Clean up at register 9.
“This lady with a little kid came up to my register and set her down on the ground. The young girl began complaining about having to use the bathroom and the mom kept ignoring her or telling her to wait until they got home. The daughter ended up peeing all over my station and the mom didn’t say anything about it. She paid, grabbed her bags, and said that I should clean that up and just left.” —Ashton David, Facebook
Praying for sanity.
“At one point there were maybe 200 people in line to check out, when a woman with two full carts tried to cut to the very front. She told me that she was buying toys for kids in her church, so she should be expedited. I apologized and told her that was not going to happen. Then, right there in the middle of the store, she got down on her knees and started praying — LOUDLY— that Jesus strike me down with righteous lightning for blocking the path of a Christian soldier. After 15 minutes of me not being struck down, she left the store.” —Emmay Friedenson, Facebook”
She’s gotta have that coffee.
“I’ve worked on Black Friday for about seven years now, but the worst was back in 2012. I was working at Fry’s Electronics and we opened at about 5:30 a.m.. We had this Mr. Coffee machine that was on sale for $3, and I witnessed one lady punch another lady in the face for our last non-reserved one.” —Carla Catalan, Facebook
Fitting rooms are not bathrooms.
You need a gas mask to get a TV these days.
“I once worked a Black Friday at TRU. A guest sprayed mace behind them as they ran in front of the pack towards the electronics section.” —Vince Plowman, Facebook
A new kind of mannequin challenge.
Broken bones, broken dreams.
The makeup counter meltdown.
The sweater shakedown.
“My managers stationed me near the front doors next to several tall cardboard bins filled with $3 scarves, gloves, and hats. When we finally opened the doors at midnight, all of the customers who had been waiting in a line outside came rushing in and kept pushing into me to get further into the store. One woman placed each of her hands on my shoulders and SHOVED. I went flying into two of the cardboard bins, which then broke and spilled everywhere.” —Kaitlin Bilodeau, Facebook
A menagerie of horrors.
The $200 surprise.
The green apple conspiracy.
Not the best moment in parenting.
That escalated quickly.
Shop in peace.
The prettiest war zone.
Time to call child services.
Can’t catch a break.
“One time I got violently ill Thanksgiving morning. My boss told me I had to be in or I was fired. Every few minutes I had to duck under my counter to get sick in the garbage.
No time to waste.
A literal shitshow.
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