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    The Dark Chocolate Knight

    | Virginia, USA | Family & Kids, Geeks Rule, Top

    (I work in a coffee shop. I am on break in the lobby when a couple walks in. Directly behind them is a cute little boy in Batman costume.)

    Me: “Oh my God! It’s BATMAN!”

    (The boy stops, strikes a pose and starts looking around menacingly. After a few seconds, he approaches the counter.)

    Mother: “Jeff, would you like a chocolate milk?”

    Boy: “I am not Jeff. I am The Batman.”

    Mother: “The Batman, would you like a chocolate milk?”

    Boy: “Yes. Yes, The Batman would.”

    (The couple pays while the boy sits down with his chocolate milk. He keeps a stern look on his face as he sips the drink.)

    Boy: *sips* “Gotham is safe.”

    Children Of The Scorn

    | Aurora, CO, USA | Awesome Customers, Family & Kids, Top

    (I’ve been at work for 8 hours and am finishing the last bit of the late-evening rush. A husband, wife, and their 6-year-old daughter come through the line with several items, one of which is a bike.)

    Husband: “Can you split these between a couple cards?”

    Me: “Of course. What amount would you like?”

    Wife: “This’ll be food stamps. One minute…”

    (The husband and wife stare at the card reader and babble between themselves which way to turn the card and what their pin is. I try to help several times, only to be scolded, so I remain quiet. As I wait, I start looking around randomly and eventually glance in the general direction of their daughter.)

    6-year-old Daughter: “The f*** you starin’ at, b****?!”

    Me: *shocked* “I’m sorry, I wasn’t…I didn’t mean…if you bring the bike over here, I can ring it up once your parents are finished—”

    6-year-old Daughter: “The f*** you say to me?!”

    Me: “Well, unless you paid for it in the back, in which case you’ll want to have your receipt out at the door since they’ll check larger purchases. It’s a pain, I know, but it’s just store policy—”

    6-year-old Daughter: “You racist c***! You just sayin’ that ’cause I’m [race], ain’t you? Shut the f*** up!”

    Me: “No, it has nothing to…it’s just store policy to check receipts—”

    6-year-old Daughter: “F*** you, f***ing racist b****! Y’all are racist! You is nothin’ more than a lil’ racist c*** askin’ me that s***! F*** you, you f***er! I ain’t got to do s***!”

    (The daughter screams for a few more minutes, carrying off the bike. Meanwhile, her parents finish with their groceries, apparently oblivious to their daughter’s behavior. The daughter continues to make obscene gestures and screams obscenities at me all the way out the door, being sure to also yell at the store’s door greeter.)

    Next Customer: “Morons…”

    Me: *immediately burst into tears*

    Next Customer: “Do you run into this often?”

    Me: *nodding* “M-more than i-is strictly n-necessary.”

    Next Customer: “Really? You’re too smart to be dealing with a**holes of that degree. I’d quit. Seriously, f*** that!”

    Me: *laughing* “Thank you!”

    (I put in my two weeks that night!)

    Don’t Throw Rocks In Glass Elevators

    | USA | Family & Kids, Top, Tourists/Travel

    (Note: I am a passenger on a cruise ship with my father. I am in my early 20′s and my father is in his late 50′s. We are in the elevator with some other passengers on our way back to our rooms.)

    Passenger: *glares at us* “That’s disgraceful!”

    Me: “I’m…sorry?”

    Passenger: “That’s disgraceful. The age difference between you two. You should be ashamed of yourselves! Absolutely disgusting!”

    (My dad and I give confused looks to each other. The other passengers have now begun to stare.)

    Dad: “You’re very right. After all, I used to change her diapers when she was a baby!”

    Passenger: “What?!”

    Me: “Yeah, older men aren’t my type. Plus, he’s my dad.”

    Passenger: *practically plows out of the elevator at the next floor*

    Traveling At The Speed Of Stupid

    | AB, Canada | Family & Kids, Top, Wild & Unruly

    (I work at a pool as a lifeguard. We always have problems with children running, even though it is the number one rule at the pool to walk on deck.)

    Child: *runs across deck*

    Me: “Walk please.”

    (Five minutes later, the same child runs the other way.)

    Me: “WALK!”

    (Five minutes later, the child runs in front of me. I stop the child to make sure she understands me.)

    Me: “You need to walk, okay? If I need to ask you again, I will sit you out for three minutes.”

    (The child walks away and gets back into the pool. The mother approaches me.)

    Parent: “She’s not running. She just walks on her tip toes.”

    Me: “It’s not the manner of her movement. It’s the speed she’s moving.”

    Parent: “But she’s not running.”

    (Her child runs past again.)

    Me: “WALK!”

    Parent: “But she’s not run—”

    Child: *slips and falls*

    Parlez-vous Douchebag

    | Ontario, Canada | Family & Kids, Language & Words, Top

    (A customer comes in with his young son.)

    Customer, to his son: *speaking French* “Don’t touch anything, okay?”

    Child: “Okay.”

    Me: “Teaching your son French early? That’s cool.”

    Customer: “Yes, we only talk in French at home.”

    Child: “What does he do?”

    Customer: *speaking French* “He is just some stupid boy paying for his drug habit by working here. Don’t look at him.”

    (The sale finishes going through and as the customer goes to leave.)

    Me: *in my best French* “Isn’t French a great language to talk in? Anyway, enjoy the beer!”

    Customer: *speechless*


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