Gender Unawareness Issues

| RI, USA | Bigotry, Theme Of The Month

(I’m attempting to pull a heavy hand cart that happens to have a broken wheel. I also have a very rude impatient customer behind me.)

Customer: “Oh, come on! Is that as fast as you can pull that thing?”

(I pay little attention to the customer, and I continue to struggle with the truck.)

Customer: “When did this place start hiring wimpy, weak-a** boys to do this sort of work!?”

(I continue to ignore the customer as I turn into the aisle I’m assigned to work in. As my luck should have it, the customer is also headed there.)

Customer: “Figures, it’s a long-haired pretty-boy. Go work at a clothing store you f**! You obviously can’t handle this job.”

(I turn to face the woman, who almost immediately goes pale at my appearance.)

Me: “Ma’am, I apologize for moving so slow, but this cart has a broken wheel. I was going about as fast as I could. And as you can see from my name tag, I am not a ‘long-haired pretty-boy’; I’m a young woman.”

Customer: “Young women shouldn’t work here either!”

(She hurries off, without getting what she needs from my aisle. That was the first time in six and a half years that a woman told me I shouldn’t be doing my job.)

Don’t Get Your Hopes Up

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A Little Ruff

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A Fuelish Thing To Do

| Italy | Extra Stupid

(It’s a particularly cold evening. I’m chatting with a regular, while filling his tank.)

Regular: “It’s so cold today; you know what you should do?”

Me: “What?”

Regular: “You should take a barrel, put it in the middle of the pumps, fill it with wood, then light it up to warm the place.”

Me: “…I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

Regular: “Why not?”

Me: “Because I don’t want to die.”

He Has A Potty Dance But No Potty Mouth

| Washington, DC, USA | Health & Body, Hotels & Lodging, Uncategorized

(A well-dressed businessman in a suit comes over to check in. He’s acting very strangely; he’s jumping down on one leg, then the other, and twirling around. His face is red and sweaty, though it’s not a very hot day, and he is panting slightly. I figure he’s just weird, and give him his keys. He SPRINTS off. I turn to a coworker.)

Me: “What was his problem? Why was he acting like that?”

Coworker: “Like what?”

Me: “You saw him.”

Coworker: “Oh, he probably had to go to the bathroom or something.”

Me: “Oh! Well why didn’t he say so? There are bathrooms down here in the lobby.”

(Suddenly, the same customer is back. His face is now purple.)

Customer: “KEYS! NOT WORKING!”

(He throws the keys in my face, and sprints off towards the lobby bathrooms.)

Coworker: “See?”

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