Your brat can't say what he wants in this store!

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(I’m a cashier at a large store, and it’s nearly the end of my shift. Its fairly busy, and the customer I’m checking out is putting in her information for the check she’s writing.)

Me: “Okay, go ahead and press ‘okay,’ and then sign.”

Customer: “Alright.”

(A couple comes up behind her with a three-year-old boy in the cart, and starts loading their items on the conveyor belt.)

Young Boy: “F*** off!”

Customer: “Excuse me!?”

Young Boy: “F*** off! F*** off!”

Customer: “Ma’am, shouldn’t you do something about your son’s mouth?”

(The mother and father look shocked.)

Mother: “Oh, h*** no! My son can say whatever he wants to some uppity b****!”

(The customer looks surprised and hurt, and walks off after I give her the check and receipt. The manager comes over.)

Manager: “Your son needs to stop yelling that to other customers in line.”

Mother: “H*** NO!”

Manager: “Then you can leave.”

(The mother makes a fuss and leaves, while watching me like I have done something wrong. Afterwards, the manager turns to me.)

Manager: “You wanna go home early?”

Me: “Absolutely.”