Unfiltered Story #66968

Unfiltered | October 9, 2015

(I work as a trainer in a fast food restaurant, and we’re about to close down when a female customer approaches our trainee’s till, looking a bit lost, so I step a bit forward in case I am needed. Note, I’m a female myself.)

Trainee: Hello what–*gets cut off by the customer*

Customer: *to me* Why are you coming here when I’m ordering? Why are you coming? Are you a lesbian?

(at this point I can tell the lady is intoxicated, but am a bit too stunned about her comments)

Me: Excuse me? No, I was just–

Customer: Why are you coming when I’m ordering? *to my trainee* Why is she coming when I’m ordering?

Trainee: Ma’am, I am a trainee and she’s just trying to see I’m doing okay.

Me: Yes, I’m simply trying to see if there’s anything I can help with.

(After telling her that, I can see she’s almost ready to start yelling so I slink back into the kitchen as I know my trainee can handle it. I was merely trying to see if I could have started on her burger or something, which I actually had to do before we closed!)