Cashiers Reveal 35 Items That Make Them Give Customers The Side Eye At The Register

When parents get angry at their kids for wanting a 50p pack of stickers, or some cheap child's magazine saying "we don't have enough money for that." Whilst paying for cigarettes and lottery tickets.

A Vietnamese lady came in a day after Valentine's Day to buy candy, she bought hundreds of bags, I made a joke about how the dentist bill must be insane, and she told me how she sends the candy to orphan homes in Vietnam because they don't have candy there apparently.


Don't judge a book by its cover guys.

I usually didn't judge unless it was ridiculous amounts of junk.

My favorite was a customer who bought two cases of tuna, a large pack of disposable razors and a few cans of ladies shaving cream. I was ringing the stuff out and started giggling. He was confused and I asked, "are you gonna shave a cat?" The guy took a look at his purchases and started laughing so hard he couldn't breathe. Both of us were in tears by the time he was out the door.

No one else heard us so we just looked insane.

When parents with very overweight kids buy nothing but junk food.

Every time this question comes up, I wonder: What makes you think I think *anything* about you. I think about my feet hurting, my back aching, and how long until my shift ends. You? Not so much.

I didn't judge but it's a great story.
I saw a guy in the c****m aisle looking absolutely baffled. I am a pharmacist and went to help (with an inward sigh, some people have no idea how to use them). He said, "i have no idea what I'm looking at. There are so many! I've been fixed for almost 20 years. But my boy's going to college, and I don't want him bringing STDs or any babies home with him!". He got really excited when I told him about spermidicde and bought 5-6 dozen count boxes. That's a good dad.

A cashier once talked s**t to my grandma when she bought pigs feet. I think they are gross, too. But I dont want you talking s**t to my grandma about how gross they are. Mind your business.

This isnt exactly the same thing but...

I used to work at Autozone. One day a customer came in and asked if there were any deals on our "strongest" antifreeze. I asked him if he meant the lowest temperature rating and he said no, the one with the most Ethylene glycol.

I was really confused and asked him what he needed it for and he told me it was because his neighbors kids just got kittens and they were trespassing on his property. I excused myself and went back to my boss/the store manager and told him and he told me I had to make the sale.

I had to sell him four gallons of antifreeze to k**l some defenseless kittens and absolutely crush his neighbors kids. I try to never say I hate anybody and I never wish harm on anybody but.... yeah.

The only people I silently judge are the ones trying to make up a reason for me to not silently judge them. So what if you eat that whole cake by yourself.

Live a little.

I got judged by a cashier once.

I was working in a welding and fabrication facility at the time as a repair guy. Since I wasn't one of the welders I would often get tasked with whatever needed doing.

The particular job at the time required ultrasonic testing of bends made in some tubing to ensure proper wall thickness. We had one tube of ultrasound gel. Sure enough, the tube got knocked off the table and run over by a forklift.

The job was very time critical and we need to do the ultrasounds NOW. A good substitute for ultrasonic gel is KY.

I grabbed a fistful of petty cash and rushed over to a nearby grocery store and grabbed *every* tube of KY they had.

I then ran up to the cashier who then rang up tube after tube after tube. I was in such a rush that I really hadn't thought about the normal use of KY. As she was looking at me oddly and silently ringing up my purchase I said something like "It has been crazy at work today."

The look on her face was priceless.

Halfway out of the parking lot I realized what happened. We all had a good laugh about it at work and I had the nickname of "KY" for a few days.

Wife was buying stuff for camping. Hatchet, rope some duct tape for the hole in the tent, small shovel and matches. The cashier was looking at her and she just bursts out "Husband pissed me off for the last time" Cashiers eye bugged out and just let her go. Wife and daughter come out and are laughing and crying.

The only time I really judged someone was when he came in and found a perfume he like and bought two. I said, "It would probably be a good idea if you have two women in your life {thinking wife, mother, daughter, etc} to get them something different." He said, "Oh, no, one is for my wife, the other for my girlfriend. If they wear the same perfume I don't have to worry about my wife smelling my girlfriend's perfume on me." I mean, that is smart, but it's also s****y.

Worked at a Walmart in a college town, had about 9 guys come through together and bought between all of them 3 containers of beer each, 2 boxes of c****ms each and then each guy had 2 boxes of sleeping pills. It was a bad combination to buy all together, my manager ended up pulling the tapes and getting the police involved.

Years ago, I worked at a d**g store that had a liquor department. One customer has forever stayed with me, because she broke my heart. She was older, maybe in her late 60s/early 70s, always clean and neat but clearly living on a very restricted income. Very polite as well. She came in every day to buy the exact same thing, with no variation- a pint of the cheapest vodka we had, a can of cat food, and a lottery ticket. After about six months of this I asked after her cat and she told me she did not have one, that this was "cheap and good enough" for her to live on. I was floored. To think of this sweet lady eating cat food so she could afford her lottery ticket and vodka, it still messes me up.

On Mother's Day a young guy (probably too young to have kids of his own) checked out with a Mother's Day card and a box of condoms. I said, "you must really love your mom." He said, "oh god I didn't even realize.".

I cashiered at Home Depot.

Had a dude in his mid twenties pull up to my register with:

1. Rope
2. Duct Tape
3. Cleaning Gloves
4. Tarp
5. Bleach
6. Febreze
7. Cookies
8. Bucket
9. Sponges


I wrung him up. I didn't even notice what he'd purchased until he came back in. He just said "Dude, I could be planning a m****r & you didn't even care. What the f**k? I just lost $20."

Then he went to return everything except the cookies. True story.

Edit: FFS, yes Home Depot sells cookies. They're like right next to all the chips and sodas. They're those $0.98 grandma cookies that come in packs of two.

I was seeing a girl in my first year of university, we got comfortable having s*x (and we weren't seeing anyone else)so we stopped using condoms. One morning she felt really sick and demanded i got her Plan B. I was so f*****g nervous so when I went in i also grabbed the biggest box of Trojans there was. When i went up to the cash i placed the Plan B down first and the condoms behind it. The cashier looks up at me and was said "...well you f****d up, would you like a bag with that?".

Freshman year of high school, I was a cashier at a local grocery store. There was an upscale "organic" cupcake boutique in town that sold their cupcakes for about $4 each. It was ridiculous, but people still bought them. Anyway, the owner would come in every other week and buy about 20 boxes of Betty Crocker cupcake mix and frosting. She must've had like a 2,000% rate of return on those things.

Edit: the cupcake boutique has since gone out of business, and the lady was a b****y soccer mom in her mid-thirties so I doubt she was the confession on here but it's interesting to know how common this apparently is!

I used to work at a local pharmacy and a regular customer came in. The only items he purchased were a wrist brace and a tube of KY jelly... He must have noticed me looking at the items and he said "I swear these are unrelated!"

Whatever helps you sleep at night, dude.

Homeopathic 'remedies'.