Me: *Packing out stock*
Customer: Hisssss!
Me: *Looks around, confused for a moment before spotting said customer*
Customer: Hisssss! *Pointing at himself*
Me: *Looks around confused*
Customer: Hisssss! Hisssssss! *Pointing at himself more vigorously*
Me: *Blinks and resumes packing out stuff, ignoring him*
I have no idea what kind of response this guy was thinking he was going to get and I have no idea why he was hissing at me but fuck me if I'm going to respond to that.
At work we offer to send out our promo-catalogues through the mail because we have new ones monthly and in exchange for letting us advertise to you directly, you get some discount vouchers mailed out to you. Not that bad a deal, particularly if you buy a lot of stuff from us. I tend to offer this frequently. I offered it to a customer who declined, no problem, I then offer it to his friend who accepted and got some discounted printed with his receipt. His friend then *demands* the same discounts. I tell him, truthfully, that we can't unless he buys something and he starts complaining about having bought something. Fair enough, but they can only go through with a transaction. I point him to these cheap screwdrivers at the till for a euro and he starts raging at me, claiming I'm blackmailing him or something to that effect. His friend at least had the good nature to actually blush and pull his cap down over his face in embarrassment.
Regularly we get this guy who's an amateur musician of the dumbed kind. This fellow is mentally dense to the degree that he has to be shown multiple times how to plug stuff together for it to work. An example, we had an offer on a twin wireless-mic and headpiece system in which you get a wireless receiver, two wireless mics and a battery box that comes with a lapel mic and a mic that has a brace that goes over your head with the mic itself being kept alongside your mouth. He struggled and I mean STRUGGLED with the concept of the mics being able to work at the same time as well as how the battery box and the lapel and jaw-mic worked. It was baffling how someone who works with speakers, guitars etc could not grasp the simple fact that running a 6.3-inch jack from a device to an amp carries the sound from it. In fairness to him, he's a lovely guy but no one in the store wants to deal with him because of how painfully stupid he is.
Me: Good day, how can I help you?
Customer: Hi, I'd like a refund on this.
Me: Certainly, do you have your receipt with you? Is the unit faulty or not satisfactory?
Customer: It's not satisfactory.
Me: Fair enough, I'll need to take your name and address for the refund.
Customer: Sure.
So far so good, I start taking their name and address when I notice the customer was from Co. Waterford. For those of you who don't know, Waterford is a good two hour's drive to Cork (I have the joy of working in a retail shop that has all of six stores throughout Ireland and we do a lot of gear that you literally can not get anywhere else in Ireland). Anyway, I stop and just stare at him for several seconds, completely befuddled. He was returning a small audio adapter that was worth three or four euro. The price of petrol from there to here would have been ten or fifteen euro.
Customer: Hi, I'd like to pay for this by cheque, is that okay?
Me: Sure, may I see the cheque please?
Customer: Sure.
After inspecting the cheque, I see it's a personal cheque.
Me: I'm sorry sir, we can't take personal cheques.
Customer: What? Sure you can, one of you guys took one from me last week.
Me: No, no one where would take a personal cheque. It's against store policy.
Customer: Look, just take the fucking cheque. Fill it in, now, I'm in a hurry.
Me: No, I will not take it. Also, I am not filling in your cheque. That's definitely a no-no. I'd get fired if I did that.
Customer: The same guy did it last week. You better do it!
Me: Can you tell me the name of the person who did this then? This is the kind of stuff that can get them fired.
The customer then grumbled and paid with cash. Tried the same thing the following week and got the same response but had the cash ready for when I said no. A few weeks later we got a visit from the Gardai, Irish police, who were investigating cheque fraud. Never saw him again.