Lol, I agree I luv this one. "I know it's not on the menu, but can I have a functioning motorcycle?" The logic is that if they ask a question that cannot be answered enough times, the answer will magically conjure in the clerk's mind, or that the out of stock product will magically appear. "Do you still have the eggnog milkshakes?" "No, that's just for the holidays. It's June." "Really? Are you sure?" "Quite sure." "Because I could really go for an eggnog milkshake right now." Neurotic behaviors, darting eyes. You will encounter this customer if you work any place where your work area is visible to the public (i.e. a coffee shop, bar, deli, Subway). This sort of environment is supposed to reassure the customer of the care that is going into their product, and is not meant to be an open invitation to critique sandwich making abilities. The Micromanager has zero faith in your sandwich-mastery and isn't the least bit shy about expressing this verbally. It doesn't matter that this is your job and that after working here for the last couple years you kind of got the hang of how to spread mustard. The Micromanger is with you every step of the way; telling you how many pickles make the best sandwich and why its way better to cut it diagonally. If you're going to be involved with every single factor of making something, why not just make it yourself? In fact, if the managers were all that smart, they'd hire this guy as the human equivalent of a training video. Very sorry for the huge post, just pointing out that those ones are aweesoomee. Incase you dont read the entire thing.
i work in a resturant, as a bus boy so im safe most of the time, but i hate when these people come in. Somehow, they just find something wrong.
Me: “Hi, is **** there?” Customer: “This is him.” Me: “Hi, ****. I’m calling about your order.” Customer: “Oh, great! What do you need?” Me: “Well, sir, you unfortunately forgot to sign both your money orders.” Customer: “…So?” Me: “We can’t cash them if they’re not signed. They’re like checks that way.” Customer: “…So? When that happens, you should just sign it for us. You must write checks to yourselves for customers all the time.” Me: “No, sir, that’s called fraud.” Customer: “…So?” Me: “…So, that’s illegal.” Customer: “…So?” Wow.
Lmao really? (I work at a Scottish import store that specializes in kilts. We mostly rent them out for weddings.) Me: “Okay, guys, you’re all fitted up. Everything will be ready for pick-up the Thursday before the wedding.” Customer: “Guys, you know what we have to do, right? We have to go commando! No wearing anything under the kilt!” *to me* “That’s the way to do it, right?” Me: “Well, gentlemen, we don’t have a policy on that one way or the other. Personally, though, before you decide, I’d advise you to take a moment and consider ALL the implications of the word…’rental.’” Customer: “What? But…oh…oh! Ewww!” I loled so hard here. Double Your Solar, Double Your Fun Tour Guide | Norway (I had a job on a boat, taking tourists out to sea so they could take really nice pictures of the midnight sun. One day, one of the tourists came up to me.) Me: “What do you think of the midnight sun?” Tourist: “Yeah, it’s really nice, but tell me one thing. On the map of our solar system, where is the midnight sun located?” Me: “Er…the sun?” Tourist: “No! I know where the sun is, but where is the midnight sun?” Me: “The midnight sun and the sun are exactly the same, but when you are as far north as you are now, and since it’s summer, the sun never sets.” Tourist: “WHAT THE F***?! I’m gonna sue your sorry a** for false advertisement! I didn’t come all the way from the US to watch the sun I have back home! *storms away* Holy ****!
Yea I do that. Someone links me to a site, and I will stay occupied for hours. Drive Maddie nuts with links to the things sometimes.
hmmm...I'd say the worst I've done is ask for a glass of water, then ask more assertively ("Excuse me sir. Get me some water, please.) twenty minutes later when I didn't get it. I think it justified considering that me and my company were the only ones in the restaurant that night.
