This morning I was doing my thing, stocking, stocking, stocking, and when we opened I was doing milk at the time. A younger girl runs up to the milkcase, stops, stares, and asks "Do you sell the orange cap kind?"
I remove my head and shut the door a bit (can't hear over the fans very well), "Sorry? What was that?"
"The orange cap kind? Where is it?"
Slightly confused, I ask for clarification.
"The orange cap one!"
"You mean, fat free? 1%? 2%? Whole?"
"I was told it's the orange cap kind. Vitamin D."
"Oh! Well that's Whole milk! Our store has whole with a red cap and label." :)
"I was told it'd be orange..."
"Yes, but that's probably the color another store has their mi-"
"YOU MUST HAVE CHANGED IT!"
"Er, no. We've always sold our milk like this. Since we opened. Packaging has never changed on our gallon milks. Sorry for any confusion."
"So this RED one is Vitamin D?"
"You called it Whole, though. So where's the VIT-A-MIN-D!" Yes, she pronounced that slower than the rest of her sentence, like I was dumb.
"...they're the same." Are you serious with this shit? And this girl is speaking to ME like I'M dumb.
"Oh! Well I want a new one then. Can I take it from a crate here?" She pointed to my pallet, which only had 2% and Fat Free on it, since I had already cleared the Whole.
"Well, there aren't any more on there, but, here, there you are." I say that, as I grab a whole milk from the bottom shelf (today's milk).
"Is that a new one? It was on the shelf."
"Yes, I just stocked it."
"Says you." Turns, and leaves.
Really? Really?! She looked like she was still in high school, or just out, but that's no excuse for such a snotty attitude. Also, girl needs to learn that not all grocery stores use the same colors to distinguish certain kinds of things.
Edited because I fail at grammar when I'm tired.