Crazy Lady Tales: "You're Stalking me!"
From Bookstore Slave, November, 2011
Bookstore Slave here with a short, but real gem, of a custy in northern California. After ringing a lady up for her books, she looks at the total and flips.
Her: Why is the total so high?
Me: I'm sorry, were they on sale?
Her: No! This book is $6.99 and that one is $7.99! The total should be $14.98!
Me *understanding*: By any chance are you from Oregon?
Her: How did you know that? Have you been stalking me?!
Me: No ma'am. It's just that Oregon is the nearest state that doesn't tack on sales tax. It's merely a logical guess.
Her: Sales tax? What the hell is that nonsense?! You're lying! You've been stalking me haven't you?! HAVEN'T YOU?!
The manager swoops in to the rescue saves my ass, aborts the sale and re-rings her up. Apparently he missed the actual conversation, and was merely responding to a hysterical customer.
Her: Why is the total so high?! The price should be $14.98!
Manager: Ahh, you must be from Oregon. It's beautiful up there.
Her: YOU'RE ALL STALKING ME! I'M CALLING THE POLICE!
She bolted from the store, leaving her books behind. You know, I've met other Oregon-ians, and they just go "Ohhhh riiight," whenever I mention sales tax. This lady was the only one to jump to the stalking conclusion first. Interestingly enough, the police never visited or asked for either of us. I can only guess the police were "stalking" her too.
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