This actually happened a couple weeks ago:
I was at a Best Buy picking up some speakers that I had ordered online. It's Christmas Eve, the store is packed with people doing last minute shopping. The Best Buy warehouse had fucked up the stickers on one of my orders, and the gentleman helping me went back into the warehouse to see if they actually had my order in stock. Honestly, he was probably just killing time back there to not deal with this stream of assholes coming into the store.
Anyway, I digress. I was sitting there at the counter, not able to make idle chit chat, as everyone was rather busy, when I start overhearing the conversation with the lady next to me. She's extremely well dressed, has a rock on her finger that probably cost more than my yearly salary, and has an attitude that conveys she has gotten every damn thing in life that she has ever wanted.
Lady: "I'm here to pick up an order that I placed online."
Best Buy Clerk: "Ok ma'am, may I please have your confirmation e-mail with the barcode?"
Lady: "Don't call me ma'am, do I fucking look like a ma'am? Just get my order, here is my credit card." Lady chucks a credit card on the counter
At this point, I'm just absolutely in awe of how this lady is reacting. I mean, the Best Buy clerk couldn't have been more than 20 years old, and absolutely swamped. But it get's better.
Clerk picks up credit card and starts looking for her order Lady: "Please. Do take all day. I absolutely love being in stores like this on Christmas Eve"
Clerk continues to type on his computer. 30 or so seconds have passed. Lady: "What the fuck is your problem, why is this taking so long?"
Clerk ignores her. Another 30 seconds pass. Best Buy Clerk: "Mrs. [Last Name], did you order [ Rattles off order ]?"
Lady feigns a look of disgust. Lady: "Goodness, you're not so dumb after all. Yes, I'm here to pick it up."
Best Buy Clerk: "I'm sorry Mrs. [ Last Name ], but you have not received an pick-up confirmation. The reason being that your order will not be ready until January 5th. You placed the order 30 minutes ago."
Lady: "Dont you fucking tell me it's not ready! I'm here to pick up these items that I ordered, I DEMAND that you get them for me!".
At this point. I'm absolutely flabbergasted that someone could treat another person in this manner. I mean, this isn't some horrendous part of the world where there is a legitimate caste system. It's fucking Best Buy in a wealthy neighborhood.
Clerk smirks. Best Buy Clerk: "Ma'am. At this point I can't do anything for you. You can scream all you want like the stupid cunt you are, but it's not going to produce [ repeats order ] for you right now. I'll be right back to get my manager."
The crowed, or rather line of people waiting to be helped, erupts in applause at the clerk's response. The lady is visibly livid and quite possibly teetering on the edge of physical violence with this kid.
Lady: "Do you know who I am? Do you fucking understand that I could buy this whole fucking store, right here, right now? I could make your life a living hell. Even more-so than you're greasy pimple-faced & limp-dick mind could comprehend. I don't care what you have to do, just go get my fucking order before I call my lawyer."
The clerk just walked away. The pulls out her cell phone and starts yelling in the middle of the store, to whom I can only presume is her lawyer, and storms out of the Best Buy.