Unfiltered Story #227591

(My restaurant doesn’t have any restrooms, and our neighbors had recently closed their store, so we now have to direct people to head to the store across the street. It’s in the evening and I’m serving a couple, who have been nothing but pleasant so far.)

Customer: Hey, where’s your restroom?

Me: I’m sorry, we don’t have any here. There are some open across the street, though.

Customer: (her demeanor changes) Are you kidding me!? Who doesn’t have a restroom in their restaurant?

Me: I’m sorry, ma’am.

Customer: Sorry!? F*** you! This is going to be your problem now!

(She proceeds to forcibly urinate onto our seats. Her partner seems horrified and they both hurry out.)

Manager: So she peed herself to give you more work? That’s crazy.

Me: *sighs* Yep.