So I’m running a register a few weeks back and this woman comes into line with two bags of apples. One bag filled with Rome apples the other with Red Delicious apples. Both types are red if you’re not familiar with produce, keep that in mind.
I pick up the bag of Rome apples and weigh them and ring them up. When the computer display showed Rome apples she freaked out.
Crazy lady: That can’t be right?
Me: What’s the problem ma’am.
Crazy lady: I Thought those were Red Delicious.
Me: No ma’am their Rome, *pulls an apple form the bag to show the sticker which clearly says ROME on it.*
Crazy Lady: Well I did pick up a bag of Red Delicious and Rome apples…
Me: *Nods* Well….this is probably the bag of Rome apples…Since the other bag has Red Delicious in it.
Crazy Lady: Oh…Okay.
I recommend practicing saying painfully obvious things without sounding like a smartass it’s a godsend.
Anywho I get her rung up and she asks if they were on sale. I check and no they’re regular price. She then says the line I hear so many times a day it haunts my dreams, “Well there’s a sign in the back…”
So I go back with her and tell her to show me the sign, store policy being we have to honor any signage up in the store, we find the sign, “Gala apples 59 cents lb”
Crazy Lady: SEE!
Me: Yes ma’am that sign is for Gala Apples.
Crazy lady: That’s what I got!
Thunk. That was me throwing apples at her in my mind.
Me: No ma’am you had Red delicious and Rome apples.
Crazy Lady: Well take them off I just won’t have any apples.
Me: Sure thing. *Dies a little inside*
Now…I’m still not sure if this lady was an idiot or thought I was an idiot and was trying to pull a fast one. I might be bale to understand her misreading the sign…it happens. I might understand her picking up the wrong apples despite the fact they’re too different colors, gala being a yellowish greenish color.
But there’s no way I’m going to buy she thought she had Gala apples after she already told me she had FRICKIN’ ROME AND RED DELICIOUS not two minutes earlier!
She’s the same one who picked up Sweet Onions instead of the on sale White onions and got mad at me for not giving her the sale price. She went so far as to tell me I, and I quote, Ruined Christmas.
Bah Humbug.
I pick up the bag of Rome apples and weigh them and ring them up. When the computer display showed Rome apples she freaked out.
Crazy lady: That can’t be right?
Me: What’s the problem ma’am.
Crazy lady: I Thought those were Red Delicious.
Me: No ma’am their Rome, *pulls an apple form the bag to show the sticker which clearly says ROME on it.*
Crazy Lady: Well I did pick up a bag of Red Delicious and Rome apples…
Me: *Nods* Well….this is probably the bag of Rome apples…Since the other bag has Red Delicious in it.
Crazy Lady: Oh…Okay.
I recommend practicing saying painfully obvious things without sounding like a smartass it’s a godsend.
Anywho I get her rung up and she asks if they were on sale. I check and no they’re regular price. She then says the line I hear so many times a day it haunts my dreams, “Well there’s a sign in the back…”
So I go back with her and tell her to show me the sign, store policy being we have to honor any signage up in the store, we find the sign, “Gala apples 59 cents lb”
Crazy Lady: SEE!
Me: Yes ma’am that sign is for Gala Apples.
Crazy lady: That’s what I got!
Thunk. That was me throwing apples at her in my mind.
Me: No ma’am you had Red delicious and Rome apples.
Crazy Lady: Well take them off I just won’t have any apples.
Me: Sure thing. *Dies a little inside*
Now…I’m still not sure if this lady was an idiot or thought I was an idiot and was trying to pull a fast one. I might be bale to understand her misreading the sign…it happens. I might understand her picking up the wrong apples despite the fact they’re too different colors, gala being a yellowish greenish color.
But there’s no way I’m going to buy she thought she had Gala apples after she already told me she had FRICKIN’ ROME AND RED DELICIOUS not two minutes earlier!
She’s the same one who picked up Sweet Onions instead of the on sale White onions and got mad at me for not giving her the sale price. She went so far as to tell me I, and I quote, Ruined Christmas.
Bah Humbug.
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