A witnessed suck from the local supermarket I frequent.
Yesterday, being November 11th was Remembrance Day, and at 11AM, there was a nation-wide two minutes silence. During that time (in this store anyway), no one was served, no customers shopped, ect. Around 99% of the customers, due to not being complete arseholes, had no problem with this.
All except one.
A customer walked into the store just after the two minutes started and strode over to the cigarette counter. He cut in to the front of the line, tapped the counter and said, very loudly "Oi, I want some smokes."
The woman serving at the counter pointed at one of the signs about the two minutes silence and said nothing. The customer (let's call him Buttmunch) grins, and says in an even louder stage whisper "Sorry, twenty cigs* please."
Of course, no one serves Buttmunch and everyone stays silent. Buttmunch's grin droops and he clicks his fingers (!!!!) in the casher's face. "Are you bloody deaf? I want serving."
The casher gives him the politest dirty look I have ever seen and points at the sign again. Buttmunch huffs, checks his watch and says "Is this a fucking joke? I want my cigs!"
Buttmunch proceeds to sigh, huff, fidget, check his watch and generally be a disrespectful fuckface for the remaining minute. Customers all over the store give him filthy looks. Eventually, there's a bing-bong on the tannoy, and the silence is over. Buttmunch grins again and turns to the casher. "Right, twenty cigs please."
Casher beams at him. "Sorry sir, but due to your disrespectful attitude and your language, I don't wish to serve you."
Buttmunch stares at her, mouth hanging over, then turns bright red and says "Let me see your fucking manager."
Casher calls over Manager, and Buttmunch launches into a huge animated retelling of the last three minutes. Manager nods and smiles the whole time, then says something to Buttmunch that I didn't catch. Buttmunch stares at him then curses, and storms off out of the store.
According to my mum (who works there), Manager basically told Buttmunch that Casher was perfectly within her rights to refuse to serve him and there were signs posted all around that verbal abuse towards workers would not be tolerated. And now Buttmunch, thanks to his potty mouth, is no longer welcome at my local supermarket.
*Buttmunch actually specified a brand but I can't for the life of me remember what it was lol
- "Two minutes slience? Ridiculous! SERVE ME IMMEDIATELY!"