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    A Bark As Bad As The Bite

    | France | Bad Behavior, Top

    (It’s a very busy week in our shop. My colleague and I are running to keep up. A customer enters the shop, and we both salute him politely. The customer mumbles something and snaps his fingers at my colleague. She manages to smile at him as she answers:)

    Colleague: “I will be with your shortly, sir. Just a minute, please!”

    (The customer huffs again and turns to me. This time, he doesn’t just snap his fingers, he whistles as you would call a dog before pointing at the ground in front of him. My answer? I bark at him before smiling sweetly.)

    Me: “Sir, if you treat us like dogs, be ready to be answered by b****es. Please leave.”

    (All the other customers applauded when he left!)

    That Snobby Attitude Isn’t Working For You

    , | Toronto, ON, Canada | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests, Top

    (I work at a high-end gourmet grocery store as a cashier. Most of our customers are well-off. I work within walking distance from the store. I often cut through the parking lot of another grocery store to cross the street to my place of employment. One day after my shift I am crossing the parking lot of the other grocery store towards home. I DO NOT work at the other store. I hear my name being called and see a snobby lady I recognize as one of my regular customers gesturing for me to come to her. Not wanting to be rude, I walk over to her and to see what she wants.)

    Customer: *snaps her fingers* “Finish loading my groceries into my car!”

    (She then gets into the drivers seat to wait. I stand there stunned for a moment then go to the driver’s side window.)

    Me: *politely* “I am off duty and I do not work actually for this particular grocery store.”

    Customer: *annoyed* “I am not stupid! I know you do not work here but I am a regular customer of your store and you should help me!”

    (I just look at her open mouthed and walk away. She flips out and starts yelling after me.)

    Customer: “Your manager will hear about this!”

    (The next day I am called to the office and my manager told me that the lady called and said I refused to help her pack her car. When I explained to my manager that this happened after my shift and at the grocery store across the street, he called the lady back right in front of me and sternly told her that if she ever harassed one of his employees or made a false complaint again he would ban her from the store. I never saw her face in the store again!)

    Has No Meat Between Their Ears

    | Milwaukee, WI, USA | Extra Stupid, Health & Body, Pets & Animals, Top

    (I wear a leather duster, leather hat, and leather boots. I am working a booth for my employer and am approached by a customer.)

    Customer: “Leather is murder.”

    Me: “Well, the animal died for its meat. Might as well use its skin.”

    Customer: “Meat is murder.”

    Me: “Okay, so is eating anything else.”

    Customer: “I am a vegan. Nothing I eat or wear is alive.”

    Me: “Plants are alive.”

    Customer: “But they do not feel and are not really alive.”

    (I spot her leather boots.)

    Me: “What about your boots?”

    Customer: “They are made from vegan-friendly leather.”

    (I look again at the obvious cowhide name-brand boots.)

    Me: “They look like cowhide to me.”

    Customer: “But they are VEGAN friendly. The salesperson told me. I think they come from a leather tree. You know like a rubber tree.”

    Me: “There are no leather trees. They came from a cow.”

    (The customer is getting really mad and shouting at me.)

    Customer: “This isn’t about me wearing vegan leather! This is about you wearing non-vegan leather!”

    Me: “I am sorry, but there is no such thing as vegan leather.”

    Customer: “The salesperson told me it was vegan friendly. I bought them from [Major Boot Chain] and they wouldn’t lie.”

    Me: “Sorry, but the only place you get leather is the skin of an animal.”

    Customer: “Well, then cows must shed their skin like a snake and they used that. But this IS vegan leather.”

    Me: “If a cow sheds its skin it dies. That is how you get the meat out.”

    Customer: “LEATHER IS MURDER!”

    (The customer walks off pointing at me and yelling ‘murderer!’)

    Me: “Next?”

    Following Customer: “Did that just happen?”

    Me: “I would love to know what happened at the leather store that sold her the boots.”

    The Gay Card Is Double Sided

    | San Diego, CA, USA | Bad Behavior, Bigotry, Top

    (I’m a volunteer at a small convention. Instead of badges, attendees are given blue wristbands. My job is to check for wristbands as people enter the convention. I don’t want to stop the guests, so I just look at their wrists as they pass and only stop them if I can’t see the wristband. Two young women come in holding hands. As usual, I look to see if they have wristbands as they pass.)

    Woman #1: “Excuse me? Didn’t your mother tell you that it’s rude to stare?”

    Me: “What?”

    Woman #2: “So we’re holding hands, big deal! We’re not going to hide our love just to accommodate bigots like you.”

    Me: “I was just checking to see if you have wristbands. Which you do, and now you’re blocking the door, so can you please move?”

    (They both turn pink and hurry away.)

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    A Healing Cup Of Coffee

    | SC, USA | Awesome Workers, Family & Kids, Food & Drink, Top

    (It’s the week before finals, and my sister and I are both feeling the stress. We end up driving out to the nearest coffee chain with an armload of homework. I’ve only been there twice, but my sister frequently refers to it as probably the nicest branch of this coffee chain ever, by which she always means the people there. We order our drinks and sit down on a little couch in the corner. We end up waiting for a really long time, and people who have ordered after us are getting their drinks before us. My sister looks up from her computer.)

    Sister: “This is very unusual for them.”

    (About 20 minutes later, the woman who took our orders hurries over with our drinks and gift cards, apologizing profusely. Evidently, the ticket had gotten lost or something like that.)

    Cashier: “I am so sorry about this! Just take these to any [Coffee Chain], and you’ll get a drink for free.”

    Me: “Oh, it’s all right; we weren’t waiting THAT long!”

    (My sister and I try to reassure her that we’re not upset. She starts to walk away, then stops. She looks at my sister and I quizzically.)

    Cashier: “Sorry, but… are you two twins?”

    Sister: “Yes, we are!”

    Cashier: “My husband is a twin. Was a twin. His sister died really recently and…” *she stops for a moment to compose herself* “And yesterday was the first time he’s had to celebrate his birthday without her.”

    (My sister and I both express our sympathy and condolences, and she kind of laughs.)

    Cashier: “I don’t even know why I’m telling you this.”

    Me: “Maybe that’s why the drinks were delayed; because you needed someone to talk to.”

    (Maybe it was an odd statement, but I really felt that if the drinks were on time, she wouldn’t have been able to talk to us about being a twin and losing a twin. Ma’am, I hope you and your husband are doing better now, wherever you are. Thank you for the gift cards!)

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