I worked a 24 hour gas station for like 3 years. The amount of fukkery and stupidity I witnesses was on some
but because I usually worked overnight and I was an assistant manager, I usually got free reign to handle most situations like I wanted.
So I'm stocking some stuff around the store and this extra dusty ass white dude comes into the store, looking like he just got through taking a hit of meth.
He goes to the beer cooler, grabs an 18 pack, a 6 pack, and asks for a pack of smokes. I ring him up and tell him his amount so this dude pulls out like 4 large ziplock bags of various change and starts pulling it out.
Him: Just trying to get rid of this change, man.
Me: Do I look like a bank. I'm not taking all that change.
Him: Actually, it's legal tender! You have to take it!
Me: Oh, do I?
Seems to me like you might be intoxicated and I don't feel comfortable selling you alcohol or tobacco products.
Him: That's BS! You can't do that because I haven't had a sip of alcohol!
Me:
Him: I want to speak to a manager!
Me: Lemme see if the manager is available for you 'holds up nametag that says manager'
Him: Fukk you and this store!
Me: I'll be sure to let the manager know how you feel
CAC stormed out the store, mad as Fukk.
I stayed fukking with extremely rude customers. You throw your money on the counter, I'll crumple your bills and push it towards the edge. You act rude for no reason, my debit system might be down. You complain when I ask for your ID, maybe it looks fake to me.