Customer of the year?

Which

Oldman:

An old guy came in and had to be in his 80s. He had hair like Doc from back to the future and was wearing only tighty whities and socks. It was about 4am and no one else was there so I just let him come in. If you go to a store like that you must really need some chips. I don't think he knew where he was or what he was doing. I got busy and stopped watching him. When I looked up he was behind the counter with me. He wasn't trying to do anything just looking around. I told him he couldn't be back there and he just looked at me for a minute then turned to leave. Thats when I saw that he had shit running out of his underwear into his sock. I yelled at him and told him to leave but instead he went over the the coffee are and tried to clean it off. I got him to leave but he left a shitty rag on the counter. I grabbed it on a clean corner and threw it outside. When I got back in I noticed some shit on my hand so I poured straight bleach on it til it burned.

Old Lady:

She came in and is known for taking horse tranqs. She took 20 minutes to get from the front door to the cooler. She started grabbing all the juice she could and then stood there. after 40 minutes I checked and she was standing there sleeping. The whole time her pants were slowly falling down and she would drop a juice every few minutes. Then he popped out of it. She was wide awake and ran out of the store (she dropped everything) with her pants still down and went down the street like that.

 

LOL

where the hell do you work?

You were mean to the oldman, you should've let him used the bathroom.

 

Some that were not nominated:

A crack head handed me a quarter, 3 nickles and a dime and asked for 2 quarters.

Some stupid white kid came in and put a beer in his pants right in front of the camera. When he turned around to leave I was already right there and told him he was on camera and to put it back. He looked right at the camera and said "What camera?" so I slapped him and it fell out and he left.

A guy cam in with his girlfriend the night before and stole a can of beer. I saw the tape and knew what they looked like. The next day they came in and asked for change of a 20 so I kept it and chased them out.

A drunk kid came in and stole a six-pack. I was off work and on the customer side of the counter so I got to him outside quickly. I stood with the front tire of his bike between my legs so he couldn't leave. Then the guy working came out and he's slightly smaller than me. He stood behind him and we got the beer back and stole his bike which I sold back to him a few days later.

 

He didn't ask. I don't think he had any idea what was going on. I figured if he's not in my store it's not my problem anymore. Never seen him again BTW

 

LOL!!

Now I know why I missed reading your threads during the time you were gone.

 

Do you look intimidating?

 

ha,

I have been to one of those plaid pantrys before out in the pacific NW

peoples crazy!

 

one of me drunk and one of me drunker standing in a doorway (for size reference)

 

http://www.hipforums.com/newforums/showthread.php?t=342805&f=68


this will work

 

ah yea youre huge.

 

You sure wear a lot of make up.

 

you always have the face paint on i hope.

the old pooping guy should win customer of the year

 

wow

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=21WeN4cIrNU

 

double wow

 

Hahahaha...I give you props, I lasted for a week in the convenience store career.

 

I love when people come in, see me and then turn around and leave

 

I had an old man tear into my ass about not having a full cup of coffee made. He was at the back of a long line of people, most who also had coffee, and when he put the cup on the counter, he tells me there's only half a cup of coffee. I had been warned a lot of the oldies in town liked to try to screw us over like that, and we had to still charge them full price. So I told him I still had to charge him full price, because I thought he was trying to screw us. Then he tears into me because there was no coffee made. If he had just said that in the first place, I could've had coffee brewing and he could've had a full cup before we were even done arguing. Old asshole. Not to mention, who the fuck doesn't know how to make coffee? The filters were right there next to the machine and plenty of people would just make their own if we were out during a rush. Anyway, I made him his fucking coffee and he was happy, lol.