Me: “Good evening sir, how may I help you?”
Customer: “I want a good movie.”
Me: “Of course. I recommend Pan’s Labyrinth… it was excellent.”
Coworker: “You are aware that this movie has subtitles.”
Customer: “What the s*** is that?”
Coworker: “The words at the bottom you have to read. It’s in Spanish.”
Customer: “What the f*** is that? We’re in America, we don’t speak Spanish! I want it in American!”
(He storms off and promptly returns with Apocalypto.)
Me: “Sir, you do know this movie has subtitles, too?”
Customer: “What the f***? What is this country coming to? When did we become another country?! I want a g**d*** American movie! Where are the American movies?”
Me: “The store is full of movies made in America.”
(He walks back up about 10 minutes later with Letters From Iwo Jima in his hand.)
Customer: “This is the movie by Clint Eastwood, right?”
Coworker: “Yes, it is.”
Me: “And it’s really good, too.”
Customer: “Clint Eastwood is a real American. He knows what I like!”
(I give a look to my coworker who doesn’t say anything this time, and we rent him the movie. Too bad Letters From Iwo Jima is all in Japanese with English subtitles.)
Made me laugh too