We knew where the smell was coming from - our laundry room/food storage room - but we checked every single shelf, the fridge, and the freezer multiple times and found nothing. The downstairs part of our house started to stink suddenly, and we couldn’t figure out why. He ends up walking out of the store asking for paper towels to wipe his hands with, to which my manager says:
To my delight, he snatches the bag away from me without looking at it. When the police officer asks me to hand the customer a bag, I find one that has a couple of somewhat sizable holes in it. After a short exchange, he is cited with a fine for refusing to pick up after his own dog as well as not following the no-pet policy after it was explained. A couple of minutes after that, the police show up. He just looks at me.Ĭustomer: “Well, I’m not picking it up it’s not my store.”Īfter stating that I am going to get management involved if he doesn’t pick it up and showing him the no-pet policy, he still puts up a fight.įast forward a couple of minutes, and he is screaming at our manager about the no-pet policy. I make a guess at the right size and hand him the bag. This guy comes up to me about five minutes after walking in.Ĭustomer: “Well, it’s because my dog took a dump on the floor.” But our management lacks some backbone, so they let that sort of thing go. Basically, we don’t want them knocking something over or getting in the way of a forklift. Dogs are not allowed in the store, mainly because of safety issues for customers as well as employees. Please ask her to take her ‘LoveBook’ away with her.”Ī customer walks into our home improvement store with a moderate-sized dog on a leash.
I very quickly run to the back room to laugh and inform my manager of the situation. I somewhat calmly explain why ports are accessible and that she will still be responsible for the cost regardless. I bite my lip just shy of really hurting myself to stop from blasting out loud with laughter.Ĭustomer: “If the ports were covered, this never would have happened! It’s all your fault! You shouldn’t charge me anything to fix the laptop!” Me: “While it’s unfortunate that the bunny peed inside the ethernet port-”Ĭustomer: *Indignantly* “He didn’t pee inside the port! He had his way with it! Gosh!” Its ports are always open, and my bunny likes them a little too much he made a mess inside one!” I finish up and decide to go help her out and inquire about her problem.Ĭustomer: “I’ve just been told that I am going to have to pay a very large amount of money to repair my laptop due to liquid damage, but it’s not my fault! I don’t think I should have to pay for the repair!”Ĭustomer: “It’s the design of the laptop. I am assisting a customer at our troubleshooting helpdesk when I hear another, rather angry customer yelling at someone delivering some bad news. Two weeks later, there were contractors at the neighbors’ house, putting up a fence around their yard. Me: “I don’t want to ever find any more of your dog’s s*** in my yard, okay?” This got her attention, and she stared at me wide-eyed and open-mouthed. I scooped up the pile and whipped it as hard as I could at the side of the neighbors’ house, where it stuck to the siding. I went into the garage and got the shovel. Neighbor: “I said I would get around to it!” It took me about twenty minutes to finish the weeding. Neighbor: *Not looking around* “Yeah, yeah… I’ll get around to it.” As soon as I finish weeding here, I am going to mow the lawn, so the poo needs to be gone before then.” As I watched, he romped over into our front yard, squatted, and deposited a sizable pile. And the dog was out, too, just romping around. Then, one summer day, I was in the yard doing some gardening, and the neighbor lady was out in her yard doing the same. (This was in 2004, so well before doorbell cameras.) I spend months seething about this but hadn’t managed to catch them in the act. They sort of kept their dog in their yard when we were around to see, but dog piles kept turning up on our lawn.
When we moved in, we let them know very nicely that we didn’t appreciate this and that they needed to keep their dog in their yard and pick up after him if he went in our yard. When my husband and I bought our first house, it had stood empty for a little while, so our next-door neighbors, an older couple who had a big golden retriever, had gotten used to using the yard as their dog’s potty.
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