So this isn't much of a story, but as I hardly work on the checkout, this is my first bizarre customer!
I work in grocery mostly and I was putting items on the shelves until I got called to checkout. Okay, that's fine. I'll just get through some customers then go back to zoning out.
Well, an older lady with a face like a bulldog came up to my counter. It was normal, I packed her bags, she paid by cash so I handed her back her change. Thought that was the end of that.
She scrutinised her coins and then declared sourly, "This dollar is dirty." I mean yeah, it's dirty, but it's money and it gets carried around everywhere.
"Can you give me another dollar? I don't want this one; I want a shinier dollar," she snapped out. "Can you open your till and swap it?"
I was feeling a bit sour at this point so I forced a sheepish smile and said, "Sorry, I don't have the authorisation to open it for you."
"Oh." She looked dejected and then picked up her bags and stormed off. I just stared at her and I exchanged glances with the customer next in the queue.
Look, lady, it's just fucking money.