During my (thankfully) brief career in the grocery industry, we had a regular pervert. He would ask the cashiers if they were bad and needed a spanking. It was a waste of time to report it to the boss, he didn’t care about any of us.
One night, he came in with a jacket with a familiar manufacturing emblem.
Me: Hey, do you work for (company)?
Pervert: Puffs chest proudly: I do!
Me: My Dad’s company buys from your company. (States Dad’s company and his name)
Pervert: Turns pale, Oh yeah.
Me: I’ll tell him you said hello.
Pervert rushes out of store and never comes through my line again.
I still have a good little giggle over it.
read more Creepy Customer Tales here
and for lots more Cashier Hell stories go here