An Ongoing Adventure
Worst a customer has done that I witnessed was either the woman who let her son ride a motorized cart who immediately hit a pickle shelf, saw me rounding the corner to make sure everyone was okay, and snatched her kid off, saying, ‘He’ll take care of it, come on.’
Or the guy who cusses out me, my direct supervisor, and three other managers because we don’t carry Bud’s Best Cookies. I now laugh at how he exclaimed, “I thought this was a GROCERY STORE!” in a Deep South accent.