Reply #72: My sister once had a guy throw hot dogs and ice at her manager [View All]

[LisaM]

because she asked him for ID when he was buying beer at the Ann Arbor Art Fair. He got really angry with her and called her a "slitty eyed bitch" (Note: she has large ROUND greenish eyes) and her manager told the guy to leave and instead he jumped over the counter and started grabbing hot dogs off those little spits they roast them on and ice out of the pop dispenser and went amok throwing them! The manager chased him out of the store, when they crashed into some of the art exhibits.

I've had weird things happen when I worked in a bookstore ("I need this book for a class. It's green!" or once someone wanted a book called "Adventures in Ethiopia".....it sounded vaguely familiar so I puzzled it out - the real title was "Kibbutz: A Venture in UTOPIA") but nothing like the hot dog ice throwing guy.

I did once accidentally get into an express lane with two extra items and the giant fat guy behind me buying three pre-made sandwiches went berserk! The express lane sign was parallel to the register and about 30 feet up in the air. I apologized profusely, but I didn't have that much stuff and one of the items was quite large and besides they'd already started ringing it up. The sandwich guy started yelling, "SHAME ON YOU! SHAME ON YOU! AND SHAME ON KENNY (cashier) FOR WAITING ON YOU!" Kenny got so flustered he accidentally rang me up in Canadian money, but he didn't make me move. What a jerk that guy was.