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(A tourist walks up to my register with a handful of trinkets. I ring her up, she pays, I bag the items, and hand her the coin change. As she steps away, I see a dollar still on the counter.)
Me: “Ma’am, you forgot the rest of your change.”
Tourist: “Oh! I guess I did, unless you were paying me in pesos.”
Me: “Excuse me?”
Tourist: “Pesos. The money in Mexico.”
Me: “I know what a peso is, ma’am, but I’m not Mexican.”
Tourist: “Puerto Rican?”
Me: “Not even close.”
Tourist: “Cuban?”
Me: “No.”
Tourist: “What are you, then?”
Me: “I’m Native American.”
Tourist: “So am I.” (She’s white as notebook paper.)
Me: “No, I mean the people here before white people.”
Tourist: “What do you mean?”
Me: “You don’t know about Natives? Indians?”
Tourist: “Oh, you mean the people John Wayne killed off.”
Me: “Just take your change.”
You know, ninety percent of the time when I read that website I laugh my ass off. This is one of those times when I kinda want to punch the customer in question right in the face.
(A tourist walks up to my register with a handful of trinkets. I ring her up, she pays, I bag the items, and hand her the coin change. As she steps away, I see a dollar still on the counter.)
Me: “Ma’am, you forgot the rest of your change.”
Tourist: “Oh! I guess I did, unless you were paying me in pesos.”
Me: “Excuse me?”
Tourist: “Pesos. The money in Mexico.”
Me: “I know what a peso is, ma’am, but I’m not Mexican.”
Tourist: “Puerto Rican?”
Me: “Not even close.”
Tourist: “Cuban?”
Me: “No.”
Tourist: “What are you, then?”
Me: “I’m Native American.”
Tourist: “So am I.” (She’s white as notebook paper.)
Me: “No, I mean the people here before white people.”
Tourist: “What do you mean?”
Me: “You don’t know about Natives? Indians?”
Tourist: “Oh, you mean the people John Wayne killed off.”
Me: “Just take your change.”
You know, ninety percent of the time when I read that website I laugh my ass off. This is one of those times when I kinda want to punch the customer in question right in the face.
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Date: 2008-06-23 08:18 pm (UTC)Me: Ma’am, you forgot the rest of your change.
Tourist: Oh! I guess I did, unless you were paying me in pesos.
Me: Excuse me?
Tourist: Pesos. The money in Mexico.
Me: Yes, I know what a peso is. But we're not in Mexico, so you're welcome. Unless you meant to overpay.
Tourist: No, I was referring to the fact that you're Mexican.
Me: No.
Tourist: Puerto Rican?
Me: Are you Irish?
Tourist: Cuban?
Me: Polish?
Tourist: What?
Me: Aren't we playing a game? You guess me, I guess you? What do I get if I win?
Tourist: You're being disrespectful. Where's your manager?
Me: Shall I call her? Because I've said nothing any more disrespectful than you have.
Tourist: Well, I never.
Me: Unfortunately, I do every day. Here's your change. Have a nice day.
Assfart.