Category: Bad Behavior

A Very Low-Rent Girl

| Dublin, Ireland | Bad Behavior, Money, Rude & Risque

(I work as a representative for a landlord as he has many apartment buildings. I collect the rent and deliver it to him. I deal with any problems that the residents have. I also deal with people whose rent is overdue. I am speaking with a young woman.)

Me: “Do you realise that your rent is one month overdue?”

Woman: “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize; can I pay it now?”

(I go to get a form for her. When I come back, she is lying on the desk, completely naked.)

Woman: “Is this enough to pay my rent?”

Me: “If you put your clothes on right now I will pretend this didn’t happen.”

(She walks up to me.)

Me: “Miss, I recommend you put your clothes on right now or I will have to contact the landlord.”

Woman: “Oh, come on. I know you want it.”

Me: “Miss, there is a security camera in the corner.”

(She looked up, screamed and calls me a pervert, and then ran out of my office. A few seconds later she ran back in, grabbed her clothes, and ran out again.)

The Medium Suddenly Felt Very Small

, | Daytona Beach, FL, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Food & Drink

(I am a customer waiting in line at a popular fast food restaurant’s drive thru. I am next to place my order, and behind a large black SUV with a middle-aged blonde soccer mom type in the driver’s seat, another person in the passenger’s seat, and what must be her son in the back seat. She places the order for the son and begins to give her order.)

Mother: “I’d like a #4.”

Cashier: “And what size would you like that?”

Mother: “Medium.”

Cashier: “Okay, and what to drink?”

Mother: “Medium.”

Cashier: “I’m sorry, what would you like to drink?”

Mother: “MEDIUM!”

Cashier: “Miss, I’m sorry, I just want to know what you would like your beverage to be today.”

Mother: “MEDI—”

(At this point I have had more than enough, as I detest people who don’t listen when ordering and treat food service employees like they are lesser. I stick my head out the window and shout at the top of my lungs.)

Me: “SHE’S ASKING WHAT YOU WANT TO DRINK, YOU IDIOT!”

(The mother sticks her head out her window as well to glare at me, when she notices my gleaming, freshly shaven bald head, large beard, and scowl barely covered by my sunglasses. She turns back to the speaker and meekly replies…)

Mother: “A Diet Coke, please.”

(After I give my order, actually giving the size and beverage without needed to be prompted, I pull up to pay.)

Cashier: “Oh, my God, thank you. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that!”

Me: “Don’t worry. For a long time I used to work in restaurants. I’ve wanted to do that forever, too!”

Taking The Ham-Fisted Approach

, | Australia | Bad Behavior, Food & Drink

(I work in a supermarket deli, and whilst we’ve never had any real problem customers, we do get plenty who come across as a little dim. One of my coworkers is getting sick of it.)

Coworker: “I don’t get it. How many people can there possibly be who can’t just READ the labels?”

(At this point, a customer walks up.)

Customer: “I want that ham.”

Coworker: “Sorry, which one?”

Customer: *points* “That ham.”

Coworker: “I can’t see where you’re pointing.”

Customer: *points again* “That ham.”

Coworker: “I can’t see where you’re pointing. Which ham are you pointing to?”

Customer: *rolls eyes* “That ham.”

(My coworker indicates to the top of the case, which is metal, she starts talking very slowly.)

Coworker: “See this? This is metal. I can’t see through metal! You’re going to have to READ the label.”

Customer: *points frantically* “Right there! That ham!”

(At this point, my coworker gives up, grabs a random ham, weighs it up and hands it to the customer, who snatches it and walks away. My coworker turns to me, wide-eyed.)

Coworker: “I’ll be surprised if I don’t get a complaint for that…”

Me: *shakes head* “You’re crazy.”

(After that outburst she was in a much better mood. She never did get a complaint but she scared herself into being a little more patient after that.)

Dropping The Change You Want To See In The World

| Berkeley, CA, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Health & Body

(I’m ringing up a frail, elderly customer who is having a hard time getting her money out, when she drops a quarter onto the floor. She turns to the customer behind her in line, who is in her late 30s.)

Customer #1: “Excuse me, do you mind helping me pick that up?”

(Customer #2 sighs, but bends down and picks it up for her.)

Customer #1: “Thank you so much.”

(I continue ringing her up, when she drops a coin again.)

Customer #1: *again to Customer #2* “I’m so sorry, do you mind helping me again?”

Customer #2: “Okay, but if this keeps happening, maybe you should ask somebody else.”

Customer #1: “I’m sorry; I have arthritis and—”

Customer #2: “Yeah, well, I have my own problems, lady.”

Me: *speechless*

A Bad Collection Recollection

| UK | Bad Behavior, Time

(My job at our store is to book collections over the phone. On the day the collection is made our drivers will ring the customer in the morning and will give them a time as to when they will be in there area to collect. An angry customer phones up.)

Me: “Hello, you’ve reached [Shop]. [My Name] speaking. How can I help you?”

Angry Caller: “I was told that I would receive a call in the morning about my collection and I haven’t. I have been waiting in all day! I am a busy person and you are wasting my f****** time!”

Me: “Okay, if I could just take your last name and I will find your collection details. I will ring the drivers for you and find out why they did not call you, find out what time they can be with you, and then I will call you straight back.”

Angry Caller: *gives surname* “You better had. MY time is very valuable!” *hangs up*

(After she hangs up I call both of our drivers who are on the road. As it turns out none of them have a collection under that name, so i check our diary which we keep in the shop and find her collection details. I then proceed to ring her back.)

Me: “Hello is that Mrs. [Angry Caller]?”

Angry Caller: “Yes, speaking.”

Me: “I am calling from [Store] about your collection.”

Angry Caller: “Where the f*** are your drivers then? I still have not received a call as to when they will be here! If they are not collected today I will make a complaint about you for wasting my time!”

Me: “Well, after reviewing your details, I have found out that you booked in your collection for tomorrow, not today.”

Angry Caller: “…” *click*

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