(I am a cashier at a drugstore, trying to get through my last year of university, when I see a girl in the same uni hoodie as mine enter the store. She seems to be around 18 or 19 and is holding an aftershave that usually costs around £40.)
Girl: in tears “I’m so sorry. I bought this a couple of weeks ago and I want to return it. I know I might not be able to because it’s opened, but is there anything you can do?”
Me: “Er… My manager is just over there; I’ll grab her. Is everything… okay?”
Girl: “No, I’m sorry. My boyfriend is at [Distant Uni], and I bought some of his aftershave so I could make his hoodies smell of him — I know that sounds strange — and he broke up with me last week, and I can’t bear to smell this stupid f****** smell anymore, but there’s loads left, and I don’t want to waste my money…“ breaks down again
Me: “Oh, no! I’m so sorry about that. This is my manager; could you explain that to her?”
Manager: “I heard, honey, and I’m so sorry. Give me a second and I’ll see what I can do.”
(There are a few seconds while my manager tries to refund it.)
Manager: “Sweetheart, I have some good news: I can refund you even though it’s opened.”
Girl: “Thank you so much. Do you want me to just… I mean… Should I…”
Manager: “I’ll take it from you, honey. Do you want cash?”
Girl: “C-Cash is fine, it’s okay. Thank you.”
Manager: “While you’re here, sweetheart, get some chocolate or ice cream or anything you need, on me. I got divorced last year and I needed all the chocolate I could get!”
(The girl declined, but she came in a week later with a box of chocolates and a thank-you card each for me and my manager. In my card was a phone number. Ten years after that, we’ve been married for five years, and we have a baby daughter.)
Yakety Sax 3 months ago
A Breakdown Evens Out A Breakup (happy ending)
(I am a cashier at a drugstore, trying to get through my last year of university, when I see a girl in the same uni hoodie as mine enter the store. She seems to be around 18 or 19 and is holding an aftershave that usually costs around £40.)
Girl: in tears “I’m so sorry. I bought this a couple of weeks ago and I want to return it. I know I might not be able to because it’s opened, but is there anything you can do?”
Me: “Er… My manager is just over there; I’ll grab her. Is everything… okay?”
Girl: “No, I’m sorry. My boyfriend is at [Distant Uni], and I bought some of his aftershave so I could make his hoodies smell of him — I know that sounds strange — and he broke up with me last week, and I can’t bear to smell this stupid f****** smell anymore, but there’s loads left, and I don’t want to waste my money…“ breaks down again
Me: “Oh, no! I’m so sorry about that. This is my manager; could you explain that to her?”
Manager: “I heard, honey, and I’m so sorry. Give me a second and I’ll see what I can do.”
(There are a few seconds while my manager tries to refund it.)
Manager: “Sweetheart, I have some good news: I can refund you even though it’s opened.”
Girl: “Thank you so much. Do you want me to just… I mean… Should I…”
Manager: “I’ll take it from you, honey. Do you want cash?”
Girl: “C-Cash is fine, it’s okay. Thank you.”
Manager: “While you’re here, sweetheart, get some chocolate or ice cream or anything you need, on me. I got divorced last year and I needed all the chocolate I could get!”
(The girl declined, but she came in a week later with a box of chocolates and a thank-you card each for me and my manager. In my card was a phone number. Ten years after that, we’ve been married for five years, and we have a baby daughter.)
(not my story)