What city was this in? Funny story though, what happened to the people that came in with the crowbars?
. I go get them for her, she tries them on, then asks for all of them in a 7, by then in like 
Aight bytch damn. I bring those to her, she tries them on, looks at them in the mirror for like 10 minutes skr8, takes em back off and says "
I'm good" and leaves, I just stood there as she walked off like 
I worked at JC Penny's for like a year in hs at a mall that really only old white people went to, I worked the shoe department, I'm at work one day and this old white lady comes, picks out 3 shoes and asked me to bring her like a 6 in all three. For those who have no idea what the salesperson does when they go in the storeroom to get your shoes, you track them down by a number (and they aren't always in order), and a lot of times the box you want is under like 10 boxes, may even have to climb a ladder to get to it without knocking the other boxes over. So I bring the lady the shoes she asked for, she tries them on, then asks for all the shoes in a 6 1/2 I'm like
I used to work in the shoe dept. at jcp too. I feel your pain.
I can't keep track of every item on sale, and what the price is supposed to be.....but you have customers coming in expecting you to and then getting mad when something rings up regular price. All you have to do is say, "Wait, this is on sale.....it says a different price back there or in the ad" and then I can check into it and adjust it. But nooooooo.....people automatically wanna go from 0 to 100 and start making a scene like I know wtf it's supposed to be. I've had to bark on so many people because of that.....just because I'm in retail I'm not gonna be disrespected. Luckily my managers were cool, and since I was the best cashier they had (we had to sell subscriptions for HQ numbers, and I always sold the most) they would ride with me all the time. I don't know how dude almost got me....but he came in with a $50 bill and asked for change. But the amount of change he asked for was more than the $50. He was talkin mad fast and it threw me off. I almost gave him the money, but luckily my co-worker heard him and was like "
Don't give him shyt, he's playing you" and then broke it down to me. I was like 
-- Sprinting to the back of the store to grab electronics, TVs, DVDs, whatever the fukk people buy was grabbed. As a cashier the lines were insanely long, luckily I worked in the Garden Center and we only had 4 registers and had 8 people working so you could take a break. I worked the first hour, got relief and didn't come back til the end of my shift. By that point i had been working there a solid seven months and knew I wasn't getting fired (I quit a little more than a month later)
§ansprix™;60493 said:I almost got hustled one time tho
and gave him the money. This shyt went on for about five minutes him exchanging random money from me and I must have gotten messed up somewhere or confused because the denominations kept getting weirder and weirder and he kept asking for me to recount what I had, the sneaky fukk.
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I probably wouldn't have done anything but still...fukk him.
