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    Trying To Take You For A Ride

    | USA | Family & Kids, Liars & Scammers, Theme Of The Month

    (Our carousel has a height requirement: 45 inches and smaller require an adult with them. We allow 15 year olds and up to accompany a small child. A girl is coming into line with her little sister, who is not tall enough to ride alone. I don’t believe the older sister is 15.)

    Me: “How old are you?”

    Older Sister: “I’m 11.”

    Me: “Oh, I’m sorry. You have to be at least 15 to bring a child on. Is Mom or Dad with you?”

    (The girls walk away, and come back with their mom.)

    Mom: “You won’t let the big one go with her? She’s fifteen.”

    Me: “Well, she just told me she was 11.”

    Mom: *shuts up*

    Throwing Himself Towards The Ground(ing)

    | HI, USA | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids

    (I am talking to a mom about a purchase for her son.)

    Me: “Oh, and he’s getting the [Brand] set today?”

    Mom: “Yeah, but we’re not sure he’s really mature enough. He’s five and—”

    Son: “MOM! LOOK AT ME MOM! MOM! MOM!”

    (We both turn to find her son perched above of a bin of LEGO blocks that kids can play with.)

    Mom: “Oh no…”

    Son: “I’M KING OF THE WORLD!”

    (The son tears off his clothes and dives into the LEGOs.)

    Mom: *to me* “I’m sorry. Oh I’m so sorry!”

    (The mother pulls her son out of a very shallow bin and he begins crying.)

    Son: “Mom, being king sucks! I wanna be queen instead!”

    Mom: “Right now, all you are is grounded!”

    Bedraggle Their Haggle

    | Norway | At The Checkout, Family & Kids, Money

    (My local grocery store is in a neighborhood with a lot of children, and right next to a primary school, so there’s a lot of kids going there on their own. I end up in line behind two boys, around 10 years old. They are counting their money.)

    Boy #1: “I think we’re short.”

    Boy #2: “It’ll be fine. We can get it for less; I’ve done it before.”

    Cashier: *to the boys* “That’ll be [price].”

    Boy #2: “We have [slightly lower amount]. That’s enough right?”

    Cashier: “Sorry, it’s not.”

    Boy #1: “Oh, please?”

    Boy #2: “Yeah, it’s not that much.”

    (While it’s a very small amount of money, I understand the cashier’s reluctance. The boys continue to haggle. Seeing this will go nowhere, I decide to step in.)

    Me: “Here, I’ll pay the difference.”

    (The boys thank me and leave.)

    Cashier: “Thank you! It’s not a lot of money, but we have so many groups trying to haggle every day. It’s okay once in a while, but if I let all of them get away with it, my till would be short every day, and I can’t do that.”

    Me: “It’s no problem. I’ve been here just after schools out. Sometimes it looks like half the kids there stop by on their way home.”

    Cashier: *chuckles* “Sometimes it feels like that, too!”

    Her Chances Of A Place Are Spoiled

    | ON, Canada | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids

    (I am 11 years old, and I volunteer at a local daycare center. It is part of my job to interview people if they want to send their children here.)

    Me: “Hello and welcome to [Business Name]. I understand you want to send [Child's Name] here?”

    Mother: “Yes I’m thinking about doing so, if you can meet my standards.”

    Me: “Okay then—”

    Mother: “Well, don’t be useless, child! Show me around!”

    Me: “Well here is the main playroom where the children—”

    Mother: “What cleaning supplies do you use?”

    Me: “I’m sorry, what?”

    Mother: “Don’t be daft, child! What cleaning supplies do you use here?”

    Me: “We use [Brand Name].”

    Mother: “Oh, I don’t like them. I demand that you use [Other Brand].”

    Me: “Okay, I’ll tell my boss to see if she can ask the janitors to use [Other Brand] next time.”

    Mother: “You had better, child!”

    (At this point, her child begins climbing over the nap time cribs.)

    Me: “Oh, don’t do that [Child's Name] sweetie; you could fall and get hurt!”

    Mother: “No, it’s okay sweetie; I say you can.”

    Me: “Wha? No, ma’am, she isn’t allowed to do that here.”

    Mother: “You can’t tell someone else’s child what to do!”

    Me: “Okay, but when we’re watching her, we get to set and enforce rules.”

    Mother: “Well if [Child's Name] comes here, he will be allowed to climb over the couch.”

    Me: “No, I’m sorry, ma’am. If [Child's Name] comes here, he will be receiving no special treatment, and will not be climbing over the couch.”

    Mother: “Yes, he will.”

    Me: “No, he won’t.”

    Mother: “YES HE WILL BECAUSE I SAID SO!”

    (The mother stamps her foot hard on ground. I am speechless.)

    Mother: “Now, stupid child, give me the papers so that [Child's Name] can be signed up. I request that you stay in another room from my little boy at all times!”

    Me: “But, ma’am! It’s all one room!”

    (My boss, who has been watching our exchange, comes over.)

    Boss: “That’s okay, because you’re fired.”

    Me: “Why? I’m really good with the kids! They like me! They do! And I work for $2.50 for every two hours without complaining! This job means everything to me! Please! I’ll work at $0.50 for every three hours! I need this job so much!”

    Mother: “Serves you right for being a senseless b**** to these children.”

    Boss: “No [My Name], you are not fired. [Mother's Name], you are.”

    (The mother just stops and stands in awe.)

    Boss: “[My Name] was being very helpful to you, and you kept cutting her off. Then, she enforced a big rule, and you told the child to continue to do so anyway. Then you called her a senseless b****, and laughed at her for begging to stay with these children. Now get out before I call the police.”

    Mother: “Fine! I don’t need this place! It sucks anyway!”

    (The mother grabs her child and leaves. My boss turns to me.)

    Boss: “Your next lunch break is on me; you’ve been promoted to $20 for every two hours, and you can go home now.”

    It’s What Grammy Would Have Wanted

    | Bristol County, MA, USA | Family & Kids, Liars & Scammers, Theme Of The Month, Tourists/Travel

    (I work for a call center that handles hotel reservations. We get a lot of people who are worried about canceling and being hit with a penalty.)

    Guest: “Hi, I’m calling to cancel my reservation for the Bahamas. My grandmother passed away, and my family wants us to be close for the funeral.”

    Me: “I’m so sorry; I completely understand and I will definitely see what I can do to help.”

    Guest: “Well… I don’t think I’m within the cancel deadline; can you waive the penalty considering the circumstance? It’s just a really bad time in my life right now, and I want to be close to the family in California. Do I really have to pay the few hundred dollar charge?”

    (I check his reservation, and he’s well within the cancel policy.)

    Me: “Sir, you’re not past the deadline. There was a charge taken, but you technically still have a couple days to cancel. There’s no penalty and the charged amount will be refunded.”

    Guest: “Fantastic!! In that case, can I re-book for Aruba?”

    Me: “…I’m sorry? For the same dates?”

    Guest: “Yeah!”

    (The guest pauses, and realizes he has outed himself.)

    Guest: “…so I’m, you know, closer…”

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