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Category: Bad Behavior

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Ice Screaming For Some Proper Parenting

| USA | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids

(I work in an ice cream shop. All the employees here generally work shifts alone during the winter, since it’s not busy.)

Customer: *after buying ice cream for her two young kids* “Excuse me, I have to run over to [Grocery Store down the block]. Can you keep an eye on these two?”

Me: “No, ma’am, I have other work to do.”

Customer: “Just make sure they don’t get into trouble! I’ll be back in, like, 20 minutes.”

Me: “I can’t do that, ma’am, I have work to do in the back.”

Customer: “What are you doing in the back?”

Me: “Dishes.”

Customer: “That’s fine; just pop out to the front every few to make sure they’re not wandering off! Please?”

Me: *trying to stay polite* “I’m at work; I can’t be responsible for a customer’s children. I have to do my job.”

(I went to the back before she could bargain further. When I came back out later to help another customer, she’d left her kids anyway.)

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No One Can Get Their Point

| FL, USA | Bad Behavior, Food & Drink

Customer: “Can I have a pound of turkey, sliced thin, please?”

Me: “Which kind of turkey?”

Customer: *pointing to something in my meat case* “This one.”

(I have no way to tell what she’s pointing at, since the counter, the meat rack, and all the meats on it are blocking my view. I can only even see her arm down to the elbow.)

Me: “I can’t see what you’re pointing at, ma’am.”

Customer: *jabbing her finger at it* “THIS one.”

Me: “The counter is blocking my view, ma’am.”

Customer: “Then look closer, you f***ing [disabled slur]!”

Me: “Please don’t use language like that in the store, ma’am. Could you just tell me which kind you want?”

Customer: “THE ONE I’M POINTING AT!”

Me: *giving up and guessing* “Oh, you mean the [Brand] hickory smoked honey.”

Customer: “YES! What was so hard about that?!”

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They’re Uber Demanding

| Orlando, FL, USA | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids, Popular, Transportation

(I am manning a taxi stand at a sports complex hosting a national cheerleading competition. I am offering complimentary cold water to guests who are using our taxi service, as it is sometimes hot and humid in the Sunshine State. I am approached by two adults and a child who appears to be nine or ten years old.)

Dad: “We would like to go to [Destination].”

Me: “Certainly, sir. Can I offer anyone a cold water for the ride?”

Dad: “That would be great.” *takes water and turns to daughter* “Honey, would you like a cold water?”

Daughter: *crosses arms, frowns* “I WANT A STRAWBERRY LEMONADE.”

Dad: *turns to me, thrusts the water in my direction* “She wants a strawberry lemonade.”

Me: “No strawberry lemonade here, sir. Just complimentary water.

Dad: “BUT SHE WANTS STRAWBERRY LEMONADE!”

Me: “…”

(I close the door and watch the taxi drive away.)

Coworker: “Did that just happen?”

Me: “I’m going to start weeping for the future now.”