When I worked at a men’s accessory shop - our ties were price coded according to the plastic color tie hook they were hung on. We found out that someone had switched the tie hooks on a few ties - only, they had switched the cheap ones for the more expensive ones, and ended up paying more!
I’m surprised to see I didn’t post about this in the other thread, but: on my last day in the copy place (the one I mentioned in post #10), my final customer tried to pay for $20 in copies using only spare change. I guess he wasn’t any crazier that the homeless rapper or the obsessives or the people who would have their order tweaked over and over again for weeks, but I thought it was bizarre. He told me he was leaving town and didn’t want to take all the change with him. I think I accepted about half of it but wouldn’t take the pennies and nickels.
I worked for a while granting visa extensions. load of stories obviously but the one that really sticks out was the guy who submitted a really crappy false bank statement with his papers, the information on the statement would have indicated that he was working in breach of his conditions so he was pretty much screwed either way
Counting out pennies at the 7-11
From a quarter past six till a quarter of seven
The manager, Bevan, starts to abuse me
Hey, man, I just want some Muesli.
My guess - the delivery guy would be screwed for accepting a wrong check, they’d eat the loss, or at best, try to deposit it and eat the loss when it comes back NSF.
There’s this guy where I used to live named Sailor Dan. He’s a homeless dude who does nothing but make pictures of the same ship. But he’s the pet homeless person of the city, and it’s a status symbol for him to give you one of his pictures.
Anyway, a few months back someone created a Facebook group saying he had passed away, and thousands of people signed up to give their condolences and share their stories. Then someone figured out it was all a hoax and all hell broke loose, with people insulting the dude who made the group and insisting he be banned from Facebook. I guess you don’t fuck with Sailor Dan because the entire under-30 population of the city plus the hippies will fuck with you.
We had a lady I’ve mentioned in these customer threads before.
I’m the baker in a cafe located in the public library. The whole library gets some crazies, being as it’s warm in winter, cool in summer, and centrally located on a bus line. But the Buddha Lady was the craziest.
She’d sprinkle pine twigs all over the table she wanted to sit at, and then would either push away the extra chairs, (four at a table), or take chairs from other tables so there’d be half a dozen empties. We learned early on never to engage in ordinary conversations, as she was full of conspiracy theories and wouldn’t shut up once she got started
She got her nickname after telling us Buddha had been on the ceiling of her bedroom shooting laser beams at her, after which he made love to her.
We would have tried to cash the check and if it bounced we would have eaten the loss. We would have then put him on a list of people from whom we don’t accept checks at all. He had serious anger management issues though and I don’t think his brain would have allowed him to just say, “Nope, sorry, you already took the check so now it is your problem.”
I used to work in a small local museum and whenever I was at the front desk a homeless guy we routinely let hang out in the lobby would start proselytizing at me about how I had to take Jesus as my savior or I was seriously at risk of going to hell. I eventually noticed that I was the only woman he did that to. A co-worker explained: I routinely wore slacks, which indicated to him I was the worst kind of sinner and needed to repent (and stop wearing slacks, apparently).
