Bought a necklace online with an account at a major bank, which I had only for online purchases. Necklace cost $0.51 with free shipping, and I had deposited $50 earlier that day.
Well, my $0.51 charge, since it was made at 11:55 PM, was processed before my $50.00 deposit, which had been at 2:14 PM.
So I was charged a $15 fee for overdrafting, and then a $35 fee for not having any money in my account, leaving me with about $0.23 in my account.
I went to the bank to sort it out and/or cancel my account. When they refused to reverse the fees, I tried to cancel my account and the guy was flatly shocked that I would cancel my account over this... And then charged me a $25 cancellation fee.
A few months later, they got bought out by Wells Fargo. Fuck that bank.
If I remember, my shop had a big convention going on, when two big ladies came up to the counter with ice cream to check-out. My head was in the clouds because my coworker and I were talking about a cute employee in a different department.
Anyways, the ice cream bag was puffed up because our freezer was super cold. As soon as I rang up the ice cream I instantly laughed and told my coworker "Hey look it's so fat!"
My coworker was stunned and kept quiet until the guests left the shop.
When they left, my coworker turned to me and started laughing. Needless to say I didn't realize I had just offended the guests and they left with a mean mug on their faces. The whole time I was on shift I felt guilty for what I had said.
Have you ever said something dumb to a custy that you regretted? I can't think of anything off hand, but I usually got in trouble for saying a compliment to a custy that would backfire, "I love your new hair color and length!" "My hair is short because I have cancer!" That kind of thing. But I'm sure I must have made verbal missteps like the one above, especially selling clothing items. Share with RHU dumb things you have accidentally said to custys.
This story is several years old and takes place at a time when my grandmother was still working.
She was part of the department that was there to get reviews and comments on the health care of the hospital she was working for. (Funnily enough, she was submitted to that hospital a few years later for an operation and my mother had some polite, but decided words about the health care my grandmother was receiving).
Somehow, my grandmother was on the phone with this girl (well, ‘girl’ meaning probably in her 20s or older, but young enough to be a girl to my grandmother) and she was beginning to be annoying. Somehow, she started a discussion on what weight a baby should have when it is X months/years old. Then she pulled the I Am Important card.
“I should know, after all,” she said, proud as punch. “I am a Registered Nurse.”
My grandmother replied, in her nicest deadpan-snarker voice, “I am sure your mother is very proud of you.”
And that is how that line has become our go-to way of being the politest way to tell someone to fuck off.