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casserpi
Casserpi :
So if she bought a $100 item and exchanged it for a $50 item, she's ok losing the $50?🤔
2024-05-08 18:03:33
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jack_pan1
jack_pan :
It even says exchange FOR EQUALLY PRICED ITEM OR LESSER PRICED ITEM. That’s nuts!!
2025-03-14 01:46:33
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thatgurllinz85
Thatgurllinz85 :
This happens so often and people just look bewildered that they have to pay the difference
2024-05-08 16:18:01
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simplycharlie77
Karla :
It even says exchange FOR EQUALLY PRICED ITEM OR LESSER PRICED ITEM. That’s nuts!!
2024-05-08 16:28:56
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jensenentertainment
Brandon Scott Jensen :
your Karens are SO on point.
2024-05-08 16:15:52
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therealrooboybryan
🏳️‍🌈 RooBoyBryan 🏳️‍🌈 :
Gonna go buy a stick of gum and exchange it for a new flat screen TV
2024-05-08 17:23:02
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quazarxx
QuazArxx :
The fun part is that exchanges don’t even really exist in retail. It’s really just a return and then a purchase
2024-05-08 17:22:02
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raven7532
Raven :
Does she not realise that the money still going to the corporation you work for?
2024-09-05 05:17:48
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mel20309
Mel :
POV you call the other store to warn them 🤣
2024-05-08 16:24:03
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fallon_swift
Jessica Ussery 🇺🇸 🇨🇱 :
I’d call ahead to the other store and let them know she’s coming
2024-05-08 16:21:23
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alanaluxs
Alana :
THIS HAPPENS ALL THE TIME LIKE ITS SO HARD TO NOT SOUND CONDESCENDING LIKE ITS SO HARD
2024-12-23 19:04:24
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momma_litt
K Litt :
But if she wanted to exchange a $100 item for a $20 one, she’d complain about not getting her $80 back.
2024-05-08 18:40:50
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xovallentine
vallentine :
the bangs are banging
2024-05-08 16:13:38
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chelsiewizper
Chelsie Wizper :
Walmart and target recently no longer do exchanges. Now they have to returned item and give you a gift card and then ring up your other item separately even if it’s the exact same item. This is why 🤣
2024-05-09 22:02:11
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chibimillertime
Billy :
This happens SO much at my job 😩. It drives me insane.
2024-05-08 16:16:36
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brietjeee
brietjeee :
Our store had this thing where you got a sticker for every 10 euros you spend and if you had a certain amount of stickers you’d get a plushie for free. I once had an argument with a woman that 1/2
2024-05-08 23:19:21
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stellarosegaming
StellaRoseGaming :
It worse at Petsmart. Since Petsmart has rewards and you can use your points to take like 2 dollars off your total when people come in to do an exchange they get so made that they have to now pay the
2024-05-10 04:04:18
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katiebuggz5
Katie :
Me who drives a 2000 Camry with 250,000 miles on it: 😃
2024-05-09 01:25:09
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karleecraft
Karlee Craft :
I have never been this early 🤣
2024-05-08 16:13:35
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edwarddadon
Edward Bowen :
That stale bob be killing me bro! 🤣
2024-05-10 18:25:40
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knotting.the.wind
Knotting the Wind :
These videos trigger me so bad. Karen-customer is spot on.
2024-06-20 21:22:17
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claudia.felix.1982
Claudia Felix :
You have beautiful hair. What product do you use?
2024-05-08 22:10:13
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sweetsooshi
Nera Allen :
10 min argument on how I couldn't apply her $25 discount she used on her transaction yesterday to her exchange/purchase again today 🤦‍♀️It's gone ma'am. Poof💨
2024-05-08 16:51:06
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ering1rl
ERING1RL :
I would love to know your hair routine. It’s so pretty ❤️
2024-06-22 18:23:48
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