Wanna hear a funny story? Well it wasn't funny to me until I went to tell others about it, I was actually pretty upset.
Me: Hi, how can I help you?
Customer: Can I have 2 cones please? (so quiet I couldn't hear properly)
Me: Sorry what was that?
Customer: 2 cones please?
Me: Oh right, would you like anything else with that?
Customer: Can I get that chocolate thingy on my cones?
Me: Yeah sure, did you want the flakes? *puts "add flake" through register*
Customer: Yeah.. no I want chocolate topping.
Me: Did you want that in a lid then?
Customer: No, I want a cone with choc. topping.
Jesse (Manager): We can't actually put chocolate topping on a cone sorry.
This is where Jesse actually made the cone with a flake in it already.
Customer: Okay just the cone then.
Jesse went to make another cone.
Me: That'll be 2 dollars thanks.
Customer: 2 dollars? I want a single cone?
Me: Oh sorry, I'll change that for you. That'll be 50 cents.
Customer: I wanted 2 cones?
This is where I became confuzzled.
Me: 2 cones, that's 1 dollar. Sorry about that sir.
Jesse went to make another cone.
Customer: *Mumbles*
Me: Sorry?
Customer: I'm not a fucking sir, I'm a fucking woman. Fucking dipshit.
Me: *Went silent*
Customer: *Walks away STILL swearing*
Customer: Can I have 2 cones please? (so quiet I couldn't hear properly)
Me: Sorry what was that?
Customer: 2 cones please?
Me: Oh right, would you like anything else with that?
Customer: Can I get that chocolate thingy on my cones?
Me: Yeah sure, did you want the flakes? *puts "add flake" through register*
Customer: Yeah.. no I want chocolate topping.
Me: Did you want that in a lid then?
Customer: No, I want a cone with choc. topping.
Jesse (Manager): We can't actually put chocolate topping on a cone sorry.
This is where Jesse actually made the cone with a flake in it already.
Customer: Okay just the cone then.
Jesse went to make another cone.
Me: That'll be 2 dollars thanks.
Customer: 2 dollars? I want a single cone?
Me: Oh sorry, I'll change that for you. That'll be 50 cents.
Customer: I wanted 2 cones?
This is where I became confuzzled.
Me: 2 cones, that's 1 dollar. Sorry about that sir.
Jesse went to make another cone.
Customer: *Mumbles*
Me: Sorry?
Customer: I'm not a fucking sir, I'm a fucking woman. Fucking dipshit.
Me: *Went silent*
Customer: *Walks away STILL swearing*
Laugh my ass off, I swear. That person sounded like a man, looked like a man. Geez. People these days.
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