Originally Posted by: PonyOneDoubtful. He would have had to write up a whole load of paperwork to lose the money AND product in the shuffle pocket the cash... he was probably just being a jerk, no ulterior motive. That or, I know it's hard to believe, but sometimes they legitimately can't give a discount... (just playing devil's advocate here)

But I've had some godawful treatment in retail before. I went to a drugstore across the street from where I lived in Boston; practically everyone there knew me to some degree, since I'd been going there for five years, and they shuffled through high school students I went to school with on break quite often. Because I've worked in fields where you get thrown huge levels of abuse and retarded expectations (car sales and hospitality... plus retail and foodservice), I am probably the most tolerant, patient, lenient patron you'll ever have. Need to shuffle some change around? Go ahead. Manager glowering at you? I understand, it's stressful. Take your time.

But on this occasion, this girl was talking to her friend... who didn't work there and was just standing there. She has her back to me, and I kind of coughed to get her attention; she kind of looked over her shoulder, saw me, and then went back to talking. "Mmhmm. I was like, I told him, yo, you best recognize [this was the big ghetto word at the time... "recognize"], I mean..."

I thought maybe she'd turn around to start ringing me up, but for a solid 30 seconds she just blabbed on about some stupid guy she broke up with. "Uh, excuse me-" I started and she put a finger up at me to tell me to "hold up." Now I'm starting to get pissed. This is crap. "Excuse me, I-"

"FINE," she snaps and turns around. I was buying a bag of chips and two cokes, a 20 oz for the walk back and a two liter for the Gran Turismo tournament. She dumps the cokes off the little ledge thing into the bag, so they'e all shaken and stuff... I can't openthat 20 oz now!! WTF? And she grabs the Doritos like an unruly chicken, slides it across the scanner thing over and over vogorously, crushing half the chips, then dumps it on top of the cokes haphazardly. "Four dollas, forty eight cent."

I pulled a five from my pocket and handed it to her with a smile. "Here y'are, bitch." Her jaw dropped. "Keep the change and buy some manners. I'm going to go get a Coke that wasn't shaken and some chips that aren't crushed." I went and replaced my messed up goods with stuff that wasn't messed up. "Have a great night," I smiled as I left. Her friend started to snap something at me, and I told her to, uh, buzz off.

I spoke with the manager a couple days later and he said it wasn't the first complaint, and they trusted me because I was nice (I mean how many people tip the checkout people at the drugstore during the holidays???) and after the next day, I never saw her again.