From  Thexthy Tales From Retail:

Not much back story. As you can probably guess from the title, I'm epileptic and have seizures. Thankfully, my store was actually super understanding of my disability and did everything to help me. This is a mixture of what I remember, and what I was told by my managers what happened.

There is only 1 register in the store where you can get cigarettes/lighters/certain more expensive liquor etc. And I happened to be the one working that register. Everything was going completely fine with the usual customer banter when an aura hit me and hit me hard.

For those of you that are unfamiliar, an aura is kind of a warning sign before a seizure that only you can feel, but can do nothing about. It could be a funny smell, hallucinations, the feeling of slipping out of reality, a number of different things. Anyway, for me, this time, it was the feeling that everything was moving in slow motion.

Last thing I remember was scanning a box of golf balls and the customer requesting Marlboro gold, Then feeling frozen in place (which apparently I actually was) I heard this right before I blacked out.

Guy: Hello? HELLO!?! HEEEEEELLLOOOOOO!?! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? I SAID I WANTED A BOX OF MARLBORO GOLD! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?? I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS! MARLBORO GOLD! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT IS?? ARE YOU AN IDIOT?

Aaaaaand then I was gone. I woke up on the floor surrounded by my managers. (One customer was awesome enough to go run and get help.) From what I understand, the whole time I was on the floor having a seizure, the customers in line were watching this and actually bitching to the managers helping me about how I must be on drugs and they still expected to be rung up, despite them trying to explain I was having a seizure.
They were telling the managers to "just step over me" to get their smokes and lighters for them and get to the register, then causing a huge scene when they were refused. They said they actually had to radio security to come and shoo people away.

It just blows my mind that people can act this way. Look, I'm sorry I'm having a seizure and can't get your cigarettes for you, but I don't exactly have any control over this. I think you'll survive without your smokes and lighters for a few more minutes. Makes me sad this is the world we live in sometimes.

Tldr; Had a seizure at work, customers demanded I be stepped over so they can still be rung up.

--Thexthy