I just attended to the most atrocious family! Ever!

The family is literally full of crap. Their skin colour spells crap, their behaviour smells like crap and they talk crap.

The father of the family was asking me for JOGGING shoes, so I showed him the jogging shoes we’ve got, and he, in turn, asked me, not in a skeptical kinda way, but an offensive kinda way:

“These are jogging shoes? Are you sure?“

He asked me at least three times and I answered him till I wanted to slap him.

In fact, I found out later, he’s asked Chris the exact same question regarding the exact pair of shoes and Chris gave him the exact same answer I gave him. CCB.

He then pointed to a pair of casual walking shoes and asked if they are jogging shoes too, so I replied him no, and told them they are more suitable for walking only.

He then proceeded to ask me what the differences are, and so I told him the soles and cushioning, and hug is different, and he finally settled down to try on the pair of jogging shoes he had doubts about.

After trying one side of the shoes, he asked for a pair of walking shoes.

“Since you said the cushioning are different, get me a pair that has a different cushioning.“

*eyes roll*

I handed him a pair of casual walking shoes and when he flipped over to see the sole of the shoe, he EXCLAIMED:

“THESE ARE DIFFERENT TYPE OF SHOES!“

*eyes roll*

“Ya, you told me to get you a pair with a different cushioning, so I’m letting you try the casual walking shoes. Of course they are different. “

Sensing the communication barrier between us, he gave up and said:

“Get me another pair.“

%^$$@##$*

“Which other pair do you wanna try?“

“Another pair!“

I didn’t know what the fuck he was talking about when he said another pair, so I asked if he meant the other side of the pair of shoes he’s wearing and I asked:

“You wanna try the other side?“

And I gestured towards his left foot which has only a sock on.

And he replied:

“NO, THE OTHER LEG.“

Wtf. -_-

While the stupid father was trying, his stupid younger son sat at one of my apparel racks, with wheels beneath them, and started rolling around. I was looking at him, and he stared back at me, as if challenging me to stop him!

And his stupid father didn’t even bother to stop that little fucker!

He then asked me what kinda shoes he’s wearing and I said RUNNING. Shocked, he asked me:

“I thought you told me it was for JOGGING?“

Omg. Why the fuck do stupid fuckers like these even exist.

He then ask if those could be used for walking and feeling rather du lan, I told him all kinda shoes can be used for walking.

*eyes roll*

Talking to him alone made me feel my intelligence decreasing.

While I was clearing the shoes he’s tried and the MESS he’s made, (I mean MESS. The old fucker messed up ALL my shoes!) he asked for FURTHER DISCOUNT! I answered politely that I couldn’t, and it was discounted already, he looked at me and told me.

“You can, I’m sure you can give a better price.“

Fuck off, you old, bastard.

After the father, the elder son wanted to try on a pair of shoes and he handed me one and ask if we have a ONE SIZE SMALLER pair. How was I to know what size was he holding on to?!

I told him I had to check, so I reached out to take the shoe, but just as I held on to it, that elder fucker SNATCHED it away from me! SNATCHED!

He said he wanted to try it first, and IT DIDN’T FIT. Hello, you’re like, what, 10? And you wanna wear adult mens shoes.

The IDIOTIC mother then asked if I had a smaller size and after I checked and told her that the one his elder fucker tried was the smallest, she not only didn’t thank me, she turned and walked away without even looking at me!

CCB!

When they were about to make their payment, I asked the stupid father if he wants to get socks as purchase with purchase items, and he opens ALL my socks to feel and stretch them while telling me he wants BIG sizes for himself.

HE’S ONLY A BLOODY SIZE US9. I told him the socks are all for unisex and free sized, and can stretch up to size 11, but he DIE also don’t want. DIE also want me to show him BIG sizes socks.

I got him a pair that states for MENS, but in actual is the same sized as those that he’s seen. He saw the price, and decided to refuse it, and THREW the socks he wants on my table, towards me.

KNN!

All the while that I was at the counter, the younger fucker was sitting on another wheely-clothes-rack, and pushing it around. I was so angry I STARED at him, but he STARED BACK!

I asked Chris to stop him, and before she could do that, the little fucker crashed my clothes rack into another cupboard.

How I wished the glass or anything heavy would fall down right there and crash that little fucker’s skull.

Even then, THE IDIOTIC PARENTS DIDN’T DO ANYTHING.

Birds of the same feathers flock together. A whole family of fuckers.

They then asked for tax refund, and since he’s bought something else before my transaction at our shop, he wants to get that refunded too, so I told him ok, but he still didn’t wanna pay for the second transaction and repeated another 5 times for me to issue tax refunds for two receipts.

I think the stupid father thought he could get his refund on the spot, and had expected me to deduct the refund off his second transaction of purchases.

Stupid fucker. Go get knock down by a plane.

Even after issuing him the tax refund form, he still questioned us about the amount he’s being refunded and challenged our knowledge on our 7% gst and asked if we calculated wrongly.

CCB.

Chris explained it to him and after which he left without thanking us!

FUCKER!

A WHOLE FAMILY OF FUCKERS!

Now you know why people like them are always fuckers, because it’s in the genes and it’s passed down through generations.