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Category: Bad Behavior

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Flight Plight

| Houston, TX, USA | Bad Behavior, Popular, Tourists/Travel

(A group of passengers whose flight has been delayed, causing them to miss connections, is waiting for a ticket agent to reschedule them to their destinations. Passenger #1 is a middle aged woman who has been complaining and berating the ticket agent.)

Passenger #1: “I can’t believe you can’t get me on an earlier flight! I have been traveling since ten this morning trying to get home to see my family! Do you have any idea how hard this is for me?!”

Passenger #2: *a teenage girl who up till now has been waiting quietly* “Lady, I don’t want to hear any more of your complaining. I’ve been traveling since five this morning Paris time, and I’m too tired to figure out the time difference. My luggage was lost at O’Hare, and I haven’t seen my family in a month. Now, I may be just a teenager, but even I know that this is going to go a lot faster for everyone if you just let the nice lady behind the counter do her job!”

Passenger #1: *shuts up*

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Chose The Wrong Place To Chill

| UK | Bad Behavior, Food & Drink

(We run a chilli farm, and have recently opened a retail store in a nearby city. Every single product in our store contains chillies, sauces, jams, marmalades, chocolate bars, even chilli fudge. On our first day open a lady comes in:)

Lady: “Do you have a sauce with blackcurrants in it?”

Me: “Unfortunately we don’t, but we do have a lot of blackcurrant bushes growing on the farm. We could make you a batch of blackcurrant chilli sauce.”

(A week later the lady visits the store again and is very excited when we tell her we now have a blackcurrant sauce, until she looks at the bottle and says:)

Lady: “Oh! It has chillies in it. I don’t like chillies.”

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Serving Them Ain’t No Picnic

| Brisbane, QLD, Australia | Bad Behavior, Food & Drink, Popular

(Eight or so elderly women wander in to the restaurant and ask to look at the menu, during our quiet time between lunch and dinner. I glance at the manager and he nods to seat them. One woman takes it upon herself to be the spokesperson.)

Me: “Okay, ladies, we are only serving coffee and cake this afternoon as the kitchen has closed until dinner. Is that okay?”

Customer: “That is fine, dear. We are only after a coffee and a chat.”

Me: “No problem. I will arrange a table for you all and be back with the menus.”

(After ten minutes or so, I have a table and they have all sat down. As I start round the table I notice that only one or two are ordering anything. I ask if that is all they all nod and I off to grab their drinks. When I get back I notice that the women have taken packets of crackers and dips and cheese and all sorts of things out of their bags and have set them up on the table like a picnic!)

Me: “Um, excuse me, ladies, but you are not allowed to bring your own food into the restaurant. I will have to ask you to put that all away.”

Customer: “Pardon me; what did you say?”

Me: “You can’t bring food into a restaurant. You will have to put that away until you leave.”

Customer: *getting very haughty* “Well, I have never been treated so rudely! We are paying customers and if we want to sit and chat and have a nibble that is our right!”

Me: “Yes, ma’am, that is your right if you were at a park or your home, but as we are a restaurant that makes money by supplying food and drink to people, you are being rude.”

(At this she asked for the manager. Lucky he had seen the whole thing, came to the table, and promptly requested the same as myself, at which the ladies packed up their food, stood up, and left complaining the whole time about how rude we were and how they will never be back. All I could say was “What a pity” with a big fake smile on my face.)

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A Duty Of Carelessness

| GA, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Health & Body, Popular

(While on my lunch break I go to grab a bite to eat at the deli, and have clearly removed the top of my work uniform as the lady in front of me in line is being told about a sale on tea. My father is a well respected surgeon at the hospital, and we know all higher-ups within the hospital.)

Customer: “Oh! Half price for tea? I’d like me some of that!” *she snaps her fingers as she points to me* “You, boy, get that tea for me.”

Me: “Excuse me, but I am on break and am in line to get food, just like you are.”

Customer: *in a huff* “Fine! I work in the hospital and you better hope I don’t see you around there!”

Me: “Oh, you work at [Hospital]?”

Customer: “Yeah, and you best make sure I’m not gonna take care of you!”

Me: “Well, hopefully [List of Doctors] are okay with that.”

Customer: “Wait, who are you?!”

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Acting R-Rated In A PG Movie

| CA, USA | Bad Behavior, Movies & TV, Popular, Rude & Risque

(At least one usher is required to stand by the door slightly before the movie ends, to prevent people from going out the emergency exit and setting off the alarm. It is an afternoon showing of a very popular children’s movie, and the entire upper part of the theater is packed with adults and their respective children. The ‘pit’ seats closest to the screen are completely empty, that being too close for most people. I’m scanning the crowd, as the final scene of the movie starts to play, when I notice some arm rests down in the pit have been pushed up. Since we reset them after every show, I head down the steps to see what’s happened, and if there’s going to be any mess to clean up. Laid out across the seats are two teenagers “going at it.” I am shocked, but know the movie is about to end, and an entire slew of children are about to get an eye load when they stand up and the lights come up. I approach the couple, completely at a loss of what to say.)

Me: “Excuse me… can you not?” *not the most professional thing ever, but I have not been trained on how to deal with this*

Boy: *looking up at me, annoyed* “I’m almost finished.”

Me: “Can you not?!”

(I stay crouched right next to their heads, refusing to give them any privacy, though, doing it at a packed performance, I’m not sure privacy is what they were after.)

Girl: “UGH!”

(She pushes the boy off her, and he rolls onto the floor, adjusting his situation and zipping his pants up. She adjusts her skirt, sits up, then walks out of the theater before the movie’s even over.)

Boy: “HMPH!”

(He glared and sat through the entire credits, and didn’t leave until the rest of the usher staff came in. I reported the situation to my managers, but there was nothing we could really do, by then.)

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