was this college punk that had $12+ in SMALL CHANGE that he wanted me to turn into bills for him. Not only that, but also he was a real prick to boot, and I only knew him for a few moments.

 

With me being a "lowly" cashier (my second job at the time) I guess he thought I was some flunkie so he had this real arrogant attitude and did the "stare" technique. Heck, he even leaned in toward me.

 

So I leaned toward him (you'd think we were about to kiss) and did my slow-counting technique. I separated all the pennies, nickels and dimes and every time I made a successful roll I gave him that amount in bills.

 

Funny thing was this douche said to me after about 10 minutes (I wasn't even half done yet -- I can be SLOW when need be -- and I was also making change for, you know, "real" customers, too) he started bitching because he had to catch a bus.

 

I laughed and said, "Son, I haven't even gotten to your PENNIES yet.

 

He reached over and took whatever change he had left, but most of the coins fell OFF THE COUNTER AND ONTO THE FLOOR.

 

He missed his bus, and good times were had by all...

I would love to meet you on the field of combat.

 

But I've been dickish to people that have given me shoddy service and then dickish to customers that act like assholes. Does that mean am a traitor?

[CanadianChick 0]

The ace in the hole for me is pulling out the "Sir/Miss, I work in customer service and rest assured that if I presented this shoddy of a product/service to my customers, I'd expect to be in the unemployment line by now."

 

I used it back in 2002 when myself and RavishingRickRudo and a friend were getting tickets to WrestleMania. We sat down at a place in the mall called J.J Mugg's that (up until then) had a really good rep. To start off, our untensils were all dirty. I'm not talking "little spot" dirty, I'm talking "bits of food stuck to it" dirty.

 

Then our food comes and everybody got fucked in one way or another. My toasted western sandwich wasn't toasted. RRR's wings were tiny as fuck and were served on a dirty plate . Our friends hamburger was burnt to a crisp and served on a bun 2X the size of the actual burger.

 

So I asked the waitress to speak with her manager and when he came up, I nailed him with the line I mentioned above. He apologized profusely, even offering to cook our food for us the next time we came by and the meal would be free. I gave him a sad, hurt look and told him that I wish it were possible, but that I'd never come back.

HA! I love it. It always makes people feel the most uncomfortable when you are all calm and look 'disappointed' in them.

[Lord of The Curry 0]

Rudo was so sad that day he couldn't get his wings........he never really recovered and it's been downhill since then.

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

I would love to meet you on the field of combat.

 

I'd probably just bow down to your hossness.

 

But I've been dickish to people that have given me shoddy service and then dickish to customers that act like assholes. Does that mean am a traitor?

 

No. I do the same thing.

 

Here's two quickies -- the first happened when I was a cashier at an arcade while in college.

 

1) This little (and I mean like around 10-11 years old) bitch in this pseudo-Madeline outfit comes up on me on a busy Saturday afternoon with a $20 in hand. For those of you that don't know what Madeline is, look below:

 

 

When I give out change I always say the bill I'm presenting to the customer -- I don't try to make it sound insulting or anything; it's just a way to let the customer know I'm not trying to rip them off. Well, after I went "Ten, Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen, etc." this little bitch snips at me "Wow, you know how to count."

 

A freaking 10-year-old.

 

Anyway, she grabs her change off the counter and turns around, leaving her $10 bill behind. A little later in the day I see her scampering about with this look on her face like she lost something.

 

So I then walk up to her and ask "Can I help you? You have this look like you lost something."

 

Hahahaha -- I sure showed her. I'm sure her mom had to reach in her purse and give her ANOTHER $20.

 

2) This doesn't involve me, but it's still a funny story.

 

I worked at some kitchen store for a few weeks when it was closing down. I figured it'd net me some extra money before I moved out to Sappy Valley. Anyway, it was great because it really didn't matter what you did because the managers there just didn't care anymore (I have other stories during my brief time here -- the shoplifting nun, the stupid bitch that said we didn't have any signs up saying we weren't accepting checks, etc. -- but that's for another time).

 

Anyway, I wasn't there for a long time, but I could tell this was a well-run store that was the victim of piss-poor executive management (that's why they had to clsoe down). Well, one day this customer wanted to see our manager over something stupid. I don't know what she had her panties in a bunch over, but she remarked how rudely one of our CSRs had treated her -- which I think was a last-defense ploy to get whatever she was trying to buy from us at a cheaper price. My guess was a bigger discount on some more expensive item.

 

Problem was the person she was accusing was this woman in her 70s that was one the most cheerful, pleasant people I have ever seen. After expressing a look of astonishment and telling the customer how full of shit she was due to the fact the manager knew this old lady for years and she had been nothing but a model employee, he told the customer to get out.

 

The customer then tried to brush off her accusation and said that she wanted to buy this item she was holding. The manager took it out of her hands and put it back on the shelf and told her to get out.

 

One of the few true mark-out moments I have ever had while working...

Edited December 7, 2003 by kkktookmybabyaway

[Guest Man Of 1,004 Modes]

I feel so sad to never have been a dick to anyone about anything.

 

The only thing I can think of is my famous stalling before paying for groceries or whatever I'm buying. I'd reach in my wallet, and just take forever counting out what I was paying.

 

 

I've had my fair share of annoying customers, but that's a different story.

[Anakin Flair 0]

2) This doesn't involve me, but it's still a funny story.

 

I worked at some kitchen store for a few weeks when it was closing down. I figured it'd net me some extra money before I moved out to Sappy Valley. Anyway, it was great because it really didn't matter what you did because the managers there just didn't care anymore (I have other stories during my brief time here -- the shoplifting nun, the stupid bitch that said we didn't have any signs up saying we weren't accepting checks, etc. -- but that's for another time).

 

Anyway, I wasn't there for a long time, but I could tell this was a well-run store that was the victim of piss-poor executive management (that's why they had to clsoe down). Well, one day this customer wanted to see our manager over something stupid. I don't know what she had her panties in a bunch over, but she remarked how rudely one of our CSRs had treated her -- which I think was a last-defense ploy to get whatever she was trying to buy from us at a cheaper price. My guess was a bigger discount on some more expensive item.

 

Problem was the person she was accusing was this woman in her 70s that was one the most cheerful, pleasant people I have ever seen. After expressing a look of astonishment and telling the customer how full of shit she was due to the fact the manager knew this old lady for years and she had been nothing but a model employee, he told the customer to get out.

 

The customer then tried to brush off her accusation and said that she wanted to buy this item she was holding. The manager took it out of her hands and put it back on the shelf and told her to get out.

 

One of the few true mark-out moments I have ever had while working...

That's got to be the greatest thing I've ever heard. Truley poetic.

[Guest Choken One]

Yo...KKK where the fuck you work at?

 

I'm gonna go find your ass for that shit you did to me at the store.

 

I REALLY needed to get on the bus damn it!

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

I'm so glad I never even have to look at a customer. I'm usually pretty nice to cashiers and waitresses though, simply because I know how much that work sucks. As long as I get what I order with minimal resistance, in a clean and orderly fashion, I never cause a problem.

 

I've had a couple false shoplifting accusations, though, and I definitely ripped into those fucks.

Edited December 10, 2003 by Agent of Oblivion

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

Yo...KKK where the fuck you work at?

 

I'm gonna go find your ass for that shit you did to me at the store.

 

I REALLY needed to get on the bus damn it!

1613 Jasper Drive

Irwin PA 15642

 

Bring it...

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

I was really a truly awful person when I put on that fast food uniform. I'd get a sandwich sent back to me, which I would just send right back, unchanged, only slightly colder.

 

This one jackoff came back in there steamin' because I'd forgotten some french fries, or some stupid shit like that. He was being a douche, but I forgot 'em, so I figured I'd give him the damn things. He took his fries, then tried bitching at me about the service, to which I replied, "Yeah, you should probably quit eating here altogether." He got all indignant, so I started making like I was going to come around the counter, and he dipped out.

 

I never once spit in a sandwich or tampered with someone's eats in that manner, though. Clean food served rudely is more acceptable than disgusting food served rudely. Besides, Arby's was gross enough.

 

I never once got bitched at when I worked at the theater. Other than that, I've never had a customer service job.

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

Clean food served rudely is more acceptable than disgusting food served rudely.

No it's not...

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

I only keep that standard because I'm already paranoid about other people making my food, and hope that karma keeps things balanced.

 

I never spit in food, I never give them a reason to spit in my food, they don't spit in my food, and they keep their teeth. It's a simple process.

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

I think the only time I have ever complained about my food was at Applebee's when my better half's gyro shell (or whatever it was) was so hard that we couldn't get the toothpick out of it.

 

I'm actually the ideal restaurant customer. Just give me my food and my check and I'm happy. I hate doing the whole small-talk routine with my waitresses, although I understand why they do it -- for every person like me there's an idiot customer that actually wants to tell his/her waitress how he/she is doing on that particular day...

[Dr. Tom 0]

I'm actually the ideal restaurant customer. Just give me my food and my check and I'm happy.

I'm pretty much the same way. Get the order right, bring the food out promptly, refill my drink, and I'll leave my usual ~20% tip. I do gripe when things aren't right, though, and I've gotten plenty of free meals as a result. I always accept free meals offered by nicer restaurants, since I'm a whore for a good meal with decent atmosphere. But if a fast food place tries to placate me that way, I'll decline, and just say they should get it right the next time.

[dutchse.cx 0]

I used to work in an Eckerd's, mostly in the pharmacy. I'd count the pills and fill the prescriptions and shit while the pharmacist made sure I was doing everything right and handled the phones and prescription placements and whatnot. Now our pharmacist was an Indian guy (Not of the Native American variety) named Swapan. Swap was the fucking SHIT.

 

One day I was behind the counter filling out some prescriptions like usual. Some middle-aged lady came up to the counter. This one of those people that you can indentify their personality just by looking at them - and she's a fucking SPAZ.

 

She comes up to the counter and tells Swapan "I need to get this prescription refilled."

 

Swap takes a look at the bottle she gave him ... looks up the prescription on the computer ... gets an odd look on his face ...

 

Bear in mind that Swapan has THE stereotypical Apu Nahasapeenapetalan Indian accent.

 

"I am sorry, miss. I can not refill this prescription for you."

 

"Why not?"

 

"This prescription is supposed to last you 30 days. You have used it in 3 days. It is far too early to refill it."

 

For the record, I'm pretty sure the prescription was for Oxycontin. Anyway, it's pretty damned obvious the woman's either overdosing way to much on the shit or she's selling it on the street. There's no way Swapan's going to refill the prescription.

 

"What do you MEAN you won't refill it?!"

 

"I can't refill it. You've used it too quickly. I cannot refill it until next month!"

 

"You bastard! Just refill it!"

 

"Bastard? I am a bastard? Why are you calling me this? I am only doing my job. You can not get a refill at this time."

 

"Fuck you! Just refill the fucking prescription!"

 

"Fuck ME? Fuck ME? Excuse me? I am only doing my job. I do not deserve this disrespect. I have done nothing wrong and yet you say "Fuck you" to me. This is rude."

 

The woman's jaw just DROPS.

 

"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME?!"

 

"I said 'Go fuck yourself.' I do not have time for this. Fuck yourself."

 

"I'M REPORTING YOU TO YOUR MANAGER!"

 

"Go right ahead. Fuck you. Have a nice day."

 

And she does ... she goes right up to our manager Griff and says "Your pharmacist just cussed me out! He won't refill my prescription and he cussed me out!"

 

Griff had HEARD the entire exchange so he knew what was going on.

 

"Look lady, I don't give a shit. I have no control over that section of the store."

 

"I AM NEVER COMING HERE AGAIN!"

 

"Don't give a shit about that either."

 

Griff walks up to Swapan as the lady storms out and Swapan says "What am I to do, Mr. Griff? She curses me for doing my job. That is wrong. She says 'Fuck you!' Fuck her."

 

"Eh, she's an idiot."

 

Beautiful stuff.