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    Don’t Lose Shut-Eye Over A Bad Eye

    | Ottawa, ON, Canada | At The Checkout, Bigotry, Health & Body

    (I’m considered legally blind. I can see, but not well enough to drive, etc. I also have to look very closely when reading, especially small print. It’s something I was born with, so now at age 24 I joke around about it, even with customers, unless, like this guy, you’re a d***head. His credit card won’t read so I’m keying in the numbers manually, and he notices how closely I’m reading.)

    Customer: “I’m surprised they let you work the cash.”

    Me: “They’ve even made me a cashier supervisor, but why do you say that?”

    Customer: “Well, you know, because of your eyes.”

    Me: “What about them?”

    Customer: “Well you have to look so close.”

    Me: “And this is a problem?”

    Customer: “Well… umm…”

    Me: “Tell you what, if you ever see me driving a forklift in the store, then you can comment about my eyes. Until then, don’t lose any sleep over it.”

    The Purple Flower Eater

    | USA | Bigotry, Extra Stupid, Home Improvement, Pets & Animals

    Manager: *answering phone* “[Complex Manager]’s office. This is [Manager].”

    Resident: “Someone dug up my flowers! The purple ones! It’s because purple is the gay color. They think I’m gay, and they hate me, so they dug up my flowers!”

    Manager: “Slow down, [Resident]. Who dug up your flowers?”

    Resident: “People who hate me because they think I’m gay!”

    Manager: “O… kay. When did you plant these flowers?”

    Resident: “Yesterday. I had that row of white flowers, and I planted the purple ones in between. It went white, purple, white, purple. But they only dug up the purple ones!”

    Manager: “Did you do anything special when you planted the purple ones?”

    Resident: “Well, yes. I put some fish pieces in the soil because I heard that it was supposed to help the plants grow.”

    Manager: “… [Resident], I think that raccoons dug up your flowers to get at the fish.”

    Resident: “What? No, that can’t be. Raccoons are very respectful of nature. They wouldn’t do that.”

    Gonna Spread Her Terror Across The Street

    , | NY, USA | At The Checkout, Bigotry, Religion

    (I’m a customer waiting in line at a local convenience store. A man and a woman walk in, grab drinks out of the cooler and head for the register to pay. Suddenly, the woman throws the drink on the ground.)

    Woman: “Oh, h*** no! I don’t buy nothing from no towelhead, Muslim terrorists!”

    (The man behind the register, who is Middle Eastern, says nothing.)

    Woman: “You know what? F*** this place. I’m going to [Store across the street] and buy my stuff from Americans!”

    (Both of them storm out the door and head across the street. I walk up to the counter.)

    Me: “Well, that was interesting.”

    Clerk: “They’re not going to like it any better over there.”

    Me: “No?”

    Clerk: *laughing* “My brother owns that store!”

    Butchers Don’t Need To Be Butch

    | Brisbane, QLD, Australia | Bigotry, Food & Drink, One-Liners

    (My wife is an apprentice butcher in a local store who also has an incredibly quick wit and this is the exchange I hear between she and an elderly male customer.)

    Customer: “Can I speak to the butcher, please?”

    Wife: “Yes, I am the butcher. How may I help you?”

    Customer: “No, I wanna speak to a butcher. You’re only a counter girl.”

    Wife: “I can assure you, sir. I am a butcher.”

    Customer: “Oh. I bet you are one of those women that don’t like men, either.”

    Wife: “Actually,  I love males. They go great cut up into steaks and marinated in BBQ sauce.”

    (The customer turned and rushed out of the store while the other customers burst out laughing.)

    Forced To Change Her Perspective

    | Canada | Bigotry, Family & Kids, Food & Drink

    (My family owns a family Chinese restaurant at which I work. I’m a 15-year-old Asian, but apparently I look 12-ish. This happened when a customer came in during a busy day to eat in. She had just finished eating.)

    Me: “How was your meal? Do you need anything else?”

    Customer: “Yes. Tell me, kind son. Are you forced to work here?”

    Me: “Excuse me?”

    Customer: “Are you forced to work here? Like child labor?”

    Me: *respectfully I replied* “No, ma’am, I am not forced to work here. I work here because I have family values and I want to help my single mom trying to give the best for her children. I don’t know what you’re trying to imply, but I am not a slave nor am I forced to work here. I hope you think about what I said and suggest giving me a tip for being so rude.”

    (She stood up, paid, and left without a word.)

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