(At our fast food restaurant, a customer walks in with a seeing eye dog. It’s in training with a clearly-marked blue vest and two trainers. However, a customer behind her begins complaining.)
Customer: “Man, I thought your sign said dogs ain’t allowed!”
Me: *to a trainer* “Ma’am, it’s a working dog in training, correct?”
Trainer: “Yes. She has to be trained in public before they’ll allow her to go to a patient.”
Me: “Sir, she’s a working dog. They’re allowed in public buildings by state law.”
Customer: “Man, that’s bulls***!”
Me: “Why’s that, sir?”
Customer: “That dog don’t work here!”
So Long, Sexism: This week, we feature five stories of employees dealing with (and often overcoming) sexist remarks from customers!
- The Estrogen Empire Strikes Back:
A sexist fast food customer faces women in power–everywhere!
- The Land Of Milk And Money:
Don’t have a cow, man–ladies understand farming, too.
- Cross-Platform Chromosomes:
Games may be platform-specific, but video gamers are gender neutral!
- Now Accepting Immigrants From Femmerica:
News flash from Bigotland: half of America ain’t American.
- The Spice Girls Have A Lot To Answer For:
Yes, “Ladies go first”–except when they’re cutting in line!
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(Our store usually sells side orders with several meals: three hot and one cold. One night, both of our microwaves have broken so we can only offer coleslaw.)
Me: “Unfortunately all our hot sides are gone today. I’m afraid I can only offer you coleslaw or extra fries as options.”
Customer: “Can I swap the coleslaw for a gravy?”
Me: “I’m afraid not; all our hot sides are unavailable. Are you okay with coleslaw or extra fries?”
Customer: “Oh, no hot sides…can I have beans, then?”
Me: “No. Sorry, as I mentioned you can only choose from coleslaw or extra fries. So, which would you like?”
Customer: “I don’t really like coleslaw or fries…can I have a corn instead?”
Me: “Um, no, you can’t. As I’ve already explained, we don’t have any hot side orders: just coleslaw or extra fries today. I’m sorry about that.”
Customer: “Well, you should have said something, then!”
(I am in drive-thru, using a head set to communicate with customers. A male customer pulls up.)
Me: “Hi, how are you?”
Customer: “I’m doing well! How are you tonight?”
Me: “I’m good! What can I get for you?”
(The customer places his order, but has a question that I am unable to answer. So, my manager speaks into the headset to answer him.)
Customer: “WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GIRL?!”
Manager: “Sir, you’ll see her at the window.”
Customer: “WELL, BUTT OUT OF OUR CONVERSATION!”
(The customer pulls up to window.)
Customer: “TELL YOUR BOSS TO LEAVE US ALONE!” *glares at the window*
Me: “Um, yes sir…”
(At this restaurant, they take your name when you order, and call it out when your food is ready to be picked up. I’m waiting with other customers for orders.)
(No one comes forward.)
Cashier: “Jessica? Is there a Jessica?”
(Again, no one comes forward. Three more orders come out, and in between each, the cashier calls for “Jessica” again. Meanwhile, a customer who ordered before me has been standing right at the counter and is getting impatient.)
Customer: “Excuse me, but these people who just got their orders got here after me. Do you have my order?
Cashier: “What’s your name?”
Cashier: “We don’t have any orders for Susan. What did you order?”
Customer: “I got the #3 combo with a coke.”
Cashier: “That’s what the order for Jessica has.”
Customer: “Oh! I gave the name Jessica, but that’s not my name. I don’t like giving my real name.”
Cashier: “You gave the name Jessica, but didn’t claim the order for Jessica?”
Customer: “Well, it’s not my name!” *takes her bag and leaves*