Fearsome Bitch Custy on the TV show Hardcore Pawn tries to get her "purse" out of hawk by attempting to climb over the counter and steal it! The custy and sales associate said the word "purse" so many times my ears began to bleed. They were pointing to Coach bags and nowhere in the world of Coach are they called "purses!" LOL Having sold designer handbags at The Big Fancy for so many years, I would have been sent to Purse Detention for saying it that many times! Hilarious scene!
A woman threatened one of my supervisors when said supervisor was about 6 or 7 months pregnant, and we got a no trespassing order against her.
And about a year later, when we had new management, the same woman came in and got into an argument with our pharmacist on duty, calling him a dirty fucking n-word.
The fight between her and the police that went down that night was epic though.
This one is from a year ago and I have no doubt Vince McMahon would hire her in a minute as WWE's newest gargantuan girl star. This angry custy's home should be in the ring!
I can remember getting custys like her at The Big Fancy who would just shout because they were bitches and it would never fail, while they were shouting like the world was ending, I'd end up making a mistake while finishing their transaction and they would just shout and belittle me even more. I felt so bad for the cashier when she had to correct the change on Stone Colds order, but I loved how her coworkers came and stood by her side, backing her up.
Have you ever gotten flustered and made mistakes while a custy was yelling at you?
This took ploce 6 months ago at a Ross and is one of those instances where our cell phones can come in handy against Psycho Custys! It looks doubtful the woman got prosecuted but nice to know so many people came to the old lady's aid (who was probably sticking up for the cashier, I'm guessing?) I also rather enjoyed the spirtual lecture one woman gave the angry custy!
Insecurity's recent story reminded me of the following that happened while I was a security officer at my last mall.
We had a large number of (elderly) mall walkers who, despite us asking repeatedly, would leave their jackets, hats and umbrellas on whatever surface they chose in the common area of the mall; benches, potted plants, display stands, you name it. Sometimes items would be there for hours, and we would assume they were forgotten and put them in lost and found, only to have an angry mall walker complain about their jacket being 'stolen.'
Sometimes they really were stolen, and there was jack we could do about it, because we had WARNED them not to leave things laying around. The mall walkers even told us that they EXPECTED security to watch their items!
Cue the day an innocent man in the mall submitting his resumes saw an abandoned jacket on a bench. He brought it to the security office, but we were on patrol. He was heading to the main mall office so they could contact us when he was almost physically attacked by the jackets' owner, who was a mall walker. Security actually came upon the scene to see her screaming at him about how all 'his kind' are thieves, she's calling the police, etc.'
Once we got the story we explained to her that there was no crime, this was a misunderstanding, and she should not have left her jacket unattended. We tried to rationalize to her that WHY would he be looking for security while holding a 'stolen' jacket?
She called the police anyway, and the poor man had to explain his story again to them. They agreed with us; misunderstanding. She was still frothing like a rabid badger and kept insisting that it was 'obvious' he was a thief because he was 'one of them.' (I don't know if she was referring to accent, skin color, etc. but he was polite, neatly dressed and well spoken). She finally had to be told to leave the mall, which didn't sit well with her, but we made sure she got in her car and left.
We apologized to the poor man for the way she treated him. Some of those mall walkers were very nasty people! Ironically, he had been looking for Security anyway to submit his resume, as he had previous experience! That's a first impression that will really stick with us!
In keeping with RHU's March Madness theme, I will be posting an Out of Control Custy video every day!
Today's crazy custy may have had a simple customer service point in the beginning - apparently she did not get a receipt - and we don't know the reason for this, but she was not happy about their answer as to why she couldn't have one. Her incessant bitching about it then set off the shop owner into telling her to "Shut up!"
Imagine if you will Nene Leakes of the Atlanta Housewives being told to shut up in a store!
The wrath that ensues is comparable - although this pissed off custy sort of sounds like one of Rocky Balboa's opponents where as Nene has a sharp witty tounge that can bite!
Well, I went to talk to my old manager.
When I walked in, my assistant manager said "I was just about to call you! -Manager- has food poisoning, and she just left." Fuck. However, she told me that Manager wanted me to leave my resume there, and she'll call me. But I'm really not getting my hopes up.
I'm honestly so discouraged. There's no jobs in my town whatsoever, and I can't handle working my degrading job anymore.
Let me tell you a few things that have happened at my shitty fucking job within the last few days.
Corporate sent out a memo stating that nobody is allowed to work more than 5 days a week. However, we got our new schedules yesterday, and GUESS WHO IS THE ONLY ONE WORKING SIX DAYS!? IT'S ME! SURPRISE!
I deserve some days off too. I can't even remember the last time I had more than one day off per week. Meanwhile, my coworker was crying because she got two four hour shifts for the entire week. I offered to give her one of mine, but the manager told us that we're no longer to switch/give away shifts. What the fuck? Why not? She wants the hours, and I'd like to be able to do groceries.
Then I got in shit the other day because a customer wanted to take a photo of me, and I said no. Seriously. The customer was buying baby clothes for her niece or some fucking thing, and she proceeded to tell me her life story, call her niece to make sure she had the right size (And hold up the fucking line) then she said "Can you hold this up so I can take a photo?" I said "We'll just lay it on the counter, and you can take a photo."
The woman proceeded to flip out and say "LOOK, IT'S NOT A BIG DEAL. JUST HOLD IT UP." Why the fuck do I have to hold it up? Just take a fucking photo of it on the counter. According to my manager, I should have just let her take a photo of me.
Then last night, I had a woman scream in my face and tell me that I was a useless fucking moron because she maxed out her card. Which is obviously my fault. I looked right at her and said "There's the door, I'm calling security." She then complained about me, and I got in shit.
The Tampa Police Department uploaded audio of a late-night 911 call in which a woman complained about “raw waffles.”
In the call, made at 11:49 p.m. on Jan. 30, a woman claimed she was served the meal at a nearby Village Inn restaurant and said she told the server that she wanted the meal taken off of her bill, but the server accused her of being intoxicated (she said she was not). The operator told the caller that the incident is likely a “civil matter” between her and the business, but offered to arrange to send authorities to scope out the situation.
The police released the audio to remind Floridians to only call 911 in the event of a real emergency; already, 50 percent of the calls that their 911 dispatchers receive are not emergencies.
In fact, restaurant patrons who are served raw waffles could also consider politely asking their servers to see if the kitchen can cook the food a little longer.