Lithian's Retail (horror) Stories

The Horrific Stories of Lit's Job

Hello all! Some of you know me personally, while others just as "super important person on HS" Well, let me introduce you to the daily horror stories I deal with at work. There are probably others here who work retail, so feel free to post your own experiences in reply!

A little about my job... I work at a Dollar General (where things generally round to a dollar, we are NOT a $1 store) in the redneck/white-trash area of northern Maryland. Legit, the county I live in is called "Ceciltucky" and people are PROUD to be inbred. Yeah. Anyway, my duties range from cashier, stocking, ordering things, cleaning up after people who just don't give a damn - etc. I have to act like I genuinely care about peoples kids who are throwing tantrums because they want a toy. Like seriously? WAH. YOU WILL LIVE. 99% of the customers cave and get their kids toys to stop them from crying and whatnot. I'm thankful for the 1% who are like "SHUT UP BRAT, I SAID NO" ...

Now getting down to business: my first story of the day. We will call it

"Petty Penny Bitch"
PPB comes to check out and hands me a bag of chips that has 20 small bags, y'know - the snack kind?
PPB: Make sure these come up as $2.50 because I'm not sure if it's in the right spot.
ME: Yes ma'am, can do!
-checks price-
ME: Nope, it's $6.95 Want it?
PPB: Uh no, cuz it definitely says $2.50 over there.
Mind you I am using slang because I am QUOTING this woman. Do enjoy...
ME: I can see from here that they are in the 6.95 spot though...
PPB: Uh no, there are like four of them there.
ME: The price below them is 2.50 - yes, but their price is labeled-
PPB: I don't care, cuz state law says you gotta gimme the price where it's at on the shelf.
ME: Actually, it's not. It's a store to store policy on how they handle this type of issue. If there was more than one in the spot, and the label had the product name with 2.50 as the price, we would accommodate you in some form. However that is a vendor product and we cannot change the prices on them. I'm sorry.
PPB: YOU DONT KNOW WHAT UR TALKIN ABOUT! Get me ur manager!
ME: ............Sure!
-pages manager-
M: What's up?
-I explain but am cut of by her repeating what she said to me, but with more of an attitude-
M: -repeats what I said-
PPB: UR A MORON! I WANT THIS PRICE!
M: Well, please stop yelling, for one. Second, I can't do that since it's a vendor product.
At this point I have 5 people in line behind her, so I just open another register. The other customers are like wtf is her problem, seriously get the fuck out, etc. Meanwhile my manager decides he's not going to take her shit and gets in total manager mode.
M: You have two options; buy the product at this price or leave and don't come back.
PPB: I'll buy the damn thing. -pulls out PENNIES- Here. There's $23 there.
M: OK well I have to count it out-
PPB: I'M TELLING U ITS $23!
M: Sure it is -goes to weigh it and finds out it's only $20- You still need $2.30
PPB: DID YOU STEAL MY MONEY!? WTF! WHATS UR NAME!
M: Ed.
PPB: YOU WONT HAVE A JOB TOMORROW ED! I RAISE HELL!
M: Sure, have a good night.
PPB: -exaggerated "kindness"- YOU TOOOOOO! Try and get laid, seems like ya need to! ASSHOLE
M: Nah, I got some last night - so I'm good for now

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