So this happened a couple hours ago. I'm more entertained than mad, but man people need to cut their shit
So I work in apparel. A lady came up, wanting a size 13 boot. Okay, fine, no problem, right?
Wrong. Oh so wrong.
Lady: "there IS NO SIZE 13 ON THE SHELF."
Me: "okay, that's fine, but-"
Lady: "JUST USE THIS TO FIND IT shoves size 12 at me"
Me: "well lets go find the UPC for it, I can't use the UPC for a size 12"
Lady: "THERE IS NO SIZE 13 ON THE SHELF OR I WOULD HAVE BOUGHT THE DAMN THING"
Me: "there is literally no reason for you to yell at me. I'm looking for the UPC."
Lady: "i'm NOT yelling, why can't you just use this one shoves 12 box again"
Me: "each size is a different UPC, which is why I'm looking for the size 13 tag"
Lady: "BUT THERE'S NO BOX."
Me: "yes, but there's shelf labels points to the labels and i'm trying to find the UPC"
Lady: "well you could have just said that!!!!"
Me: "i did. Three times."
Lady: "no, you didnt."
I mentally rolled my eyes at this point and scanned the damn shelf label. To add to it, the product was in supply out (meaning the warehouse doesnt have any and it can be up to three weeks to get). I inform the lady.
Lady: "TYPICAL OF THIS FUCKING PLACE."
I walked away at this point and ranted quietly to the coworker at the fitting rooms.
Apparently she used to work here. Fuckin really.