First customer of my shift last night at my department store. Note- we have very very limited space on our counter between our two registers. It is used mainly for items that need to be put back because a customer decided not to buy them or, occasionally, to hold small items for customer while they continue to shop. Also, my area is a separate room from the rest of the store where a bunch of sales things are gathered, so it's kinda a miss-mosh of various items.
Lady comes up, I have just clocked in.
Lady: *puts things on counter*
Me: Hi! Did you find everything okay today?
Lady: I have that stuff over there too. *gestures to the side of the counter we usually reserve for stuff needing to be put back*
Me: This stack?
Lady: NO! I didn't have those and that and WHERE ARE MY SOCKS?!
Me: *look at coworker #1 who has been there all day and is currently fighting with the other register that keeps locking up*
Coworker #1: Oh, they may have accidentally been put up, we can go grab more for you, what colors did you have?
Lady: I can't believe this! I spent 30 minutes picking out socks and you can't even hold them for me! I want your managers name! (note- she picked them out of a small rack of .99 socks that was right next to the register.. how she spent 30 minutes, I'll never know)
Lady proceeds to be completely unhelpful while my coworker #2 is trying to find what design socks she had. All the socks on the rack are the same, just different designs; pink, pink striped, etc.
Coworker #2: *holds up plain blue socks* These?
Lady: UGH NO! How stupid are you people?! You should remember! They were BLUE STRIPED!
...continue for about 5 minutes and 2 total pairs of socks.
Me: Okay, then is this all for you today?
Lady: OF COURSE.
Me: *scan scan scan*
Lady: WAIT! I had candy up here too! I knew this wasn't everything! You bitches are useless!
Me: Ma'am, I'm sorry, it probably got put up, we have very limited space back here and that area is where we tend to put the things that need to be put away.
Lady: That's unacceptable! I want your managers name! You should have remember what I got!
Me: Her name is R.
Me: No, R.
Lady: Your name is Sarah? I'm reporting all your coworkers and I'm reporting you too. This is unacceptable!
After she finally left, my coworkers tell me she yelled "fat bitch" at coworker #1 when she was first in there because she was told she could only use her 15% off coupon ONCE and had left her stuff up there for over an hour.
- Um.. what?