Entitled customer demands a discount from a retail employee for a non-sale, undamaged product: ‘"Like, just take ten off. It's not hard"’

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  • A customer service employee smiles at the camera, and a superimposed image of a disgruntled man appears next to her.
  • "‘Can you just… give me the discount because I feel like it?’"

    I work at a mid- range retail store that sells a mix of home stuff and random "gift-y" items.
  • Think shelves of candles, mugs, little gadgets, and seasonal junk people swear they need. Most days are normal: someone can't find a size, someone wants a return without a receipt, someone asks if we have "the one they saw online" but with zero details.
  • You know, retail. This happened on a slow afternoon when the store was empty enough that you can hear the music loop back around.
  • A guy comes in, maybe late 30s, dressed like he's going to a casual dinner but also like he might argue with a parking meter.
  • He grabs one of those little countertop humidifiers we sell, not expensive but not cheap, and then he does that thing where a customer makes a beeline to you like you're a help desk, not a human.
  • He puts it on the counter and goes, "So what's the discount on this." I'm already bracing, because it's not on promo, there's no sticker, nothing.
  • I say, "It's the price on the tag, but we do have a loyalty coupon sometimes if you're signed up." He leans in like I just said something insulting.
  • "No. Like what's the discount you can give me." I do the polite smile. "I can't just discount it, unless it's damaged or there's a current sale." He points at the humidifier like it's personally betrayed him.
  • "It's damaged." It was in a sealed box. No dents, no torn corners, no weird tape.
  • Just... a box. I pick it up and turn it around. "What makes you think it's damaged?" He shrugs.
  • "Because it's the last one on the shelf." I actually paused, because I thought he was joking.
  • Like maybe this is his little bit. But his face was ded serious, almost offended that I wasn't immediately agreeing.
  • I say, "Being the last one doesn't mean it's damaged. It just means it's the last one." He does this big sigh, like I'm the unreasonable one here.
  • "Okay but it's been handled by other people. People touch it. So it's not new-new." I'm thinking, buddy, you are currently touching it.
  • keep it simple. "It's still new. It's unopened, and it's from our regular stock." He taps the counter with one finger, slow and dramatic.
  • "So you're saying you can't do anything for me.” “I can help you sign up for the loyalty thing," I offer, because I'm trying to give him an exit ramp.
  • "Or you can check our app for coupons." He waves that away. "No no. I shouldn't have to do extra steps.
  • Like, just take ten off. It's not hard." And here's where the conversation goes from mildly annoying to fully surreal.
  • He says, "I drove all the way here." We're in a normal shopping plaza. It's not remote.
  • I say, "Okay... but the price is still the price. He stares at me like I'm failing a morality test.
  • "You don't understand. I used gas. Gas is expensive. So it would make sense for you to, like, balance that out." I'm trying to keep my face neutral but I can feel my brain rebooting.
  • "We don't have a policy for reimbursing... travel." He laughs, short and sharp. "So you're just gonna punish customers for coming to your store." I say, "No, I'm just following the pricing." Now he switches tactics.
  • He lowers his voice and goes, "Okay, what if I buy two things. Then you can discount one, right." "No, it doesn't work like that unless there's a deal." He lifts his hands a little like a magician about to reveal a trick.
  • "What if I promise to come back." I say, "We can't do discounts based on promises." He's getting frustrated now, and he does that thing where they look around like they're expecting a crowd to back them up.
  • Still basically empty store. He says, "This is why people shop online. They take care of you online." I almost said "then do that," but I'm not trying to get written up.
  • Instead I say, "I understand. Online does have different promos sometimes." He holds the box up and squints at it like maybe the discount is printed in invisible ink.
  • "So you're telling me there's no way you can just... help me out." At this point I'm like, okay, just end it.
  • "No, I can't change the price." He puts the humidifier down very gently, like it's fragile.
  • A customer service employee smiles at the camera.
  • Then he says, "Alright. Then can I get a discount on something else." I blink. "On what." He points at the candy display by the register.
  • "Those. Because | had to stand here and waste my time." I swear I felt my soul leave my body for a sec.
  • I say, "No, man, we don't discount candy for... waiting." He frowns and goes, "That's not customer service." I just go, "Sorry." And then he hits me with the line that still makes me laugh when I think about it.
  • He says, "Okay. So you're gonna make me leave here empty-handed." Like I was holding him hostage.
  • Like he's a victim of The System. He grabs his keys, does one last dramatic sigh, and walks out without buying anything, still muttering about how businesses don't appreciate people anymore.
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