My parents own a shoe store, and I have been helping out on weekends since I was 12. I am 27 now so you can imagine my hell. I have had many (bad, funny, unbelievable) experiences, but this weekend I have had two of the worst.
This lady asks how much is a boot; I tell her $28. She tells me in the other store it was $15. I tell her it would be more convenient for her to buy it there because it's cheaper.
Mind you I've been at this for so long, and since I am the owners daughter, when I do get frustrated I do say something in the nicest possible way and with a smile.
This sets her off, she tells me that I don't have to have an attitude and that she has a Mercedes Benz, and she has a mansion and that she could buy the whole store because she has that much money.
I then ask her, "Then why are you arguing over $30?"
Her eyes bulge out, her face turns bright red, and I think that if my mom was not there to pull me back she would have punched me. This is one of many stories in MY hell.
Lady: How much?
Lady: How much for wholesale?
She then proceeds to ask for 12 pairs of shoes. It takes about an hour and a half of my time, pulling them out and making sure she likes them because she was very picky. I have them in bags ready to go, we go to the cashier, and she hands me a 10 dollar bill. I look at her and at the bill not understanding.
Me: it's going to be $108
Lady: Oh I thought you said $9
I was dumbfounded: she thought it was going to be $9 for 12 pairs of shoes! I just stared at her.
She gives me 2 more dollars and takes one out of the bags and says "ok I'll just take this one." And walks out.