Unfiltered Story #132312

When I was visiting Washington DC for a week, my dad broke his phone. As he was getting it fixed, I heard this little gem.

Woman: You fixed my f***ing phone last week now look at it!

Repair man (who was currently apologising in sign to the mother of a family of 3) : I can see, now how did it break? Did you drop it? And please mind your language.

Woman: No I f***ing didn’t! How f***ing dare you!  It was in my bag the whole f***ing time! You child! Come here! NOW!

She points at me and I walk over scared.

Woman: Does this look like it was broken by being dropped.

She then dropped it.

Me: Well, now it’s definitely broken.

Woman: B**ch.

She walked out whilst slamming the door, only to forget her well, damaged phone.