TTOG: You came in trying to return a crapton of diapers off a registry. You couldn't log into your registry, so you had to reset your password. After that, the new password still wouldn't work, at which point the tm at GS calls me over. We try a few more times, it doesn't work, so I explain we can do a no receipt return for you and you go off on me about how you don't want it to count against your yearly limit. So I give you the option to reset your password again, and you tell me it took you fifteen minutes to do it the first time and you're not doing it again. I then explain to you your only option if you don't want to work with the registry anymore is a no receipt return, and you continue to throw a hissy fit about how "none of this is your fault" (yes, yes it is, actually, you forgot your password in the first place) and you shouldn't have to do a no receipt return because you might need to return something later in the year without a receipt. Then, you whip out your ID and shove it at me, and since I'm feeling a little gracious today even though you're a total bitch, I explain to you that we're usually pretty good about overriding returns once you've hit your limit, so should you hit your limit later in the year during a no-receipt return, it shouldn't be a problem for us to proceed with the return.
Then, you glare at me and snap, "Well then WHY DIDN'T YOU OVERRIDE IT THIS TIME?"
I really hope you sensed the "you're a complete fucking moron" tone of voice and facial expression, as I answered "Because.You.Didn't.Hit.Your.Limit..."
What the hell was I going to override? Whiny sack of potatoes.
The main reason this was memorable is not even because of the situation itself, but because your lipstick looked like shit. I couldn't tear my eyes away. It was a bright ass mauvy looking color and it looked like a third grader applied it. It even made you look like more of a bitch.