Frequently confounded by doorknobs

Recently, I dealt with another customer that makes me weep for the condition of the human genome. At this point I'm certain the DNA at large contains more transcription errors than a dyslexic spelling bee. However, I digress.

If you spend over three hours to pick out movies to purchase, the staff is going to be aware of you.

If one of the staff approaches you during your multi-hour search for movies and inquires if you are finding everything without assistance, they are definitely going to remember you.

In the event the selections you bring to the counter are numbered and typed to take advantage of a store special, the cashier is going to verify they're the correct items and probably will remember you as well.

Returning to the store several hours later complaining that you are missing merchandise that you paid for, subsequent to the above foibles, is probably not going to be the most rewarding use of your time.

Nonetheless, I found myself staring across the counter at a man declaiming that he paid for six movies, yet only four were in his bag, and he wanted his last two. Even if I had been less than deadly certain he'd left with everything he'd paid for, I would find it passing strange that the four movies that came back in the bag were all unwrapped when he claimed he had "just discovered the error and came straight back."

After running through a half dozen permutations of "you shorted me/no I didn't" he decided the time was ripe to appeal to a higher power and asked to speak to a manager. Too bad he already was. I took the wind right out of his sails with that one.

Either it was one of the dumbest scams ever hatched from in-bred cunning or the guy really shouldn't be trusted with anything sharper than a potato.