Category: Family & Kids


Kids Say The Truthiest Things, Part 2

| UK | Family & Kids, Liars & Scammers

(The zoo allows children aged 3 and under in free; however, this is frequently misread by visitors as ‘under three’. A couple comes in with a boy aged around 5, and a little girl. My dad’s on the entrance till, while I’m waiting to take over for lunch break.)

Customer: “Two adults and one child, please. She’s two.” *points at their little girl*

Customer’s Little Boy: “Mummy, she’s three! She’s not two, mummy. Don’t you remember? She had a birthday and a cake and she’s three now. She’s not two any more! I got her a present and her friends came over and…”

Customer: *puts on a ghastly fake smile and drags both children away*

Customer’s Little Boy: *while being dragged away* “But she’s THREE!”

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We All Have A Dream

| Tulsa, OK, USA | Awesome Customers, Family & Kids, Food & Drink, Top

(I work by myself on the overnight shift at my store. Around 1 am a little old African American lady and her granddaughter enter my store. While the grandmother goes to the bathroom, the granddaughter approaches me.)

Granddaughter: *to me* “Are you going to be making any more fresh tea tonight?”

Me: “Sorry, but we clean them overnight since we don’t have a high demand. We start them new around 3 am.”

Granddaughter: “YOU’RE LAZY AND INCOMPETENT!”

(As she continues to yell at me, she is unaware her grandmother has come out of the bathroom and is now behind her. Suddenly, the grandmother smacks her granddaughter on the back of the head and lays into her.)

Grandmother: “Your grandfather and I did not march on Washington with the great Martin Luther King for you to treat hardworking people like that! You haven’t worked a day in your life because we worked hard and invested right so you would have better privileges than we did. If you want to act like a ghetto b****, then I can take away that nice apartment you live in and let you survive where I grew up. Now you apologize to this young lady!”

Granddaughter: *in tears* “I’m sorry… I had no reason to behave like that. Please forgive my outburst.”

(I did, and grandma got a free drink!)

Rated I For Immature, Part 2

| Victoria, BC, Canada | Family & Kids, Underaged

(A friend and I are working a late shift at a popular video game store. Two kids come in and pick up a copy of Halo 3. This happens to be a mature-rated game (18+), and these kids are obviously far short of that.)

Kid #1: “I’ll take this.”

Coworker: “Sorry, you need to be over 18 to buy that. This is a mature-rated game.”

Kid #2: “YOUR MOM IS A MATURE RATED GAME!”

Coworker: “Get out!”

(The kids swear at us as they leave. The two of us look at each other.)

Me: “What the h*** just happened?!”

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How Crotcheters Get Crotchety

| Virginia, USA | Family & Kids

(I work in a booth selling tickets for a carousel. I have some crocheting with me for when it’s slow. I’m crocheting as a woman and her small grandson approach the booth, so I lay aside my yarn to help them.)

Little Boy: *looks at the yarn* “What are you doing?”

Me: “I’m making a hat.”

Little Boy:” A hat for you?”

Me: “No, a hat for one of my friends.”

Little Boy: “You have friends?!”

When Customers Actually Give A Jam

| Montpellier, France | Awesome Customers, Family & Kids, Top, Wild & Unruly

(At the checkout counter, a mother and her son are behind an elderly lady in line. The kid keeps bumping on the elderly lady with their shopping cart.)

Elderly Lady: “Excuse me, young lady, could you please tell your son to stop pushing your cart on me?”

Mother: “No way! You must not upset children! That’s how they get traumatized!”

(The mother indeed does nothing to stop her son. Suddenly, another customer—young man standing in line behind them—takes a jar of jam, opens it, and pours it on the mother’s head.)

Mother: *shocked and dripping with jam* “Are you CRAZY? What the h*** are you doing?”

Young Man: “Listen, lady. You see, I was also raised like this, with no limits. I did everything and whatever I wanted… and I still do!”

(The mother quickly leaves the store with her son, angry and covered with jam. For the record, the elderly lady insisted to pay for the jam.)

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