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    This Conversation Is Stuck In A Cycle

    | Omaha, NE, USA | Family & Kids

    (I work at a small bike shop. During the early spring, we get a lot of customers. I have only worked there a few months, and learn a lot from the owner. His son also works there, and many customers know him. The owner is helping a customer, and I am watching. When the owner goes back to get something for her, we find ourselves alone.)

    Customer: “Are you his daughter?”

    Me: “No, I’m just an employee.”

    Customer: “He has the cutest kids! But you are definitely the prettiest.”

    Me: “But I’m not his daughter.”

    Customer: “Then why did you say he was?”

    Me: “I didn’t. I’m just an employee.”

    (The owner comes back.)

    Owner: “Alright, [my name], if you would just put her information into the computer, that wo—”

    Customer: “See! You called her [my name]! That’s proof she’s your daughter! You shouldn’t teach her to lie!”

    Owner: “So just because I use her first name means I’m her father?”

    Me: “[Owner's name], it’s okay.”

    Customer: “You call him father! Do it! NOW!”

    Me: “I only call my father, father.”

    Customer: “You mean he’s not your father?”

    Me: “No.”

    Customer: “Well why didn’t you say so?”

    Really Creped Out

    | New York, NY, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Food & Drink

    (I am a customer waiting for a table at a chain restaurant that specializes in breakfast. They are having their annual ‘free pancake day’ promotion. The free pancakes are available only for sit-down customers, not takeout. Another customer approaches the hostess station.)

    Hostess: “Hi, how many?”

    Customer: “Do you do takeout?”

    Hostess: “Do you mean for the free pancakes?”

    Customer: “Why would you even ask me that?!”

    Hostess: “I’m sorry, ma’am; that’s just what everyone else has been asking today.”

    Customer: “Well, I’m not everyone else. You have so many other things on your menu; why would you assume I want pancakes?”

    Hostess: “I’m sorry. Yes, we do takeout.”

    Customer: “Whatever. I don’t even want to eat here anymore. F*** you guys; you disgust me!”

    A One-Sided Argument

    | Philadelphia, PA, USA | Bizarre

    Me: “Hello, thank for you calling [company]; how can I hep—”

    Customer: “YOU ARE DISCRIMINATING AGAINST ME!”

    Me: “I’m sorr—”

    Customer: “MY ACCOUNT STATEMENTS ARE ONLY ONE SIDED! MY FRIEND GETS DOUBLE SIDED STATEMENTS! THIS IS DISCRIMINATION!”

    He Has Beef With The Cheese

    , | OH, USA | Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

    Me: “Welcome to [store]; how can I help you?”

    Customer: “I want a cheeseburger, with no cheese.”

    Me: “Okay, so that’s one hamburger—”

    Customer: “NO. I want a CHEESE-burger with no CHEESE.”

    Me: “Right. So that’s a hamburger—”

    Customer: “NO! God, are you deaf or something? I want a f****** CHEESEBURGER with no f****** CHEESE!”

    Me: “…okay, so that’s cheeseburger, no cheese.”

    Customer: “Yes! Was that so hard?”

    Blocks Out The Glaring Customers

    | FL, USA | Criminal/Illegal, Health & Body, Top, Wild & Unruly

    (My coworker has just had laser corrective surgery on his eyes. Unfortunately, he’s experiencing a much greater than usual amount of swelling in the area. His optometrist has prescribed him eye drops and told him to keep sunglasses on at all times, until the swelling goes down, as bright light causes irritation.)

    Customer: “Excuse me!”

    (My coworker and I notice an older customer glaring at him angrily.)

    Coworker: “Can I help you, ma’am?”

    Customer: “How DARE you!”

    Coworker: “Sorry?”

    Customer: “You take those off right this instant! I won’t stand for this disrespect!”

    Coworker: “You mean these?” *points to his sunglasses* “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. It’s just that I had laser surgery on my eyes, and the eye doctor told me I have to keep these on because bright light makes the swelling worse.”

    Customer: “LIAR!”

    (The customer lunges over the counter and grabs the glasses right off of his face. She puts several bloody scratches on his forehead with her long fingernails.)

    Coworker: “Oh, God!”

    (My coworker clutches his face, doubles over, and staggers head-first into a wall.)

    Me: “Good God, lady! Why the h*** did you do that?!”

    Customer: “You young ruffians are worthless! Not showing me the respect I deserve because you want to look ‘cool’!”

    (She drops the sunglasses on the ground and stomps on them, shattering them. The noise and commotion have attracted our manager.)

    Manager: “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!”

    Customer: “That young punk was disrespecting me with his gang stuff! I demand that you fire him immediately!”

    (The manager looks at the shattered sunglasses on the ground, and my coworker, who is doubled up, moaning and bleeding.)

    Manager: “Did you assault my employee?”

    Customer: “I can do whatever I want to scum like him! I’m the customer, so he has to do what I say! And he needed to be taught a lesson about respect, with those stupid things on his face!”

    Manager: “He was wearing those because his optometrist told him not to look at any bright light!”

    Customer: “You expect me to believe that? Give me a break! Now I DEMAND to be served RIGHT THIS INSTANT!”

    Manager: “I’m calling the police.”

    Customer: “Good! He SHOULD be in prison! He should rot there!”

    (The customer actually stands there looking smug and triumphant as the manager calls the police right in front of her, while I lead my coworker to the front office to get the first aid kit. About ten minutes later, the cops show up. My manager and the general manager of the store explain to them what happened, with the customer agreeing the entire time, still convinced the cops will be on her side. It completely blows her mind when the cops start to drag her away instead, as she goes kicking and screaming that my coworker should be the one getting arrested, not her.)

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