Joe was working the register at his store today. Now, the vast majority of customers at Joe's store are very nice people. They're friendly, and polite, and reasonable.
Of course, there are also assholes, and bullies, and idiots.
One of his coworkers, a lovely young woman, was working beside him. She's not tall. At one point, Joe noticed that the man she was waiting on was quite large - tall and massive. He was leaning over the counter, looming over Joe's colleague, intimidating her.
"This is discounted, right?" he asked. Actually, it was more of a demand than a question.
Joe's colleague checked the daily sheet. "No, sir; the sale ended a week ago," she replied.
He loomed closer.
"I said, it's DISCOUNTED," he said. "I drove for an hour and a half to get here, and I say it's discounted."
He was totally bullying her, using his size to scare her into giving him an expired discount.
At this point, Joe stepped over and said, "Is there a problem here?"
The man immediately backed down, but he tried again.
"I drove a long way to get here, and you're telling me the discount is over. AND, the clearance room is closed!" he said.
"Do you have a phone, sir?" asked Joe politely.
"What do you mean?" he replied.
"Do you have a phone?" repeated Joe.
"Yes," he says.
"You could have called and saved yourself an hour and a half drive," explained Joe.
Joe says the guy's mouth moved, but nothing came out. Finally, he said, "Fuck it. I don't want any of this shit." And he stormed out.
"Have a nice day," called Joe pleasantly.
I love my husband.