Papa Tiger does that?
So does my wife. We call it “The Trance Of Meditative Consumption…”
I never can understand going out of the way to save maybe, five cents. What you save on what you buy you’ll end up spending on gas money, according to my mother.
People are so dumb-what’s the saying, “penny wise or pound foolish” or whatever?
I was stuck at Walmart a couple weeks ago behind this woman holding a sales paper for a different grocery store, Albertsons. The poor cashier had already rung up her ENTIRE cart of about $250 worth of stuff, and then the woman pulled out the paper to say she wanted to check the prices. So she goes through every item in the paper, one by one, to make sure she gets the best possible deal on everything.
Her paper had peaches for $1.50/pound less than Walmart, so she asked for the discount. I thought that was still reasonable. I was tired of waiting, but I can understand saving a few dollars like that.
The only other discount she got was for 2 liter Coke bottles. Albertsons had the bottles for $0.97, while Walmart was charging (GASP!) $0.98!!! She made the cashier go through and find all 4 of the 2 liter bottles she bought and take off the 4 cents.
Firstly, she could have at least been nice to the cashier. She was really getting onto her because Walmart didn’t have the lowest prices.
Secondly, were those 4 damn pennies worth it? I had just gotten out of class and was dead tired after not getting enough sleep the night before. In the time it took her to get those 4 pennies, I could have been checked out, out the door, and in my car.
Lastly, why the hell didn’t she mention the sales paper BEFORE everything was rung up? Surely that would have saved everyone involved some time and trouble, since the cashier wouldn’t have had to go back and check the mile-long receipt.
Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
Sherwin-Williams, years ago. Assistant manager Quasi at the counter:
Little ol lady buys a gallon of paint and a few brushes and a tray.
I ring up the sale. She then asks if I gave her her “contractor’s” discount.
I void the sale, ring it up again and give her 10% off. My manager once told me if they quibble about the price, we can always give ten percent, so I did, and she waddled away happy, thinking she put one over on me.
Plus she was just so damn cute with that “contractor’s” bullshit, how could I refuse?
Hell, let the auditors sort it out.
And no, she wasn’t a contractor, nor did she own a paint contractor’s business. She was just a sweet old lady who wanted her “discount, dammit!” If she had asked for it as a senior citizen’s discount, I would have given it to her that way.
YMMV, of course! 
Q
I used to work in a convenience store a member of my family owns. One day, a man asked me about the price of a juice drink. The label on the refrigerated case said that it was 69 cents, and so I told him that’s what it was. He went on a tirade about how outrageous the price was and that we were gouging.
Working in a convenience store, you hear a lot of these complaints, and honestly, I was sick of them. I got a little hostile, and gave him the whole bit about how I didn’t set the prices. It became a pretty nasty scene.
Later, I found out that I had been wrong about the juice drink’s price. It was really only a quarter. I felt pretty bad about that for a while. The old bastard had been right! I was gouging, albeit unintentionally.
I work at a tourist bar here in downtown San Antonio on the Riverwalk.
Read that carefully. See the key words? “Tourist…bar…Riverwalk…downtown…”
You know things are going to be expensive. The entire Riverwalk is a tourist trap; the rent’s far too high for it to be anything else. You’re paying for the pretty view, people. One way and another.
And yet I get tourists at my bar who bitch and whine and tell me how much cheaper beer is “back in Wisconsin.”
If you just left your house for a cheap beer, HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET ALL THE WAY DOWN HERE, YOU FUCKING ASSHAT?
Geez. People want to go on vacation to the hottest tourist destination in the entire freakin’ state, and then they want the same prices they can get at the ice-house back home in Bum Fuck Nowhere. WTF? Nobody made 'em go on vacation, for God’s sake! Gee, don’t I feel sorry for you, Mr. Vacationing Schmuck Having To Pay So Much For Your Beer. I’m at work! Sorry! No sympathy here!
I had these two older guys [sub]rednecks[/sub] at the bar who pitched an absolute fit about the price of draft beer. Ordered two of 'em, drank both, stiffed me, and ordered another round, bitching the entire time.
And I was okay with it, b/c it comes with the job. :shrug:
And then Guy #1 calls me over and says, “Look. The price of beer down here is ridiculous. Where do the Mexicans drink?”
I could have pointed out any number of incredibly ironic/racist problems with that statement–why couldn’t he have said “locals?” And how incredibly insulting to assume that all “Mexicans” know where the cheap beer is to be found…and on and on and on…but after a split second, I realized she who laughs last laughs longest.
So I sent him and his buddy to a notoriously hairy “locals only” bar, deep in the bowels of downtown, where they wave you over with a metal detector before they let you in the door, and you could get shot just as quickly as you get drunk.
But hey, the beer’s cheap. If you live long enough to pay your tab when you’ve got that kind of attitude.
Years ago I worked at Tower records and we got that shit all the time.
Them: You know this is cheaper up the street at HMV?
Me: So why are you here?
or
Me: Ok, so go there and buy it.
or
Me: Well the price here is on the label.
God what fucking idiots.
At least being a supervisor was fun, any schmuck that gave me a hassle was a dead man.
I work in property management, and our fee for finding an apartment is one month’s rent, paid after the leases are signed. Someone told me “Well, you’re cheating people. Other places only charge 1/2 month’s rent.” I said “Well, go there.”
Another person looked me straight in the eye and said “Well, if it would help me to find an apartment, you should waive the fee.” What am I doing this for? My health?
I used to work at a thrift store where our hardcover books were .49 and the paperbacks were .25. I had an older couple come to my register and say, “There’s a thrift store we go to where ALL the books are $.10. These books are too expensive.” I felt like saying, “I was at Barnes and Noble yesterday and I bought a paperback book for $15.00. Stop your bitching.”
I work at a small independent bookstore, and we frequently have people telling us the books are really expensive (thankfully not many of the rude people mentioned above).
Problem is, they are expensive. Since we aren’t able to buy in bulk, we can’t give the discount the chain stores do. We give a blanket discount of 10% on hardbacks, and 20% on book clubs, but that’s it (with a couple small exceptions). But…(ARGH) the publisher keeps raising the price of the book because they know the chains will just mark it down, and thus they all make more money, and we get screwed 
This was a big frustration when I worked at Eastern Mountain Sports. We’d spend hours with someone helping them pick out just the right gear, fitting their packs, demonstrating tents. Then they’d thank us for the help and tell us that they were going to get it at Camp-Mor, which was about an hour’s drive away.
Half the time, they’d be back with their tail between their legs to buy from us.
Camp-Mor is a great place, and a great catalog and the prices are low, but in a lot of ways, you get what you pay for. The sales help is very inconsistent. A few people are very knowledgable. Most aren’t. The store is a mess. They stock a lot of crappy stuff. And they don’t necessarily stock the same stuff as EMS.
These people were just taking advantage of us, and it was pretty annoying.
[Time-Life Books Commercial]…but one of the most ornery gunslingin’ record store supervisors was World Eater. He once shot a man for humming too loud! [/Time-Life Books Commercial]
I’ve got a similar story. Morelin and I were up in Chattanooga, and we stopped for lunch at this brewhouse place. Now this place brews all its own beer on site and the beer has won medals and awards out the wazoo. And they don’t sell any outside beer. It’s on the big menu out front. So we order and are waiting for the food when the table next to us starts to order. And the guy…well…
“And what would you like to drink, sir?”
“Ya’ll have BUD LIGHT?”
(I about spit out my tasty microbrewed beer)
“No, but we have <somebeer>, which is about the same flavor…”
“Naw, I want a BUD LIGHT.”
“Sir, we brew all our own beer here…”
“So no BUD LIGHT?”
“No, I’m sorry.”
Why in the everloving fuck would you go to a brewhouse and order a Bud Light?
Rick working behind counter “What can I do for you?”
Clueless "How much is a clutch for a 72 rolls canhardly?
Rick “It’s $79.95 complete and I have it in stock”
CL “But so and so sells it for $35.00”
Rick “Sir that is below my cost so I suggest that you go buy it there.”
CL “They are out of stock”
Rick “Well that makes a big difference, you see, when I am out of stock I only get $10 for this part. But when I have the part on the shelf the price is $79.95.”
Because you cannot fix stupid.
I help out on the weekends working in the box office of my father-in-law’s drive-in movie theater. The theater has two screens and each screen plays a double feature every night of first-run movies.
We charge $7 per adult (13 years old and older). For every paid adult admission, two children 12 years old or younger get in free.
Also, we do not care what you bring in food or drink wise, just as long as you do not fire up the grill next to your car. (Some people do not grasp the concept of the complex chemical reaction when fire and auto fuel combine. You know… fire.)
Therefore a family of six could potentially see two movies and munch away on all the snacks and sodas their SUV can hold for a whoppin’ $14. Try doing THAT at a Google-plex.
Every time I work there is always someone who acts as if I made them mortgage their house, sell their first born and a bodily organ in order to buy a ticket.
Not to mention the fact that they’d probably end up paying that $5 for shipping and handling anyway.
Eh? I’ve never worked in a retail place that ran out of stock on anything so I’m pretty ignorant about these things. How do you go from $10 for a part to $79.95? That’s a huge freakin’ jump in price. Do all hardware or auto supply stores work like this? Not being snappy at all, I’m genuinely curious!
Psst, lezlers – it’s sarcasm. What good is a lower price at the other store if they’re out of stock? They can’t collect the money if they have nothing to sell.
This is quite a timely rant.
I was grocery shopping at Ralph’s on Saturday and was picking out some fruit. Some guy says to his gal “this produce is so expensive. I could get all this stuff cheaper at Henry’s.”
It was all I could do to keep my trap shut. I wanted to say to him, “so then why the hell don’t you go over and buy your fruit there?!?”
I mean, shit, I know that Trader Joe’s sells some stuff that I buy at Ralph’s for a lower price. But sometimes I don’t feel like shlepping all over town to buy groceries. So I suck it up and pay the few extra bucks.
Well don’t I feel like a dumbfuck. :smack: