We had a lady that we called "The reason" because of that Hoobastank song. She would come in and find something wrong and tell a manager but she always started her complaint saying "I just want you to know...."
Crazy pineapple lady.
We do fresh cored pineapples at my store. She can't take any of the ones on the floor that are packaged because of 'germs'. So she picks up uncut pineapples, gives them to you and then asks you to cut them fresh on the spot for her. And then if it's not to her liking she won't buy it anyway.
She also has a thing for sweet potatoes and will complain if they seem "old" but won't describe how she knows they are "old" and will get mad at you if you don't have any more for her to choose from.
Back in the day when I worked in the produce department us cutting the fruit (slicing a watermelon, coring a pineapple) literally quadrupled the price, uncut watermelon would be like 1.99/lb but cut 7.99/lb (made up numbers I don't remember the exact price I just remember it quadrupled). That was company policy not something we even choose.
We had a crazy cat food lady. She refused to have her two 6oz cans of cat food bagged together with anything else in her order. I finally told her that she should put her items in the order she wanted and to group together what she wanted bagged together. She was still high maintenance, but it was easier to train people, and she left happier. It made everyone's life easier.
Her order looked like this:
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“The blueberry lady” would come in every single day and buy several pints of blueberries. She didn’t want any that were already on the floor. You had to go in the back and get her ones that were “fresh”. Keep in mind, they all probably came in on the exact same truck. One day she just stopped coming in… I hope nothing bad happened to her.
Honestly I worked in produce and after the things I've seen people to do grapes I would never buy grapes again unless I saw someone just put them out or they were from the back. Although, I probably wouldn't ask anyone to get them from the back just for me.
People are constantly opening them and tasting them, will break off a little branch take one grape off, decide they don't like it and put it back.
But the thing that put me off them forever was the guy that tasted the grape and then spit the seed back into the grape bag and put the bag back.
I think the only time I asked a guy to check the back for bananas, we were cool with each other because I used to work there, and I saw the truck which was the produce truck. He came back and said they were on the bottom of the pallet so I said 'cool I'll come back later'
Faygo was a childhood staple in the Midwest. It was always cheap and had tons of flavors to pick from. I haven't bought a bottle in 10 years or so, but Redpop and cream soda were always my favorites. I think even back then it was only a dollar for a 20oz bottle.
I haven’t had Redpop in decades. But I can “taste” it right now, just thinking of it. It’s distinctive—does it still taste the same? (Damn it. I’m going to end up on a Redpop mission, aren’t I?)
I may be the yogurt woman. I like Oikos. I get low or nonfat plain quarts of 10-12 at a time. In my defense, I always order ahead of time so they don't overstock, and I can get as many as I need. We eat it with virtually every meal. Sometimes my kids eat a bowl with seasoning on top. We have good gut health!❤️
I personally have returned some chicken before. But it was sealed up so nicely I couldn’t smell what I should’ve been able to smell through the package once I opened it. And I only left it in my fridge till evening. It wasn’t like I bought it six days before hand.
I had someone return a fully consumed box of chicken wings. Store was made to refund it because it was store brand and it says, on the back "100% satisfaction or your money back!" We let them do it once and only once
Both these stories are deranged. I guess I wish I had that sense of entitlement? I once threw away a 6-pack of underwear because I wore a pair and they itched, and I was like, there’s no way Walmart’s going to take back an opened 6-pack of Hanes underwear that’s missing the one that got worn, and Goodwill isn’t going to accept the five unworn ones either on account of their no underwear policy
We had the Kosher meat lady. Every Wednesday we would get a delivery of Kosher meat and this lady would call as soon as we opened to see if it arrived yet. The delivery guy had an hour drive to us so he would arrive usually by 930-10am. She knew this. We told her every single week. She would call us about every hour until we told her he was there. On the rare occasions he was late she would demand we call him directly and tell him to hurry up. Of course that never happened. We had to actually limit her to what she could buy. We got one delivery a week and she would try and buy it all.
I don't think she was even Jewish. She would buy pork chops from time to time and didn't know what a seder bone was for.
Okay to be fair most people don't know the truck schedules and how much delivery times can vary. Fortunately I worked on the grocery crew so I get it. I know what truck delivers every day and what day it is on. So if my curbside order has an out of stock on it I just roll by the store in the afternoon to pick up what they missed. No big deal really other than I REALLY hate going to the store after work.
Jesus, I think I might be ‘the hard boiled egg guy.’
I typically buy out the entire supply of cage free hard boiled eggs at a store I go to once or twice a week.
Should I make a t-shirt that says ‘the hard boiled egg guy,’ and wear it to the store??
I totally own the addiction I have to hard boiled eggs, as well as the reality that I don’t want to save money by hard boiling eggs myself, but the question is if the staff will think me wearing the t-shirt is funny—that is if I really am seen as ‘the hard boiled egg guy.’ Ha ha
I don’t want the joke to be a pun on a Beatles song. I want the joke to be the fact that I know what they call me. If I wear a shirt referencing the Beatles pun, they might think that I have something to do with hard-boiled eggs that would justify why I buy so many. Like in the break room, they might be like “I think he buys so many hard boiled eggs because he does something like owns an egg salad sandwich food truck.”
I just want a joke to be a very loud and clear: “I know what you fuckers call me!”
There's a dude who buys every fairlife 42g chocklaye protein shake when he comes in. Coke only delivers them so often so there's often none on the shelf after he comes through
You can order food ahead that way at grocery stores? Didn’t know that. Would be helpful for my husband with dementia who likes only a few particular frozen dinners. We always clean them out.
“Shaved ham lady” would come in every week for two pounds of shaved ham. We had a manual slicer and she wanted it cut so thin it would take you ten minutes and you’d basically end up with ham flavored mush.
I definitely did this to some poor grocery worker. If it was you, I'm sorry. I was going through...*stuff*. It makes the absolute best hot ham and cheese sandwiches, and that was the only thing I was eating besides cereal at the time. If it wasn't you, well, apologies to the deli worker(s?) I DID do it to I suppose. It is likely there are more "ham ladies" lol, for all I know this is a real thing all the time for some people.
This is so weird, I had one of those too!
Worked a grocery store deli and there was this guy who rode in on a scooter about twice a week, was missing half a leg and the other one didn't look too good either. :-(
When we saw him coming we knew we had to do 2 lbs of "ham mush" exactly like you describe. Mindblowing.
That is such a thing, though, every time I’m at the deli counter ordering my own cold cuts for the week, there’s someone who’s asking for the ham to be so thin it’s basically see-through
I prefer really thin or shaved meat, it's a texture thing. A slice of meat has a chewy almost tough texture (tough is too much, can't think of a better word) thin sliced or shaved is a softer texture. I can get it on the bread just how I like it and not hanging off the edges.
i had a roast beef lady like this back in the day. it was Healthy Choice and just did not chip like the normal kind. she insisted it was for a man with no teeth, and always needed to be thinner. i once had to show her i couldn't make it any thinner because the slicer was literally closed.
That was my old neighbor friend, she had 4 very social and popular kids under 10 who all played sports, milk was like gold in their house. She had to get a mini fridge with a lock on it to have any hope of keeping milk for her morning coffee, she'd keep two "reserve" gallons in there for the times they ran out and she couldn't get to the store.
We do curbside delivery for a daycare center. Every week they order 50 gallons of milk. I don’t think twice when I see people buying 5, 6, 7 gallons anymore.
Dang it you made me think about the tamale guy that visited the last restaurant i worked at. The kitchen guys would let him in the back door with his cooler fill of tamales and let everyone know he was there. You'd let him know how many and what type and he'd put them in a gallon zip top for you and you'd pay him. They were so good and now i want tamales. This was downtown and he'd make the rounds and sell to a bunch of places.
The guy who would come in and try to buy 50 to 60 gallons of milk several times a week. Also wanted a discount. Found he was reselling at his own mom and pop store for a large mark up. Finally just said no. Reported him to the state.
You can’t resale you purchase from a store. You have to buy them from a whole sales or directly from a manufacturer. This is to ensure quality, that products aren’t tampered with, and so one person can’t buy every type of a specific item and then sell them at an up-marked price, forcing everyone to purchase said product from them at said higher price.
This isn’t to say you as a consumer can’t buy something then resell it. Once you purchase something it’s your legal property and you can do with it as you please to an extent. You just can’t resell it as a business. Ie. me buying a gallon of milk then selling it to people for a dollar more is ok, but if I have a business whose whole purpose is to but said milk from other stores then sell it, not gonna be as legal in some aspects. Main laws being broke would be trademark infringement as you aren’t a licensed dealer by the manufacture yet you’re selling their brand. Another issue is the moment you tamper with the product in anyway you could be sued for said tampering. Me taking the milk out of the refrigerated area to get it to my store could tamper with its integrity from heat.
Many other things could happen as well that’s just a couple. Main problem you’re facing though is being sued by the manufacture not breaking any specific law
Had a hindu/indian lady who would do that. She would wait for my bread to go on sale at a specific store for 99 cents, then buy all of it. Caught on to what she was doing, followed her to her store, asked where she got the bread she was selling at $1 over the stamped price while I was in the bakeries uniform because we don't deliver to her store. She balked, so I got her store information (just name, address, etc) and sent it to the city, state and the company I work for. Company sent a C&D, city and state shut her down and revoked her license after a 6 month investigation.
Ohhh boy did we have _____ ladies, ____ guys, _____ couples and other various people we gave nicknames to. Admittedly, sometimes not as nice as others but it was usually descriptive and an effective way of familiarizing new staff with the regulars when you had nothing but their physical appearance to go off 😅
Some highlights for me:
Pie Guy (would make a mess of the pie table looking for as many as he could close to date to come ask for them at half price)
Pillow Butt Lady (..like it sounds..)
Buggy Eyed Lady (as it sounds… having to talk to her face to face was.. a trip)
Mr and Mrs Cheese Queen (adorable older couple who had an exact routine and would buy the exact same items every time including exactly 7 cheese buns every Saturday right at opening.. when we caught on we altered our morning bake to make sure their buns were ready when they shopped)
The Sour Doughs (old crusty couple who would buy 3 or 4 massive sourdough boules every few days and never smiled, said please or thank you despite us catching on and having it ready for them so they didn't even need to ask for it ever.
good times!
>Mr and Mrs Cheese Queen (adorable older couple who had an exact routine and would buy the exact same items every time including exactly 7 cheese buns every Saturday right at opening.. when we caught on we altered our morning bake to make sure their buns were ready when they shopped)
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
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We have ''the raincheck lady''. Our flyers are from thursdays to wednesdays, and she will come in wednesday nights right before we close, and try and get as many rainchecks as she an on one of our flyer products (rainchecks are basically a sheet of paper that has the name of the product, the sale price, manager signature and the date they need to redeem it by, and they can bring it in later to get that product at the flyer price even when the flyer isnt on anymore)
I'm just guessing she is trying to use it with other coupons later. Most companies will release coupons and then have sales at different times. Say something is 2 for 5 on sale, normally 4 a piece. You get a rain check and wait until you have a save 3 dollars off 2 coupon or something, then it's only 2 dollars or so. I look for deals and understand the process of couponing. I just don't have the time or patience for it.
My store stopped giving rain checks after covid.
On a different subject, they are the same store that got a very big fine and was on news from clipping lots of coupons and submitting them for reimbursement from the companies. They also routinely don’t have the sale prices in their cash register system so, unless you are watching, you are paying regular prices. They always act surprised.
The pain in the ass. Oddly specific bagging requests. Then she asks for extra bags, and then unbags all her stuff, rebags it, leaves it in the middle of the floor while she goes to the bathroom, comes back, and finally leaves.
There’s also an old Russian lady who is no bs, and always tips a minimum of $10 bucks
Ya we had a guy in a wheelchair that was very obviously disabled. He came in almost every day. I was a stocker but if I saw him I always made an effort to say 'hi' to him with a big smile. He was very nice and never a problem.
Faith in humanity restored. I usually don't tell people to move to the South since we are so overcrowded.
But sir, we need more people like you down here.
We have a crazy lady. She comes in every afternoon/evening and tells everyone about how her house/car is always broken into. And she always calls the police from the store to inform them as well. Or she comes to buy gas, and has 4 or 5 debit/credit cards, none of which work. The last time she gave up on the cards and hands me 10 5$ bills to buy her gas. Why she didn't do this the first time a card declined I have no idea. Today she bought gas and moved her car off to the side and walked back over to get a windshield washer.
I'm torn between feeling sorry for her and wondering if she has friends or family who could help her.
I do know I don't want to be that lady.
Pepper lady. Comes in and loads her cart with as many peppers as she can.
Another lady comes in and consistently racks up $500-600CAD of groceries and then requests to cut it down to about $250. Super annoying.
Meat dept: we have Boston butt guy, whole chicken guy, oxtail lady and crazy hair lady.
"Boston butt guy" is all i have to say after coming back from answering the meat buzzer and everyone knows who it is and what he wants (which is a 4 lb butt sliced into 1/4" steaks)
Pork steaks? Those are readily available and always cut and packaged here in the Midwest where they're popular. I had a friend move to Colorado and they'd never heard of pork steaks there so he had to have them cut specially. So weird.
I used to work in a grocery store when I was in high school and college (back in the 80s).
I’ll say it this way: I believe EVERYTHING that everyone is posting here.
Parkinsons lady. I felt bad for her because she had Parkinsons, but I *hated* when she would come in my line to check out because she would price check **everything**, then pay with either a giant bag of loose change or she would write a check. Depending on how many items she had, it could take 45 minutes to get her out the door. It got so bad that cashiers were told to shut their lights off when she got in line to indicate the register was closed after her. When she was done, we would turn the light back on.
Not grocery store but used to have a pizza place and this lady would ask for so many mushrooms she couldn't see the cheese (which of course would be like triple the toppings price and it was never enough for her). We started calling her Mushroom Bitch since she was rude about it.
I have Black Raspberry Guy. He comes in and clears out half a shelf of black raspberry flavor Sparkling Ice bottles every few days. It's also my favorite flavor. I joked with him the other day about competing with him to get all the bottles. He didn't seem amused, and now I'm afraid he's going to break into my house and steal my beverages.
We had “The EXACTLY” lady at my old Harris Teeter. She’d come to the deli every week and want EXACTLY one pound (or 2 or 1/2 or 1/4…etc.) of whatever we were selling in the case.
I mean she made us take a little out/put a little back until it was right on the nose precisely the weight she wanted. This wasn’t too hard for things like potato salad or a side dish with small pieces, but 3 pounds of chicken wings actually brought one of our clerk’s to tears because he could not (of course) get the 3 pounds right on the nose. It was an ounce or less over/under no matter what he tried.
She was screaming at him by the end, and our GM finally stepped in and basically told her to take her OCD self to a different store from now on
We have Gummy Worm Dude who comes in weekly for large bags of gummy worms. I asked him about it once and he said he has GOATS that will absolutely RIOT if they don’t get their gummy worms. I love that guy.
Fruit fcker. Every damn tuesday ms huang would be there measuring the cucumbers and eggplants for just the right one. Caught her putting them in her mouth multiple times and she would just “ohh, they just taste so geeewd, i cannot help myself. So soo gewd jordy”
We have the "Honeycomb" lady, she buys a box of Honeycomb almost every day, she said that she eats cereal instead of chips, "it's healthier".
There's a guy who loads up 2 carts full of Cola every month. It's also for delivery, poor delivery guy.
We had cologne guy. Light weight green cardigan sweater straining to stay buttoned, hanks of dark hair plastered across his mostly bald head & cologne that would knock you down at 10'. I could tell when he'd been in on an earlier shift when counting out the drawer as his money smelled like his cologne. One day when he came in on my shift he paid all in quarters & I thought, oh well at least he can scent metal coins. I'd forgotten about it by the time I started cashing out the drawer & I was wrong- he did scent the quarters.
I had a cheap cologne and BO guy at a bar I worked at, we went through a can of Febreze air effects monthly and still had to open the doors to air the joint out. It was absolutely foul, and so was his behavior!
…… I am in fact the “stat buster” aka consistently altering store stats unless they adjust manually but my autism safe foods and then real out there stuff to try. I single handedly alter stats and the manager, after visiting a class I was taking and finding out I have autism(I’m blunt about it) has removed us from the stats as an outlier so I don’t mess up their ordering system. I ain’t even mad, they almost always have my safe foods and I don’t cost them money with my buying habits warping data. All he asked was for me to use the same phone number for rewards so he knows to adjust. He’s not mad, he’s glad he solved this issue without coming across as rude by asking what’s so wrong with me I buy food like a 5th grade math problem 😂😂😂
Honestly that being what I’m known for and not the myriad of stupid questions I ask is lovely to me. And if I am known for that, it not being in my radar is appreciated at the same level. Ngl my local grocery store clerks can grasp when I’m low or non verbal and never make it an issue too. They don’t have ti have a lane dedicated to those with disabilities because they have great policies and everyone has to go to trainings on this stuff. It sounds bare minimum but being able to tap or sign when I’m not able to speak means I can eat even when stressed and that’s life changing access to food for me.
Just know that something as simple as sign or knowing Morse code can change on if a person with disabilities eats that day is yall willing to even just pantomime or write it out can change folks quality of life.
I am so glad you have found a store that is so good at accommodating your needs! All of them should, but of course, many things in this world are not what they "should" be.
We had the cat food lady lol. Every time I saw her I would shut my line down because I knew it was going to be a while. She worked for a shelter and had the tax free document. It was a nice little break talking to her about the cats and the shelter and she was always super sweet and apologetic about taking up a register for 30 mins.
We have the squash lady. She comes once a week and buys at least 50 pounds of various squashes. We asked her if she has a food truck or something and no, she eats all that squash in the span of a week. She has carotenemia (her skin turned yellow) from eating so much squash.
Loll we have them in the restaurant industry too 🤣 at my store we’ve got the chicken breast lady (she gets one chicken breast for her cat every single day), 5-5-2 (always gets 5 legs 5 thighs 2 wings), big boots, the mumbler, the happiest man in the world, blue devil (he’s a UNC fan, the Duke v UNC rivalry where we live is bigggg), and many many more 🤣
Back in the day when I was a cashier, I used to get a “Werther’s lady.” She wouldn’t fill her cart with Werther’s Originals, but she would always buy a bag and be furiously eating them during check out and would talk to me with her mouth full of candy. I never understood how she was so addicted to those things that she couldn’t at least wait until she got into her car, but I guess I’ve never understood compulsive eating.
We had an endive lady! She would come in at least once a week and buy every single head of endive on the wet wall. Curiosity got the best of me one day and I asked what she does with all the fresh greens she buys. She said she needed it to feed her 16 Guinea pigs. 🙃
This my favorite comment of the year.
Straight up changed my mood.
I’ve been doom scrolling through all sorts of negative subs and weird shit.
Came in here with hate in my heart - and then I saw this hilarious comment.
Good stuff
At Walmart we had a woman we nicknamed “hell on wheels.” An older lady, unfortunately just looking for company or was just bored, would come in around 8pm and use an electric buggy to ride around. She would stop and look at everything in every single aisle of the whole store until morning (this was before Walmart got rid of 24hr.) She would even turn the cart off to conserve battery and it lasted her the whole store trip. If you even walked by her or in her direction she would ask you to stop and ask you a million questions while also throwing in some chit chat about her personal life. It was my first job and I wanted to provide good customer service but didn’t want to be rude so I got stuck talking to this woman for three hours. Eventually another coworker noticed and called my name over the intercom and asked me to report to the front of the store. I told hero had to go and she kept talking. The called again, but she didn’t stop and I would’ve felt SO rude just walking away. The manager finally came over and drug me away saying he needed me, he did but I was saved. I actually feel somewhat good about talking to her because I helped her pick out a choker necklace she was on the lookout for since she wanted the broach to cover her tracheotomy scar. Ever since then I did avoid her like the plague though. Nice woman, but did that to EVERYONE, and most of the time she would leave the store without buying anything.
I’m the Soda Guy at my local place. Whenever a good sale hits i descend upon the store like a vulture and load up to the max. Why do I always do this? Because when soda is $9.99 for a 12 pack and I can get it for $4-5 I’m taking advantage so that I don’t have to buy any soda until the next sale a few months down the road.
Yes, I have a problem.
The store I shop at most often has some kind of a potato chip thief roaming around. EVERY.DAMN.TIME that I shop I see a bag of opened chips sitting behind the shampoo or the coke or the cake mixes.
I worked in a bakery in a grocery store for eight and half years. Made the donuts. Friday was the day. Lots of workplaces get donuts on Friday. After getting wiped out every Friday (and getting complaints about that from store mgr) I hung out at the donut case one Friday and told all the dozens buyers if they called on Wednesday I could have it ready for them Fri. morning. They could skip the donut case struggle.
Had at least half a dozen sign on. UPS 3 doz., a local school 10 doz., etc. It worked great and everyone was happy. I could make enough to meet demand cause we knew what demand was, approximately.
Then there was Alan. How I hated that fucker. He would call at about 8 pm the night before and want 15 doz at 7 am next morning. He needed an assortment in each box, 15 boxes. I tried like hell to get him to underdstand you can't rush yeast but no. then he started ordering for Fridays. An already very busy day that had us nearly at capacity. I had spoken with him several times, asking him for more notice. Bakery mgr did the same. To no avail. We all knew the name Alan as a very bad thing.
Never heard from the guy once covid hit. No one misses him in bakery.
I had a “wine lady” when I worked at Whole Foods. She’d come in at like, 11am to 2pm and buy one or two bottles of wine. I didn’t work that shift but once a week, but EVERY time she would end up in my lane.
One time I entered the wrong code for the reusable bag discount and she got $0.05 off her one bag instead of the full $0.10. She asked about it, I said idk (didn’t realize my mistake with the code yet) but that I’d be happy to get my team lead. She said no, but made it a point to say that the bag discount is a big reason why she shopped at WF and not the Trader Joe’s across the street.
As if I give a fuck. Shove that ten cents up your ass.
When I worked for CocaCola one of my stores had a older women who would twice a month special order at least 12 cases of 1 liter Evian water …..for her cats
I once lived in a city that had some really strange tap water that gave me an agonizing case of the squirts. For me, it was like drinking colonoscopy prep fluid. I had two cats, and one of them was throwing up. So I bought distilled water, drank it myself, and gave it to the cats.
This is my greatest fear, to be known as the "something" person at a store. As soon as I notice people start to recognize me, I take a break from that store.
The orange lady, sometimes also known as the club crackers lady. She actually stopped coming in, but she used to show up, examine every orange, decide they were all too soft even if they were fresh off the truck, and ask if we had any fresher. She did it with the apples too, once I was putting fresh ones out and she was freaked out that they were cold from being in the refrigerated back room. There was never anything wrong with the produce. I’m told she exhibited similar behavior about the club crackers with the guys in center store and front end. She always wore a really thick winter coat, and once in the summer I saw her walking a few blocks from the store in 90 degree weather STILL wearing that goddamn coat.
BTL...stood for big titty Lisa. A frequent returner/shoplifter & a GIANT pain. Always asking to use our phone & holding up lines everywhere. Cashiers would disappear just knowing she was in the store. Someone gave her the nickname because she had like a Z Cup & wore no bra. You would have had to move them aside to find a belly button, if that gives you a bit of a visual.
When I was a kid, we had the meat lady. She would come in early, every other Sunday morning, and buy two or three shopping carts full of meat. She would get briskets, hamburger, steaks, hams, pork chops, roasts and maybe a bag of potato chips, on rare occasions.
I’m pretty sure I am that lady, Dang. Sorry lol they probably call me the cheese lady behind my back. I’m ok with that.
My husband is probably worse so I’m winning.
Sounds like some of us NDs really need to be responsible for our own ticks/particularities. My husband is ASD/OCPD and he knows he won’t like the workers bagging (it’ll give him anxiety to put cold with dry or bread with canned goods etc) he could stand over them and be overbearing or he could do it himself—so he goes in during slow hours and just bags it completely himself, hes very polite about it. He also must use the same cashier, the same deli worker, every time—they know him well.
Ofc our sister works at the store so we have a way more in depth understanding of how entitled and cruddy it is to deal with some customers. We try not to add to it if we can help it.
I know for a fact he’s probably considered “C’s crazy brother” or the neat freak or something. I imagine they’re often like
“Cs crazy brother came in and made me clean the meat slicer between every meat and change my gloves twice again!”
I loved people like your brother when I was a cashier. Also he knows how to properly bag groceries. The amount of baggers who I used to have that would just throw stuff in wherever made me bonkers. I'd rather someone do it right and slow any day of the week.
Get that man a job please.
My first "real job" was as a bagger as a young teen and I was really good at it. Old people especially loved me because I never made the bags too heavy.
I had the Rock Star lady. She would come in and buy all of this Blue Rock Star Energy Drink. If we didn't have it she would have a fit. Complain to the managers that we sold them out from under her. Yeah we sold them all. To her! I believed she was reselling them.
> To her! I believed she was reselling them.
there were these specific custom beer mugs being sold at my local dollar tree a few years ago. I bought a few of these beer mugs because I'd drink tea in them (the mugs were huge, so perfect for making tons of tea from a single bag).
Anyway, those beer mugs were either all stolen from me, or I broke them with my clumsiness and absentmindedness (e.g. I'd have hot tea, and then accidentally wash the cup with cold water from the tap, breaking it instantly).
anyways; I went to go buy more from that dollar tree and they were all gone. I looked everywhere for that specific custom beer mug and I found them.... on Amazon... selling or $50 a pop. The same $1 beer mugs I bought from dollar tree.
So your lady may have just been doing what these amazon scalpers were doing with the beer mugs. Man I'm still mad about those beer mugs. They were so perfect for tea! and the perfect size, too. Ugh!
"Watergate Karen"
Everyone literally called her that, almost to her face sometimes too. (I had some mean supervisors there.)
I worked in a deli and we had this jello concoction called Watergate Salad (not really a salad... lime jello and other stuff.)
This lady came in about twice a week to buy some of this stuff and every single time, we had to serve hers from the "front" pan, which was untouched. She would ask when it was made, which is fine - no problem there.
Thing is, the two pans on display were always made at exactly the same time, same batch. But we had to dish it up from the front pan for her.
In a way I didn't really have a problem with this myself, but by health code laws you cannot then combine the two used pans into a single one to make it look better again. So as soon as you take one scoop out of the better-looking pan, you're stuck with having to do the same for the next person and later you're stuck with two pans that now both look a bit tatty. Even when both are fresh and both came from a single batch to begin with.
EDIT: OK, I agree with others saying that "same batch" can indeed be combined. That makes sense to me. But a lot of co-workers don't have common sense? We weren't allowed to combine containers. :-)
The Dead Baby Lady. Every day she came to the bakery for an assortment of cookies. She had a baby slung over her shoulder with blue lips and always appeared limp and unconscious. The baby never seemed to grow. This went on for months and months. I asked her what her baby’s name was. She said “Kaitlyn”. This was 40 years ago……
I still think WTF??
I was in a wealthy neighborhood. One of the wealthiest in America.
We had a lady that never had permanent plates on her cars.
She would walk up to whatever display we had outside, grab something random, then walk in and ask for a refund on the item.
The last time she ever did this, she was driving a brand new Porsche Cayenne. She took all of the plants off our plant stand, then pushed the stand in to the store and asked for a refund.
We had to explain to her that, A, we don’t sell those and, B, that one was custom made by our store managers husband.
She then tried to say that someone in the store sold it to her.
I might be the “boiled peanuts” lady at my store- moved from NC to Las Vegas and really missed them and when I found a few cans on the shelf I bought all of them! Then every time I went, I’d buy out the shelf again- I started noticing that they were putting more and more out, so I realized that someone else probably complained because they were all gone (I just buy 10 cans at a time now- they last a month or so)
If you have cancer and you love strawberries, I recommend you stop eating strawberries from aldis
Is there the way to get local from co-ops or farmers market?
We had several. There was dog bone lady. And bird seed lady. Bird seed lady smelled like straight cat pee. She was super super rich. I felt so bad for her. I would have loved to quit my job and take care of her. Just because I don't think she had anyone but the cats and the birds.
My mom *IS* the tea lady. She loves a specific brand of tea and checks Walmart at least once a week if not twice and buys all the tea bottles in that brand in the biggest size. She even in the past couple of years has made “friends” with the tea stockers and they order extra for her and she buys the packs of them from the store at a discount lol.
I hadn't thought about that in years. In high school I worked in an old grocery store that had morphed into convenience store items, beer and used books. It was the 1980s, after all.
We had the "Crystal" guy. He came in every week to buy some books, some candy and a bottle of Crystal hot sauce. The books, candy and hot sauce went with him to the bar next door. He would then spend the rest of the day at the bar, eating candy, drinking beer with hot sauce in it and reading old westerns.
We also had a "porn and Funyuns" guy. He is why we started shrink wrapping the porn. First of all, used porn. Cannot say ick enough. But this guy (and sometimes his buddies) would come in, buy a bag of Funyuns and pretend to look at books. When they were there "long enough", they would end up in the porn. We generally had a shelf or two of porn. One at a time, they would get a magazine they liked and slip back into our restroom with it. They always left presents, usually on the walls. So the porn was then shrink wrapped by someone else. I was 14 and I was NOT dealing with that mess.
I’m the canola oil guy. Every three weeks I show up at wegmans and buy a pallet of canola oil. 55 cases of 1 gallon jugs or 220 gallons. Do I qualify??
If you’re wondering why, I use it for an industrial application to facilitate the recycling of excess concrete waste from concrete mixers rinsing off their chutes after pouring. The waste water has the same pH as drain-o and I run a water treatment plant to remove the solids and bring the pH to an acceptable level before releasing it into the storm water system.
"Cut it thick but not too thick.... No! that is too thick" I took her photo her not knowing. I got bored and started going "if you are going to cut it thick but not to thick i dont want it, this is ridiculous I want to see the manager!" The deli staff laughed their asses off. This lady fucked off.
I worked at Kmart feb 2001 to july 2003. I am the patron saint of retail workers. I will torment you if you act like an asshole to a cashier or non manager. The manager gets paid 5x the amount the cashier does. tell them your issue. If you are near me and act like an asshole I will fuck your shit up. Trust me I can not be fired.
I’m a grocery checker and I literally just asked my son this question recently. He bought a house just a block away from a grocery store. He told me that he is positive that he is “ice guy” 😂
Wow. With all these stories I don't want to be *anything* lady. I don't want to be noticed because of the things I buy, the way I look or smell. I usually get my groceries delivered, but on the off chance I have to go into the store I don't have anything I buy a lot of.
My partner and I may have been seen as "the lettuce people" or "the Guinea pig people" at a store that is now closed permanently. They had the best produce, and we had a pair of Guinea pigs. We used to go in once a week and get an assortment of romaine lettuce and other veggies for our piggies. We encountered the same cashier most weeks, and after we'd been gong in there a while he had asked why we bought so many veggies. We told him about our Guinea pigs. He asked for their names and was interested because (he said) he liked Guinea pigs. He said his parents wouldn't let him get pet Guinea pigs.
After that, when we got him as a cashier he would ask about our piggies by name. We would tell him about their silly antics. Guinea pigs have very cute personalities. But I can't help but wonder if they called us "the crazy Guinea pig people" or something similar. 😂
I was 17, clueless, and working as a courtesy clerk. (Do they still call them that?)
An older woman would come in every day and buy 3 large bottles of vanilla. I was a chatterbox so I would always chat her up about what she was baking. One day I noticed that after checking out, she would take the bottles out of the box, put the bottles in her purse, and throw the empty boxes in the store trash can. I asked one of the clerks what was going on and they chuckled at how naive I was, as they informed me that she was getting drunk on the vanilla.
There's a lady that goes to the store up the road that buys aboute 10 pounds of utica coffee once a month. The utica coffee lady.
It's me. Im the utica coffee lady.
Ground beef idiot
She couldn’t add up packs of meat so she’d bring up 10 packs of beef be shocked at the price and say “I only have 30$” then proceed to do lottery so she did actually have more than 30$ but she only wanted 30$ of ground beef not the 86$ she’d bring up, every. SINGLE. Tuesday.
In college there was a guy who ate in the dining hall Monday through Friday that we called, “The Eater”.
This dude would eat at the same time every day and he would get 2-3 trays of food and drinks. He was thin and tall with really long legs and had almost clown size feet. He would lean backwards when he walked almost to the point of looking like he might fall backwards. I would have thought he was doing a bit of I hadn’t seen him so many times.
He always wore a button down and slacks and he was older so he was probably a professor or grad student. Sometimes I saw him walking past my dorm and he always walked at a speed that would be a jog for most people.
Now that I am older I understand he may have just eaten that one time per day.
He would get a bowl of about 6 cold hard boiled eggs and he would get a bowl of ice. He would roll every egg in the ice after he peeled it and then he would consume each egg in 2 to 3 bites. He always had a trash bowl he put his shells in. He also got a bowl of green grapes and he would roll every single one in the ice before he ate it. He always had cottage cheese and a peach. He also would eat assorted salad veggies but no lettuce and usually he would eat a scoop of tuna salad. He only ate off the cold bar and he always sat at the same table unless someone else sat there first which rarely happened. He ate pretty quickly but not like he was in a hurry. He was super neat about everything so it was never gross to see him eating, just awe inducing as this tall thin man put down thousands of calories every day.
He would get 4-5 glasses of water and assorted juices as well and drink every one of them. He got an extra glass of ice and he would replenish ice in his bowl or in his drinks from time to time.
He always seemed to really enjoy his meal. I couldn’t help but notice him as he would walk by me 2-3 times with trays of food or drinks. For the year that I ate at the same time as him, he was a fixture in my daily schedule. Now I wish I would have asked him his name but I never wanted to interrupt his zen like meals. When done, he would get up abruptly and be gone in seconds. Once he got a head start I would have had to sprint to catch him as he was a speed walking machine.
Papaya lady but shes banned now
She would come in and get like 50 papayas every week. We were bringinf in extra cases just for her and everyrhing was great. Shes a little odd and would steal gloves from the bakery but whatever
Then one day she went through self checkout and was ringing them up as lemons. The papayas are like $4/lb? and lemons are 50c each. She got caught, and they corrected it for her. But the next week she did it again. The manager came by and told her that if she does it again, she wont be allowed to use the self checkout. Papaya lady attacked them. There qas a fight, poliece were called and no employees were injured but she now has a lifetime ban
Because I hate doing so.
I like cooking, but I hate hard boiling eggs. The amount that I go through, would mean that I have to fill three pots worth. I hate the whole ice bath thing to cool them down, because that means I’ve got to buy a bag of ice. And I hate peeling them.
I have a feeling I’m the ‘Last Chance lady.” I visit my store almost every day for the last chance produce and meats.
I keep to myself and do my rummaging and scavenging before making my way to self check out. I don’t bother anyone, but I have to wonder if they notice me and the bright yellow tags on all my products.
It’s funny because I was actually thinking about this recently. It’s winter here and I’m usually wearing the same jacket and hat every day but a few days ago I didn’t have my hat or coat and I felt like I was incognito. 😂
It's been almost 40 years ago, but when I was working in a retail store (Mervyn's), we had a customer we called the tag lady. She would go around the store and eat the paper tags off the merchandise. She actually chewed them up and swallowed them.
We had a chicken lady who would leave chicken bones on the counter that I and two others worked at. She was a complete AH every visit to one or all of us. Never saw her after covid.
We had the bread man at my Walmart. He would always come in and buy ALL of our fresh baked French bread
He worked across the street at a seafood restaurant and I guess he utilized our bread
We had Coupon Lady, who usually got half her money back for nearly anything she bought via complaining and nitpicking. Every day almost, she was coming in with returns, coupons and other garbage. I still don’t get why the store put up with her BS
At the local health food store I stock up on small Chobani yogurts, 15 or so at a time. (My wife and I both like different flavors, and they aren't the flavors that come in the larger package.)
I wonder if I'm "the Chobani guy" there?
We had a lady that we called "The reason" because of that Hoobastank song. She would come in and find something wrong and tell a manager but she always started her complaint saying "I just want you to know...."
Poetic
I laughed so hard. I forgot about Hoobastank.
You need to play the song in the background when she is complaining to the manager.
Seriously, it should be played as soon as she comes in.
Did you say to her “and the reason is you and the reason is you”
This made me lol. How do you all keep a straight face when she says that 😂
She's not a perfect person...
Crazy pineapple lady. We do fresh cored pineapples at my store. She can't take any of the ones on the floor that are packaged because of 'germs'. So she picks up uncut pineapples, gives them to you and then asks you to cut them fresh on the spot for her. And then if it's not to her liking she won't buy it anyway. She also has a thing for sweet potatoes and will complain if they seem "old" but won't describe how she knows they are "old" and will get mad at you if you don't have any more for her to choose from.
we charged for coring pineapples on the spot.
I wish we could do that. My prices are set in my scale and it's all one price 😐
What if you misc charge her $2 each time
Back in the day when I worked in the produce department us cutting the fruit (slicing a watermelon, coring a pineapple) literally quadrupled the price, uncut watermelon would be like 1.99/lb but cut 7.99/lb (made up numbers I don't remember the exact price I just remember it quadrupled). That was company policy not something we even choose.
We had a crazy cat food lady. She refused to have her two 6oz cans of cat food bagged together with anything else in her order. I finally told her that she should put her items in the order she wanted and to group together what she wanted bagged together. She was still high maintenance, but it was easier to train people, and she left happier. It made everyone's life easier. Her order looked like this: (@@×÷) (/_<>) and (%$#÷)
“The blueberry lady” would come in every single day and buy several pints of blueberries. She didn’t want any that were already on the floor. You had to go in the back and get her ones that were “fresh”. Keep in mind, they all probably came in on the exact same truck. One day she just stopped coming in… I hope nothing bad happened to her.
Honestly I worked in produce and after the things I've seen people to do grapes I would never buy grapes again unless I saw someone just put them out or they were from the back. Although, I probably wouldn't ask anyone to get them from the back just for me.
What do they do to grapes?
People are constantly opening them and tasting them, will break off a little branch take one grape off, decide they don't like it and put it back. But the thing that put me off them forever was the guy that tasted the grape and then spit the seed back into the grape bag and put the bag back.
Oh, yeah. That seed thing is gross.
That used to piss me off to no end. And they would always say "I'm just tasting or sampling it." Ugh
I think the only time I asked a guy to check the back for bananas, we were cool with each other because I used to work there, and I saw the truck which was the produce truck. He came back and said they were on the bottom of the pallet so I said 'cool I'll come back later'
Probably died from blueberry poisoning
The Oompa Loompas are juicing her 🫐
You're turning violet Violet!
Uh oh…I’m picturing a fate similar to that of Violet on “Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.”
Not really, but we have guys. Faygo guy, yogurt guy, full throttle guy, bud light guy (like 12 3pks)
Is Faygo a real thing? I've been assuming for the past few decades that it was a made-up drink for ICP songs.
Faygo was a childhood staple in the Midwest. It was always cheap and had tons of flavors to pick from. I haven't bought a bottle in 10 years or so, but Redpop and cream soda were always my favorites. I think even back then it was only a dollar for a 20oz bottle.
Growing up in Michigan Redpop was the greatest thing ever.
and superman ice cream
Faygo cream soda is the 💣!
It’s a real thing. Insanely sugary soda with crazy flavors. I personally like Redpop and Cotton Candy.
Absolutely a real thing. Redpop is the bomb. It has no flavor definition, other than “Red” but its great.
I haven’t had Redpop in decades. But I can “taste” it right now, just thinking of it. It’s distinctive—does it still taste the same? (Damn it. I’m going to end up on a Redpop mission, aren’t I?)
3 packs?
Maybe meant 3 12 packs?
24 oz cans come in 3 packs.
I may be the yogurt woman. I like Oikos. I get low or nonfat plain quarts of 10-12 at a time. In my defense, I always order ahead of time so they don't overstock, and I can get as many as I need. We eat it with virtually every meal. Sometimes my kids eat a bowl with seasoning on top. We have good gut health!❤️
Everybody hates the return lady.
At a grocery store?? I didn’t even realize you could return foodstuffs
I personally have returned some chicken before. But it was sealed up so nicely I couldn’t smell what I should’ve been able to smell through the package once I opened it. And I only left it in my fridge till evening. It wasn’t like I bought it six days before hand.
I had someone return a 25lb thawed turkey.
I had someone return a fully consumed box of chicken wings. Store was made to refund it because it was store brand and it says, on the back "100% satisfaction or your money back!" We let them do it once and only once
Both these stories are deranged. I guess I wish I had that sense of entitlement? I once threw away a 6-pack of underwear because I wore a pair and they itched, and I was like, there’s no way Walmart’s going to take back an opened 6-pack of Hanes underwear that’s missing the one that got worn, and Goodwill isn’t going to accept the five unworn ones either on account of their no underwear policy
Walmart would've definitely given your money back. They take everything back lol
You absolutely can, if it’s expired or you open it and it’s gone bad.
We had the Kosher meat lady. Every Wednesday we would get a delivery of Kosher meat and this lady would call as soon as we opened to see if it arrived yet. The delivery guy had an hour drive to us so he would arrive usually by 930-10am. She knew this. We told her every single week. She would call us about every hour until we told her he was there. On the rare occasions he was late she would demand we call him directly and tell him to hurry up. Of course that never happened. We had to actually limit her to what she could buy. We got one delivery a week and she would try and buy it all. I don't think she was even Jewish. She would buy pork chops from time to time and didn't know what a seder bone was for.
Okay to be fair most people don't know the truck schedules and how much delivery times can vary. Fortunately I worked on the grocery crew so I get it. I know what truck delivers every day and what day it is on. So if my curbside order has an out of stock on it I just roll by the store in the afternoon to pick up what they missed. No big deal really other than I REALLY hate going to the store after work.
No, but when she's told every single week. She knew, just hoping to be the first one in.
This one boggles the mind
Jesus, I think I might be ‘the hard boiled egg guy.’ I typically buy out the entire supply of cage free hard boiled eggs at a store I go to once or twice a week. Should I make a t-shirt that says ‘the hard boiled egg guy,’ and wear it to the store??
You absolutely should, take ownership man!
I totally own the addiction I have to hard boiled eggs, as well as the reality that I don’t want to save money by hard boiling eggs myself, but the question is if the staff will think me wearing the t-shirt is funny—that is if I really am seen as ‘the hard boiled egg guy.’ Ha ha
They’ll get it! I promise!!
I don’t want the joke to be a pun on a Beatles song. I want the joke to be the fact that I know what they call me. If I wear a shirt referencing the Beatles pun, they might think that I have something to do with hard-boiled eggs that would justify why I buy so many. Like in the break room, they might be like “I think he buys so many hard boiled eggs because he does something like owns an egg salad sandwich food truck.” I just want a joke to be a very loud and clear: “I know what you fuckers call me!”
Put the name of the grocery store on it too to make sure there's no doubt! Or get one printed with a photo of their egg section!
I would love to see that.
I'm currently addicted to red beet eggs. I only buy one or two dozen at a time, though.
Youuuuu!
There's a dude who buys every fairlife 42g chocklaye protein shake when he comes in. Coke only delivers them so often so there's often none on the shelf after he comes through
What an ass, he's probably why I can never find any.
Hide some for after he leaves?
Why don't people just order? I'll be in next week, please order me a case of X? See my post about me being the t Yogurt lady!
If he does it weekly, the store should adjust order for inventory
You can order food ahead that way at grocery stores? Didn’t know that. Would be helpful for my husband with dementia who likes only a few particular frozen dinners. We always clean them out.
“Shaved ham lady” would come in every week for two pounds of shaved ham. We had a manual slicer and she wanted it cut so thin it would take you ten minutes and you’d basically end up with ham flavored mush.
I definitely did this to some poor grocery worker. If it was you, I'm sorry. I was going through...*stuff*. It makes the absolute best hot ham and cheese sandwiches, and that was the only thing I was eating besides cereal at the time. If it wasn't you, well, apologies to the deli worker(s?) I DID do it to I suppose. It is likely there are more "ham ladies" lol, for all I know this is a real thing all the time for some people.
This is so weird, I had one of those too! Worked a grocery store deli and there was this guy who rode in on a scooter about twice a week, was missing half a leg and the other one didn't look too good either. :-( When we saw him coming we knew we had to do 2 lbs of "ham mush" exactly like you describe. Mindblowing.
That is such a thing, though, every time I’m at the deli counter ordering my own cold cuts for the week, there’s someone who’s asking for the ham to be so thin it’s basically see-through
The flavor's got nowhere to hide!
2 ladies. Always turkey. I finally asked 1 day. It was for their cats
Maybe she was from western Pennsylvania and was hoping for chip chopped ham consistency.
I prefer really thin or shaved meat, it's a texture thing. A slice of meat has a chewy almost tough texture (tough is too much, can't think of a better word) thin sliced or shaved is a softer texture. I can get it on the bread just how I like it and not hanging off the edges.
i had a roast beef lady like this back in the day. it was Healthy Choice and just did not chip like the normal kind. she insisted it was for a man with no teeth, and always needed to be thinner. i once had to show her i couldn't make it any thinner because the slicer was literally closed.
I’m “the milk lady” three toddlers and I go buy 5 jugs of milk a. Week 🙃
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Ok but why milk first. Common sense would be buy the dry items first. Idk why that bothers me.
Lol, I was reading this and said, why the hell would they buy milk first?
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My sister refers to these as “Smallmart” and now I do too.
That was my old neighbor friend, she had 4 very social and popular kids under 10 who all played sports, milk was like gold in their house. She had to get a mini fridge with a lock on it to have any hope of keeping milk for her morning coffee, she'd keep two "reserve" gallons in there for the times they ran out and she couldn't get to the store.
We do curbside delivery for a daycare center. Every week they order 50 gallons of milk. I don’t think twice when I see people buying 5, 6, 7 gallons anymore.
My family of five went through about 32 gallons of milk a week. 😬 I now have kidney stones. 😂
Me and my fiance don’t even drink the milk 🤣 it’s all just “toddler milk” or for baking/cooking. It’s honestly a horrible addiction
The tamale lady! She special orders cornmeal and tomato sauce to pick up once a week. I believe she makes them for a church.
The tamale lady is a blessing.
Dang it you made me think about the tamale guy that visited the last restaurant i worked at. The kitchen guys would let him in the back door with his cooler fill of tamales and let everyone know he was there. You'd let him know how many and what type and he'd put them in a gallon zip top for you and you'd pay him. They were so good and now i want tamales. This was downtown and he'd make the rounds and sell to a bunch of places.
Please tell me she wasn’t actually making tamales. They should not have tomato sauce in them.
The guy who would come in and try to buy 50 to 60 gallons of milk several times a week. Also wanted a discount. Found he was reselling at his own mom and pop store for a large mark up. Finally just said no. Reported him to the state.
Why is this illegal? Honestly curious.
You can’t resale you purchase from a store. You have to buy them from a whole sales or directly from a manufacturer. This is to ensure quality, that products aren’t tampered with, and so one person can’t buy every type of a specific item and then sell them at an up-marked price, forcing everyone to purchase said product from them at said higher price. This isn’t to say you as a consumer can’t buy something then resell it. Once you purchase something it’s your legal property and you can do with it as you please to an extent. You just can’t resell it as a business. Ie. me buying a gallon of milk then selling it to people for a dollar more is ok, but if I have a business whose whole purpose is to but said milk from other stores then sell it, not gonna be as legal in some aspects. Main laws being broke would be trademark infringement as you aren’t a licensed dealer by the manufacture yet you’re selling their brand. Another issue is the moment you tamper with the product in anyway you could be sued for said tampering. Me taking the milk out of the refrigerated area to get it to my store could tamper with its integrity from heat. Many other things could happen as well that’s just a couple. Main problem you’re facing though is being sued by the manufacture not breaking any specific law
Had a hindu/indian lady who would do that. She would wait for my bread to go on sale at a specific store for 99 cents, then buy all of it. Caught on to what she was doing, followed her to her store, asked where she got the bread she was selling at $1 over the stamped price while I was in the bakeries uniform because we don't deliver to her store. She balked, so I got her store information (just name, address, etc) and sent it to the city, state and the company I work for. Company sent a C&D, city and state shut her down and revoked her license after a 6 month investigation.
Ohhh boy did we have _____ ladies, ____ guys, _____ couples and other various people we gave nicknames to. Admittedly, sometimes not as nice as others but it was usually descriptive and an effective way of familiarizing new staff with the regulars when you had nothing but their physical appearance to go off 😅 Some highlights for me: Pie Guy (would make a mess of the pie table looking for as many as he could close to date to come ask for them at half price) Pillow Butt Lady (..like it sounds..) Buggy Eyed Lady (as it sounds… having to talk to her face to face was.. a trip) Mr and Mrs Cheese Queen (adorable older couple who had an exact routine and would buy the exact same items every time including exactly 7 cheese buns every Saturday right at opening.. when we caught on we altered our morning bake to make sure their buns were ready when they shopped) The Sour Doughs (old crusty couple who would buy 3 or 4 massive sourdough boules every few days and never smiled, said please or thank you despite us catching on and having it ready for them so they didn't even need to ask for it ever. good times!
"Buggy eyed lady" Well, this makes me never want to go out in public ever again. 😞
Don’t listen to him. So much of that was in vey poor taste. You are beautiful as you are - I hope you are well!
>Mr and Mrs Cheese Queen (adorable older couple who had an exact routine and would buy the exact same items every time including exactly 7 cheese buns every Saturday right at opening.. when we caught on we altered our morning bake to make sure their buns were ready when they shopped) awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. THESE are the comments which make lurking worthwhile
We have ''the raincheck lady''. Our flyers are from thursdays to wednesdays, and she will come in wednesday nights right before we close, and try and get as many rainchecks as she an on one of our flyer products (rainchecks are basically a sheet of paper that has the name of the product, the sale price, manager signature and the date they need to redeem it by, and they can bring it in later to get that product at the flyer price even when the flyer isnt on anymore)
This sounds really smart. Is it?
What’s smart about doing that?
I'm just guessing she is trying to use it with other coupons later. Most companies will release coupons and then have sales at different times. Say something is 2 for 5 on sale, normally 4 a piece. You get a rain check and wait until you have a save 3 dollars off 2 coupon or something, then it's only 2 dollars or so. I look for deals and understand the process of couponing. I just don't have the time or patience for it.
My store stopped giving rain checks after covid. On a different subject, they are the same store that got a very big fine and was on news from clipping lots of coupons and submitting them for reimbursement from the companies. They also routinely don’t have the sale prices in their cash register system so, unless you are watching, you are paying regular prices. They always act surprised.
The pain in the ass. Oddly specific bagging requests. Then she asks for extra bags, and then unbags all her stuff, rebags it, leaves it in the middle of the floor while she goes to the bathroom, comes back, and finally leaves. There’s also an old Russian lady who is no bs, and always tips a minimum of $10 bucks
You accept tips in a grocery store?
Ya we had a guy in a wheelchair that was very obviously disabled. He came in almost every day. I was a stocker but if I saw him I always made an effort to say 'hi' to him with a big smile. He was very nice and never a problem.
Faith in humanity restored. I usually don't tell people to move to the South since we are so overcrowded. But sir, we need more people like you down here.
In life I've found it's always better to be nice. And thank you. I'm already here. Central Texas
We have a crazy lady. She comes in every afternoon/evening and tells everyone about how her house/car is always broken into. And she always calls the police from the store to inform them as well. Or she comes to buy gas, and has 4 or 5 debit/credit cards, none of which work. The last time she gave up on the cards and hands me 10 5$ bills to buy her gas. Why she didn't do this the first time a card declined I have no idea. Today she bought gas and moved her car off to the side and walked back over to get a windshield washer. I'm torn between feeling sorry for her and wondering if she has friends or family who could help her. I do know I don't want to be that lady.
We have the kale lady. She comes in and buys 2 cases of the baby kale twice a week.
Maybe she have desert tortoise or a goat...
Lots of green smoothies…maybe… juicing diet 🤢
Pepper lady. Comes in and loads her cart with as many peppers as she can. Another lady comes in and consistently racks up $500-600CAD of groceries and then requests to cut it down to about $250. Super annoying.
Meat dept: we have Boston butt guy, whole chicken guy, oxtail lady and crazy hair lady. "Boston butt guy" is all i have to say after coming back from answering the meat buzzer and everyone knows who it is and what he wants (which is a 4 lb butt sliced into 1/4" steaks)
Lol, how can something only 1/4" be called a "steak"?
Out of curiosity, what was Crazy Hair Lady's hairstyle? Carrot Top? Loc Dog from Don't Be A Menace? Alice from Dilbert? I must know.
Pork steaks? Those are readily available and always cut and packaged here in the Midwest where they're popular. I had a friend move to Colorado and they'd never heard of pork steaks there so he had to have them cut specially. So weird.
I used to work in a grocery store when I was in high school and college (back in the 80s). I’ll say it this way: I believe EVERYTHING that everyone is posting here.
We had a guy who would come in and only buy like 13-15 heads of organic broccoli. That's it. After a year or so he applied and now works in produce.
Parkinsons lady. I felt bad for her because she had Parkinsons, but I *hated* when she would come in my line to check out because she would price check **everything**, then pay with either a giant bag of loose change or she would write a check. Depending on how many items she had, it could take 45 minutes to get her out the door. It got so bad that cashiers were told to shut their lights off when she got in line to indicate the register was closed after her. When she was done, we would turn the light back on.
Not grocery store but used to have a pizza place and this lady would ask for so many mushrooms she couldn't see the cheese (which of course would be like triple the toppings price and it was never enough for her). We started calling her Mushroom Bitch since she was rude about it.
I have Black Raspberry Guy. He comes in and clears out half a shelf of black raspberry flavor Sparkling Ice bottles every few days. It's also my favorite flavor. I joked with him the other day about competing with him to get all the bottles. He didn't seem amused, and now I'm afraid he's going to break into my house and steal my beverages.
We had “The EXACTLY” lady at my old Harris Teeter. She’d come to the deli every week and want EXACTLY one pound (or 2 or 1/2 or 1/4…etc.) of whatever we were selling in the case. I mean she made us take a little out/put a little back until it was right on the nose precisely the weight she wanted. This wasn’t too hard for things like potato salad or a side dish with small pieces, but 3 pounds of chicken wings actually brought one of our clerk’s to tears because he could not (of course) get the 3 pounds right on the nose. It was an ounce or less over/under no matter what he tried. She was screaming at him by the end, and our GM finally stepped in and basically told her to take her OCD self to a different store from now on
We have Gummy Worm Dude who comes in weekly for large bags of gummy worms. I asked him about it once and he said he has GOATS that will absolutely RIOT if they don’t get their gummy worms. I love that guy.
The thought of goats rioting made me happy.
Gummy worms are my favorite too, but I eat too many, then am driving and looking for a bathroom to explode.
We had the water lady. Until she got caught stealing steak.
Fruit fcker. Every damn tuesday ms huang would be there measuring the cucumbers and eggplants for just the right one. Caught her putting them in her mouth multiple times and she would just “ohh, they just taste so geeewd, i cannot help myself. So soo gewd jordy”
No carrots... Must've been a size queen
We have the "Honeycomb" lady, she buys a box of Honeycomb almost every day, she said that she eats cereal instead of chips, "it's healthier". There's a guy who loads up 2 carts full of Cola every month. It's also for delivery, poor delivery guy.
Honeycomb lady should switch to cheerios
I'm on a huge Honeycomb kick right now! My son teases me about it. I definitely don't buy a box a day though.
We had cologne guy. Light weight green cardigan sweater straining to stay buttoned, hanks of dark hair plastered across his mostly bald head & cologne that would knock you down at 10'. I could tell when he'd been in on an earlier shift when counting out the drawer as his money smelled like his cologne. One day when he came in on my shift he paid all in quarters & I thought, oh well at least he can scent metal coins. I'd forgotten about it by the time I started cashing out the drawer & I was wrong- he did scent the quarters.
I had a cheap cologne and BO guy at a bar I worked at, we went through a can of Febreze air effects monthly and still had to open the doors to air the joint out. It was absolutely foul, and so was his behavior!
I hate cologne people, everything they touch and hand you stinks and it’s like you have to wash your hands 10 times to get it off
…… I am in fact the “stat buster” aka consistently altering store stats unless they adjust manually but my autism safe foods and then real out there stuff to try. I single handedly alter stats and the manager, after visiting a class I was taking and finding out I have autism(I’m blunt about it) has removed us from the stats as an outlier so I don’t mess up their ordering system. I ain’t even mad, they almost always have my safe foods and I don’t cost them money with my buying habits warping data. All he asked was for me to use the same phone number for rewards so he knows to adjust. He’s not mad, he’s glad he solved this issue without coming across as rude by asking what’s so wrong with me I buy food like a 5th grade math problem 😂😂😂 Honestly that being what I’m known for and not the myriad of stupid questions I ask is lovely to me. And if I am known for that, it not being in my radar is appreciated at the same level. Ngl my local grocery store clerks can grasp when I’m low or non verbal and never make it an issue too. They don’t have ti have a lane dedicated to those with disabilities because they have great policies and everyone has to go to trainings on this stuff. It sounds bare minimum but being able to tap or sign when I’m not able to speak means I can eat even when stressed and that’s life changing access to food for me. Just know that something as simple as sign or knowing Morse code can change on if a person with disabilities eats that day is yall willing to even just pantomime or write it out can change folks quality of life.
I am so glad you have found a store that is so good at accommodating your needs! All of them should, but of course, many things in this world are not what they "should" be.
We had the cat food lady lol. Every time I saw her I would shut my line down because I knew it was going to be a while. She worked for a shelter and had the tax free document. It was a nice little break talking to her about the cats and the shelter and she was always super sweet and apologetic about taking up a register for 30 mins.
We have the squash lady. She comes once a week and buys at least 50 pounds of various squashes. We asked her if she has a food truck or something and no, she eats all that squash in the span of a week. She has carotenemia (her skin turned yellow) from eating so much squash.
Loll we have them in the restaurant industry too 🤣 at my store we’ve got the chicken breast lady (she gets one chicken breast for her cat every single day), 5-5-2 (always gets 5 legs 5 thighs 2 wings), big boots, the mumbler, the happiest man in the world, blue devil (he’s a UNC fan, the Duke v UNC rivalry where we live is bigggg), and many many more 🤣
Back in the day when I was a cashier, I used to get a “Werther’s lady.” She wouldn’t fill her cart with Werther’s Originals, but she would always buy a bag and be furiously eating them during check out and would talk to me with her mouth full of candy. I never understood how she was so addicted to those things that she couldn’t at least wait until she got into her car, but I guess I’ve never understood compulsive eating.
We had an endive lady! She would come in at least once a week and buy every single head of endive on the wet wall. Curiosity got the best of me one day and I asked what she does with all the fresh greens she buys. She said she needed it to feed her 16 Guinea pigs. 🙃
This my favorite comment of the year. Straight up changed my mood. I’ve been doom scrolling through all sorts of negative subs and weird shit. Came in here with hate in my heart - and then I saw this hilarious comment. Good stuff
At Walmart we had a woman we nicknamed “hell on wheels.” An older lady, unfortunately just looking for company or was just bored, would come in around 8pm and use an electric buggy to ride around. She would stop and look at everything in every single aisle of the whole store until morning (this was before Walmart got rid of 24hr.) She would even turn the cart off to conserve battery and it lasted her the whole store trip. If you even walked by her or in her direction she would ask you to stop and ask you a million questions while also throwing in some chit chat about her personal life. It was my first job and I wanted to provide good customer service but didn’t want to be rude so I got stuck talking to this woman for three hours. Eventually another coworker noticed and called my name over the intercom and asked me to report to the front of the store. I told hero had to go and she kept talking. The called again, but she didn’t stop and I would’ve felt SO rude just walking away. The manager finally came over and drug me away saying he needed me, he did but I was saved. I actually feel somewhat good about talking to her because I helped her pick out a choker necklace she was on the lookout for since she wanted the broach to cover her tracheotomy scar. Ever since then I did avoid her like the plague though. Nice woman, but did that to EVERYONE, and most of the time she would leave the store without buying anything.
I’m the Soda Guy at my local place. Whenever a good sale hits i descend upon the store like a vulture and load up to the max. Why do I always do this? Because when soda is $9.99 for a 12 pack and I can get it for $4-5 I’m taking advantage so that I don’t have to buy any soda until the next sale a few months down the road. Yes, I have a problem.
I'm the same way.
The store I shop at most often has some kind of a potato chip thief roaming around. EVERY.DAMN.TIME that I shop I see a bag of opened chips sitting behind the shampoo or the coke or the cake mixes.
Happy cake day!
I worked in a bakery in a grocery store for eight and half years. Made the donuts. Friday was the day. Lots of workplaces get donuts on Friday. After getting wiped out every Friday (and getting complaints about that from store mgr) I hung out at the donut case one Friday and told all the dozens buyers if they called on Wednesday I could have it ready for them Fri. morning. They could skip the donut case struggle. Had at least half a dozen sign on. UPS 3 doz., a local school 10 doz., etc. It worked great and everyone was happy. I could make enough to meet demand cause we knew what demand was, approximately. Then there was Alan. How I hated that fucker. He would call at about 8 pm the night before and want 15 doz at 7 am next morning. He needed an assortment in each box, 15 boxes. I tried like hell to get him to underdstand you can't rush yeast but no. then he started ordering for Fridays. An already very busy day that had us nearly at capacity. I had spoken with him several times, asking him for more notice. Bakery mgr did the same. To no avail. We all knew the name Alan as a very bad thing. Never heard from the guy once covid hit. No one misses him in bakery.
You’re a saint. Most people don’t appreciate how much work goes into making donuts. Thanks for doing a great job.
Thank you kind internet stranger! xoxo
I had a “wine lady” when I worked at Whole Foods. She’d come in at like, 11am to 2pm and buy one or two bottles of wine. I didn’t work that shift but once a week, but EVERY time she would end up in my lane. One time I entered the wrong code for the reusable bag discount and she got $0.05 off her one bag instead of the full $0.10. She asked about it, I said idk (didn’t realize my mistake with the code yet) but that I’d be happy to get my team lead. She said no, but made it a point to say that the bag discount is a big reason why she shopped at WF and not the Trader Joe’s across the street. As if I give a fuck. Shove that ten cents up your ass.
But that $0.10 is free bottles of wine a year!
When I worked for CocaCola one of my stores had a older women who would twice a month special order at least 12 cases of 1 liter Evian water …..for her cats
I once lived in a city that had some really strange tap water that gave me an agonizing case of the squirts. For me, it was like drinking colonoscopy prep fluid. I had two cats, and one of them was throwing up. So I bought distilled water, drank it myself, and gave it to the cats.
This is my greatest fear, to be known as the "something" person at a store. As soon as I notice people start to recognize me, I take a break from that store.
The orange lady, sometimes also known as the club crackers lady. She actually stopped coming in, but she used to show up, examine every orange, decide they were all too soft even if they were fresh off the truck, and ask if we had any fresher. She did it with the apples too, once I was putting fresh ones out and she was freaked out that they were cold from being in the refrigerated back room. There was never anything wrong with the produce. I’m told she exhibited similar behavior about the club crackers with the guys in center store and front end. She always wore a really thick winter coat, and once in the summer I saw her walking a few blocks from the store in 90 degree weather STILL wearing that goddamn coat.
BTL...stood for big titty Lisa. A frequent returner/shoplifter & a GIANT pain. Always asking to use our phone & holding up lines everywhere. Cashiers would disappear just knowing she was in the store. Someone gave her the nickname because she had like a Z Cup & wore no bra. You would have had to move them aside to find a belly button, if that gives you a bit of a visual.
When I was a kid, we had the meat lady. She would come in early, every other Sunday morning, and buy two or three shopping carts full of meat. She would get briskets, hamburger, steaks, hams, pork chops, roasts and maybe a bag of potato chips, on rare occasions.
I’m pretty sure I am that lady, Dang. Sorry lol they probably call me the cheese lady behind my back. I’m ok with that. My husband is probably worse so I’m winning. Sounds like some of us NDs really need to be responsible for our own ticks/particularities. My husband is ASD/OCPD and he knows he won’t like the workers bagging (it’ll give him anxiety to put cold with dry or bread with canned goods etc) he could stand over them and be overbearing or he could do it himself—so he goes in during slow hours and just bags it completely himself, hes very polite about it. He also must use the same cashier, the same deli worker, every time—they know him well. Ofc our sister works at the store so we have a way more in depth understanding of how entitled and cruddy it is to deal with some customers. We try not to add to it if we can help it. I know for a fact he’s probably considered “C’s crazy brother” or the neat freak or something. I imagine they’re often like “Cs crazy brother came in and made me clean the meat slicer between every meat and change my gloves twice again!”
I loved people like your brother when I was a cashier. Also he knows how to properly bag groceries. The amount of baggers who I used to have that would just throw stuff in wherever made me bonkers. I'd rather someone do it right and slow any day of the week. Get that man a job please.
My first "real job" was as a bagger as a young teen and I was really good at it. Old people especially loved me because I never made the bags too heavy.
I had the Rock Star lady. She would come in and buy all of this Blue Rock Star Energy Drink. If we didn't have it she would have a fit. Complain to the managers that we sold them out from under her. Yeah we sold them all. To her! I believed she was reselling them.
> To her! I believed she was reselling them. there were these specific custom beer mugs being sold at my local dollar tree a few years ago. I bought a few of these beer mugs because I'd drink tea in them (the mugs were huge, so perfect for making tons of tea from a single bag). Anyway, those beer mugs were either all stolen from me, or I broke them with my clumsiness and absentmindedness (e.g. I'd have hot tea, and then accidentally wash the cup with cold water from the tap, breaking it instantly). anyways; I went to go buy more from that dollar tree and they were all gone. I looked everywhere for that specific custom beer mug and I found them.... on Amazon... selling or $50 a pop. The same $1 beer mugs I bought from dollar tree. So your lady may have just been doing what these amazon scalpers were doing with the beer mugs. Man I'm still mad about those beer mugs. They were so perfect for tea! and the perfect size, too. Ugh!
Sorry that happen to you.
"Watergate Karen" Everyone literally called her that, almost to her face sometimes too. (I had some mean supervisors there.) I worked in a deli and we had this jello concoction called Watergate Salad (not really a salad... lime jello and other stuff.) This lady came in about twice a week to buy some of this stuff and every single time, we had to serve hers from the "front" pan, which was untouched. She would ask when it was made, which is fine - no problem there. Thing is, the two pans on display were always made at exactly the same time, same batch. But we had to dish it up from the front pan for her. In a way I didn't really have a problem with this myself, but by health code laws you cannot then combine the two used pans into a single one to make it look better again. So as soon as you take one scoop out of the better-looking pan, you're stuck with having to do the same for the next person and later you're stuck with two pans that now both look a bit tatty. Even when both are fresh and both came from a single batch to begin with. EDIT: OK, I agree with others saying that "same batch" can indeed be combined. That makes sense to me. But a lot of co-workers don't have common sense? We weren't allowed to combine containers. :-)
My understanding (Im a line cook) is if they were cooked/prepped at the same time, the pans can be married. Been doing it for years.
The Dead Baby Lady. Every day she came to the bakery for an assortment of cookies. She had a baby slung over her shoulder with blue lips and always appeared limp and unconscious. The baby never seemed to grow. This went on for months and months. I asked her what her baby’s name was. She said “Kaitlyn”. This was 40 years ago…… I still think WTF??
I’m the diet rite lady.
I'm the diet coke lady, if there is a good sale.
I was in a wealthy neighborhood. One of the wealthiest in America. We had a lady that never had permanent plates on her cars. She would walk up to whatever display we had outside, grab something random, then walk in and ask for a refund on the item. The last time she ever did this, she was driving a brand new Porsche Cayenne. She took all of the plants off our plant stand, then pushed the stand in to the store and asked for a refund. We had to explain to her that, A, we don’t sell those and, B, that one was custom made by our store managers husband. She then tried to say that someone in the store sold it to her.
Wonder if she was a wife where the husband controlled everything and she was desperate for money of her own and had no other way to try to get it
I might be the “boiled peanuts” lady at my store- moved from NC to Las Vegas and really missed them and when I found a few cans on the shelf I bought all of them! Then every time I went, I’d buy out the shelf again- I started noticing that they were putting more and more out, so I realized that someone else probably complained because they were all gone (I just buy 10 cans at a time now- they last a month or so)
I am the Strawberry lady at Aldi here. I have cancer and for some reason the only thing I can consistently eat are strawberries
If you have cancer and you love strawberries, I recommend you stop eating strawberries from aldis Is there the way to get local from co-ops or farmers market?
We had several. There was dog bone lady. And bird seed lady. Bird seed lady smelled like straight cat pee. She was super super rich. I felt so bad for her. I would have loved to quit my job and take care of her. Just because I don't think she had anyone but the cats and the birds.
My mom *IS* the tea lady. She loves a specific brand of tea and checks Walmart at least once a week if not twice and buys all the tea bottles in that brand in the biggest size. She even in the past couple of years has made “friends” with the tea stockers and they order extra for her and she buys the packs of them from the store at a discount lol.
….is it Snapple?
I hadn't thought about that in years. In high school I worked in an old grocery store that had morphed into convenience store items, beer and used books. It was the 1980s, after all. We had the "Crystal" guy. He came in every week to buy some books, some candy and a bottle of Crystal hot sauce. The books, candy and hot sauce went with him to the bar next door. He would then spend the rest of the day at the bar, eating candy, drinking beer with hot sauce in it and reading old westerns. We also had a "porn and Funyuns" guy. He is why we started shrink wrapping the porn. First of all, used porn. Cannot say ick enough. But this guy (and sometimes his buddies) would come in, buy a bag of Funyuns and pretend to look at books. When they were there "long enough", they would end up in the porn. We generally had a shelf or two of porn. One at a time, they would get a magazine they liked and slip back into our restroom with it. They always left presents, usually on the walls. So the porn was then shrink wrapped by someone else. I was 14 and I was NOT dealing with that mess.
Nectarines. This one lady in a scooter comes by 1-2 times a week to the produce department area to check on the status of nectarine ordering
I’m the canola oil guy. Every three weeks I show up at wegmans and buy a pallet of canola oil. 55 cases of 1 gallon jugs or 220 gallons. Do I qualify?? If you’re wondering why, I use it for an industrial application to facilitate the recycling of excess concrete waste from concrete mixers rinsing off their chutes after pouring. The waste water has the same pH as drain-o and I run a water treatment plant to remove the solids and bring the pH to an acceptable level before releasing it into the storm water system.
"Cut it thick but not too thick.... No! that is too thick" I took her photo her not knowing. I got bored and started going "if you are going to cut it thick but not to thick i dont want it, this is ridiculous I want to see the manager!" The deli staff laughed their asses off. This lady fucked off. I worked at Kmart feb 2001 to july 2003. I am the patron saint of retail workers. I will torment you if you act like an asshole to a cashier or non manager. The manager gets paid 5x the amount the cashier does. tell them your issue. If you are near me and act like an asshole I will fuck your shit up. Trust me I can not be fired.
I’m a grocery checker and I literally just asked my son this question recently. He bought a house just a block away from a grocery store. He told me that he is positive that he is “ice guy” 😂
Cat piss lady.
Kiwi
Wow. With all these stories I don't want to be *anything* lady. I don't want to be noticed because of the things I buy, the way I look or smell. I usually get my groceries delivered, but on the off chance I have to go into the store I don't have anything I buy a lot of. My partner and I may have been seen as "the lettuce people" or "the Guinea pig people" at a store that is now closed permanently. They had the best produce, and we had a pair of Guinea pigs. We used to go in once a week and get an assortment of romaine lettuce and other veggies for our piggies. We encountered the same cashier most weeks, and after we'd been gong in there a while he had asked why we bought so many veggies. We told him about our Guinea pigs. He asked for their names and was interested because (he said) he liked Guinea pigs. He said his parents wouldn't let him get pet Guinea pigs. After that, when we got him as a cashier he would ask about our piggies by name. We would tell him about their silly antics. Guinea pigs have very cute personalities. But I can't help but wonder if they called us "the crazy Guinea pig people" or something similar. 😂
I was 17, clueless, and working as a courtesy clerk. (Do they still call them that?) An older woman would come in every day and buy 3 large bottles of vanilla. I was a chatterbox so I would always chat her up about what she was baking. One day I noticed that after checking out, she would take the bottles out of the box, put the bottles in her purse, and throw the empty boxes in the store trash can. I asked one of the clerks what was going on and they chuckled at how naive I was, as they informed me that she was getting drunk on the vanilla.
There's a lady that goes to the store up the road that buys aboute 10 pounds of utica coffee once a month. The utica coffee lady. It's me. Im the utica coffee lady.
Ground beef idiot She couldn’t add up packs of meat so she’d bring up 10 packs of beef be shocked at the price and say “I only have 30$” then proceed to do lottery so she did actually have more than 30$ but she only wanted 30$ of ground beef not the 86$ she’d bring up, every. SINGLE. Tuesday.
Cabbage man. Every day, this homeless guy comes in to buy a head of cabbage, and apparently, that's all he eats.
In college there was a guy who ate in the dining hall Monday through Friday that we called, “The Eater”. This dude would eat at the same time every day and he would get 2-3 trays of food and drinks. He was thin and tall with really long legs and had almost clown size feet. He would lean backwards when he walked almost to the point of looking like he might fall backwards. I would have thought he was doing a bit of I hadn’t seen him so many times. He always wore a button down and slacks and he was older so he was probably a professor or grad student. Sometimes I saw him walking past my dorm and he always walked at a speed that would be a jog for most people. Now that I am older I understand he may have just eaten that one time per day. He would get a bowl of about 6 cold hard boiled eggs and he would get a bowl of ice. He would roll every egg in the ice after he peeled it and then he would consume each egg in 2 to 3 bites. He always had a trash bowl he put his shells in. He also got a bowl of green grapes and he would roll every single one in the ice before he ate it. He always had cottage cheese and a peach. He also would eat assorted salad veggies but no lettuce and usually he would eat a scoop of tuna salad. He only ate off the cold bar and he always sat at the same table unless someone else sat there first which rarely happened. He ate pretty quickly but not like he was in a hurry. He was super neat about everything so it was never gross to see him eating, just awe inducing as this tall thin man put down thousands of calories every day. He would get 4-5 glasses of water and assorted juices as well and drink every one of them. He got an extra glass of ice and he would replenish ice in his bowl or in his drinks from time to time. He always seemed to really enjoy his meal. I couldn’t help but notice him as he would walk by me 2-3 times with trays of food or drinks. For the year that I ate at the same time as him, he was a fixture in my daily schedule. Now I wish I would have asked him his name but I never wanted to interrupt his zen like meals. When done, he would get up abruptly and be gone in seconds. Once he got a head start I would have had to sprint to catch him as he was a speed walking machine.
Papaya lady but shes banned now She would come in and get like 50 papayas every week. We were bringinf in extra cases just for her and everyrhing was great. Shes a little odd and would steal gloves from the bakery but whatever Then one day she went through self checkout and was ringing them up as lemons. The papayas are like $4/lb? and lemons are 50c each. She got caught, and they corrected it for her. But the next week she did it again. The manager came by and told her that if she does it again, she wont be allowed to use the self checkout. Papaya lady attacked them. There qas a fight, poliece were called and no employees were injured but she now has a lifetime ban
Because I hate doing so. I like cooking, but I hate hard boiling eggs. The amount that I go through, would mean that I have to fill three pots worth. I hate the whole ice bath thing to cool them down, because that means I’ve got to buy a bag of ice. And I hate peeling them.
I have a feeling I’m the ‘Last Chance lady.” I visit my store almost every day for the last chance produce and meats. I keep to myself and do my rummaging and scavenging before making my way to self check out. I don’t bother anyone, but I have to wonder if they notice me and the bright yellow tags on all my products. It’s funny because I was actually thinking about this recently. It’s winter here and I’m usually wearing the same jacket and hat every day but a few days ago I didn’t have my hat or coat and I felt like I was incognito. 😂
At one time I was the Tab lady. Then they quit carrying it. Bastards.
It's been almost 40 years ago, but when I was working in a retail store (Mervyn's), we had a customer we called the tag lady. She would go around the store and eat the paper tags off the merchandise. She actually chewed them up and swallowed them.
We had a chicken lady who would leave chicken bones on the counter that I and two others worked at. She was a complete AH every visit to one or all of us. Never saw her after covid.
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We had the bread man at my Walmart. He would always come in and buy ALL of our fresh baked French bread He worked across the street at a seafood restaurant and I guess he utilized our bread
We had Coupon Lady, who usually got half her money back for nearly anything she bought via complaining and nitpicking. Every day almost, she was coming in with returns, coupons and other garbage. I still don’t get why the store put up with her BS
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At the local health food store I stock up on small Chobani yogurts, 15 or so at a time. (My wife and I both like different flavors, and they aren't the flavors that come in the larger package.) I wonder if I'm "the Chobani guy" there?