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    Honesty Is The Sweetest Policy

    | Robeline, LA, USA | Awesome Customers, Bigotry, Criminal/Illegal, Family & Kids, Language & Words, Top

    (An Hispanic woman and her son, who is about six, come into the store. The mother gets the little boy a soda and he grabs a candy bar. Note: they are standing in the middle of our candy aisle, which I don’t have a completely clear view of.)

    Little Boy: “Mama, can I have this? I’ve been good!”

    Mother: *in English* “No, put it back. I don’t have the money for it and the soda.” *in Spanish* “Just put it in your pocket. She will never know.”

    Little Boy: “No!”

    Mother: *in Spanish* “That stupid b**** will never know! She can’t see you from there!”

    Me: “Excuse me, ma’am?”

    Mother: *innocently smiles* “Yes?”

    Me: *in Spanish* “The stupid b**** speaks Spanish.” *in English* “So, if you’re smart, you’ll either put the candy bar on the counter with the soda, or put it back. It’s your choice.”

    (The mother puts the candy bar back, pays for the drink, and then walked out. The little boy lags behind and approaches the counter by himself.)

    Little Boy: *shakes his head* “I don’t know why mama thinks white people don’t know Spanish.” *whispers* “That’s racist!” *normal volume* “Don’t worry, when we get home Daddy and I will put Mama in time-out for being bad and saying a dirty word!”

    (The kid made my day, so I bought him the candy bar for being honest and so adorable!)

    Good Customers Are Worth Their Waiter In Gold

    | Panama City Beach, FL, USA | Awesome Customers, Family & Kids, Top

    (I am waiting on a table with a particularly bratty little kid and his mother.)

    Kid: “Hey, you!” *rudely shakes his empty cup at me*

    Me: “Hey Bud! Can I help you with something?”

    Kid’s Mom: *sarcastically* “I think its pretty obvious that he needs something else to drink, if it’s not too much trouble, since your job is SO hard and all!”

    (Hearing this, a customer at the next table speaks up.)

    Another Customer: “Ha! The only thing obvious to me, lady, is that you and your husband clearly haven’t taught that little punk any manners. As for this young lady’s job, I’m sure it is difficult! If I had to deal with horrible folks like you all day I would probably want to hang myself.” *to me* “My hats off to you, sweetheart!”

    (The look on that woman’s face was priceless! The bratty kid and his mom family left soon after that episode, while the other customer high-fived me every time I walked by his table. On top of that, he left me a 50% tip. Some good customers really make this crap worth while!)

    We All Half Our Favorites

    | Ohio, USA | Family & Kids

    (My friend and I both volunteer at a daycare for school credit. Although we try to act like we don’t while we’re on the clock, we both do have our favorite students.)

    My Friend: “So, who are your favorites?”

    Me: “[Little Girl] and [Little Boy].”

    My Friend: “I’ve met [Little Girl]. She’s a good kid.”

    Me: “Yeah, she’s a sweetie. It took awhile for me and [Little Boy] to warm up to one another, though.”

    My Friend: “Oh, yeah?”

    Me: *laughs* “On my first day, he drew a picture and gave it to me.”

    My Friend: “Aw, that’s so sweet!”

    Me: “It was of him karate-chopping me in half.”

    My Friend: “…”

    Me: “Sometimes, I don’t know if I want to hug that kid or smack him.”

    (This was almost two years ago. The picture hangs on my bedroom wall to this day.)

    The Child After The Storm

    | Canada | Awesome Customers, Bigotry, Family & Kids, Top, Transportation

    (A bunch of young men are talking loudly in the bus and using a lot of expletives. They’re also with a female passenger who is apparently their friend and is black.)

    Young Male Passenger #1: “Yeah, she’s such a f***ing b****.”

    Young Male Passenger #2: “Because she’s a black c***!”

    Young Female Passenger: “What?!”

    Young Male Passenger #1: “Yeah!”

    Young Male Passenger #2: “You black c***s can be f***ing—”

    (At this moment, a boy of around age 7 gets on the bus. Hearing the rude conversation, the child immediately makes his way to the back of the bus and stands right in the middle of this group, as if challenging them to continue talking.)

    Loud group: *stays completely silent for 5 seconds*

    Young Male Passenger #1: “…Okay, never mind.”

    Young Male Passenger #2: “Um… I meant… you black ladies are… pretty crazy. Yeah. Pretty crazy at times.”

    (They stopped using offensive language after that, at least until the young boy’s parents called him back to sit with them!)

    Moon Over My Chevy

    | Crossville, TN, USA | Bizarre, Family & Kids, Health & Body, Transportation

    (I work as a waitress in a small restaurant where the owner is the cook. We see a van pull in, so the owner/cook goes to the kitchen to get things ready. However, after several minutes, no one comes inside so the owner comes back out.)

    Owner: “I guess they’re meeting someone.”

    Me: “Yeah… oh, wait. There’s a kid.”

    (I watch from behind the register as a young boy, probably 5 years old, walks in front of their van and just stands there, facing the car. I look away for a second to see if another has pulled in and when I look back I see the boy’s bare butt.)

    Me: “What is he doing? Changing clothes?”

    Owner: “No, I think he’s flashing us.”

    Me: “What?!” *I stand on my tippy toes to see more clearly* “Oh no! No!”

    Owner: “What? What’s he doing?”

    Me: “He’s PEEING on the hood of their car!”

    (Sure enough, instead of bring their kid inside to use the bathroom before they ordered food, the parents must have figured their hood was good enough. I’d hate to be their mechanic!)

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