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Category: Bad Behavior

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Brothers In Arms

, | Port Charlotte, FL, USA | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests, Popular

(My younger brother and I both manage at a chain pizza place in our local mall. Although five years apart we regularly get asked if we are twins. One Sunday morning after a long night of drinking we are both working. He is in the back room prepping food; I am out front manning the register. A customer walks up and asks the price of a slice of pizza. Had he turned his head 30 degrees left he’d have seen the price board right next to him.)

Customer: “How much for a slice of pepperoni?”

Me: *turning my head slowly and slightly toward the price board* “$1.79 according to the board.”

Customer: *immediately irate* “I want to see your manager right now!”

Me: “Okay, let me get him for you.” *slowly walk through swinging door to kitchen on left side of service area* “Hey, bro, some guy out front wants to talk to the manager.”

(My brother walks out front by way of the other door to see what he can do for the man.)

Brother: “Yes, sir, how may I help you?”

Customer: “I told you, I want to see the manager.”

(My brother walks back in the same door he used.)

Brother: “He says he wants to talk to you now.”

(I walk back out front through the same door I had previously used.)

Me: “Yes, sir, what can I do for you?”

Customer: “How many times do I have to tell you? I WANT TO SEE THE MANAGER!”

(I walk into the back again and tell my brother he’s needed by the customer again, brother then goes back out the door he’s been using.)

Brother: “Yes, sir?”

Customer: “F***! I told you to get the manager! Now don’t you move a step. Call the manager out here so we can all have words.”

Brother: *pushes the door open and shouts to the back* “Hey, come on out here. Now he wants to talk to both of us.”

(I walk out front, and smile broadly at the customer.)

Me: “Yes, sir? How may WE help you?”

(Looking back and forth between us.)

Customer: “Well, obviously I’m not going to get anything done here!”

Me & Brother: *simultaneously* “Nope.”

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You Say Potato, I Say A**-Hole

| IN, USA | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests, Food & Drink

(I am a shift manager at a deli so whenever there is a problem, I usually handle it. A family comes in and gets their food. The guy eats all of his baked potato except for the skin. He ventures up to me to complain.)

Guest: “This potato is disgusting. The skin is dry.”

Me: “I can get you another one if you would like.”

Guest: *rudely* “That is your job.”

(I go back and find the softest potato and cook it myself. Keep in mind he already ate the whole thing, just not the skin.)

Me: “All right, here you go. Sorry about that.”

Guest: *squishes the whole potato* “Nope, dry again.”

Me: “Can I get you—”

Guest: “—absolutely not. I want a refund.”

(He then chucked a fork into my side.)

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Sadly, There IS A Doctor In The House

| Manhattan, NY, USA | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests, Popular

(I work at a very upscale store in Manhattan. A lot of our clientele are successful business folk with expensive tastes.)

Manager: “Hey, [My Name], can you come over here a moment?”

(I walk over to where a sour faced female customer in a pricey but nondescript business suit is giving me a death glare.)

Manager: “Is this the gentleman who served you?”

Customer: “That’s him! You are a disgrace, you know that?”

Me: “I… um… I’m sorry, but what did I do to upset you?”

Customer: “Are you serious? The entire transaction you constantly referred to me as ‘ma’am’ and ‘miss’!”

Me: *now even more confused* “Yes, I was being polite?”

Customer: “Polite? I’m a doctor you idiot! DOC-TOR! Can you say that word? Doooc-tooor? Do you know what it means?”

Me: “Yes, ma’am, I know what—”

Customer: “There you go again! It’s DOCTOR! Not ma’am!” *to my manager* “Seriously, is this what [Clothing Store] has been reduced to?”

Manager: “Uh, first off, ma’am…”

Customer: “DOCTOR!”

Manager: “Right, doctor, did you perchance tell my associate that you wished to be addressed as such?”

Customer: “Well, no. He should’ve known!”

Manager: “Really? Did you show him any ID confirming you were a doctor?”

Customer: “No, I shouldn’t have to.”

Manager: “Is your title stated anywhere? Say on your driver’s license?”

Customer: “No.”

Manager: “Then, may I ask, how is he supposed to know you’re a doctor if you didn’t give him any indication of such?”

Customer: “What? Well I’m wearing a nice and expensive suit for one!”

Manager: “Uh… so is every other customer in the store currently, ma’am.”

Customer: “IT’S DOCTOR! NOT MA’AM! You know what? Forget it! I’m never shopping here again if you’re all this incompetent!”

(She storms out.)

Me: “So… am I in trouble?”

Manager: “Oh, no… Well, unless you’re unlucky enough to visit whatever medical practice she works at. Geeez!”

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Gonna Party Like You’re In Room 1999

| USA | Bad Behavior, Hotels & Lodging, Popular

(A young man dressed up like he’s going to a party checks in. After few moments, we get a few noise complaints about people talking loudly and yelling and playing music from his room. It’s one am and the hotel is sold out.)

Me: “Excuse me, but you can’t have this much people in your room. Plus, all your neighbors are complaining.”

Young Man: “But it’s my birthday!”

Me: “That’s nice, but we can’t have you disturbing others.”

(He nods, but the complaints keep coming.)

Me: “I’m serious; I will have you thrown out if you don’t let others get their sleep. If you want to party, go to a bar or club.”

Young Man: “But it’s my birthday! And all the bars are closed and the clubs are too far from here.”

Me: *fed up* “I don’t care. You must do as I ask or else.”

Young Man: “But it’s my birthday! Plus it was my friend being loud, not me.”

Me: “As payer, you are responsible for your friends.”

(He nodded but didn’t listen. Finally, I told security to throw him out. Too bad he had to be thrown out on his butt on the street on his birthday and out $250. Moral: hotels are not party houses.)

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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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