Unfiltered Story #110661

I am a female estimator, the only one working in the dealership this day. I’m used to men not wanting to deal with me because I’m a woman.  The receptionist comes to get me to write up a man who had just pulled in.

Me: Hello sir! What damage are we looking at today?
Man: I already told that other little lady that I need an estimate on my car.  Now be a doll and get someone for me.
Me: Well sir, I am that someone. It looks like your front bumper has majority of the damage. Anywhere else before I do my inspection?
Man: The only inspection you need to be doing is in the kitchen! Now get me a MAN to look at my vehicle!

I don’t want to argue, so I just turn and go back to my office.  After about 10 minutes, the receptionist comes to tell me the man is still waiting.

Me: So, have you decided to go ahead with the inspection sir?
Man: Damn it! I WILL NOT HAVE A WOMAN LOOKING AT MY VEHICLE! THIS IS A MANS JOB!
Me: You’ll be waiting a very long time then, I’m afraid. See, I am the only estimator working today. I am the only person here who can tell you that I think the bumper got pushed into your radiator, and that is why there is a greenish liquid all over the ground. I am also the only person here who can tell you that your vehicle isn’t safe to drive, and if you insist on taking it home and waiting for a man to be here, you will cause more damage than if you were to just let me take care of it.  Any other concerns I can address for you right now, or are you going to let me do my job?
Man: (very sheepishly) Do you need my keys?