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Category: Bad Behavior

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A Ringside Seat For The Battle Of The Seat

| Sacramento, CA, USA | Bad Behavior, Tourists/Travel, Transportation

(I am on the train traveling from California to Colorado. A few minutes after I get on, the conductor announces that the train will be completely filled due to the holidays. Slips of paper are hung over the seats to indicate they are occupied, so travelers can go to the dining car or observation car and not have their seat taken. A few stops after I get on, when the train is not completely full yet, an older woman boards. A conductor helps her with her luggage. She immediately hones in on the only empty window seat left, which is directly across the aisle from me.)

Conductor: “Ma’am, you cannot sit there. That seat is already occupied.”

Lady: “I don’t see anyone sitting here.

Conductor: “They aren’t here now, but that paper shows the seat is reserved. And their stuff is on the seat.” *a plastic bag is hanging from the armrest near the window*

Lady: “Well, since they aren’t here, I’m going to sit here.”

Conductor: “Ma’am, you can’t do that. Someone already claimed that seat. You have to sit somewhere else.”

Lady: “I don’t want to sit somewhere else.”

Conductor: “But you can’t sit there.”

Lady: “But I picked this seat.”

Conductor: “Someone else already picked that seat. You need to pick another one.”

Lady: “I’m sitting here. I’ll just move whenever they get back.”

Conductor: “Fine.”

(About a half hour later, the man returns to his seat and finds it occupied.)

Man: “Ma’am, you’re in my seat.”

Lady: “This is my seat.”

Man: “No, it’s not. Those are my things. This is my seat. You need to move.”

Lady: “You weren’t here, so I sat here. You can sit somewhere else.”

Man: “No. This is my seat. You need to move.”

Lady: “I don’t want to move.”

Man: “That’s too bad. You’re in my seat.”

(By this point, I am struggling to contain laughter, incredulous at the woman’s behavior. I didn’t speak up at first because the man was clearly not cowed by the crazy lady’s behavior, but I finally decide he needs some help.)

Me: “Ma’am, the conductor told you that was someone’s seat. You told him that you would move when the person returned.”

(The crazy lady gives me an evil glare and humphs.)

Lady: “Well, FINE, then.”

(She makes a big show of struggling to stand up, when she had been clearly mobile before. The train is nearly full at this point, and there is not an empty seat in sight.)

Man: “Ma’am, the seat next to mine is empty if you want to sit there.”

Lady: “FINE.” *she continues to grumble under her breath*

(Several hours later, the man got up again and left for a while. When I glanced over again, the crazy lady was back in his seat, clearly looking smug. I went to sleep before he returned and his stop was at 5 am, before I woke up, so I didn’t get to see if there was another confrontation, but for the rest of the trip the crazy lady finally officially had her window seat.)

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Driving Away Business

| MA, USA | Bad Behavior, Food & Drink, Geography, Popular

(I am a 16-year-old girl working at the drive-thru of a popular coffee shop. It’s a busy day and we are moving through the line quickly, until this customer.)

Me: “Here are your drinks, sir. Have a great day!”

Customer: “How do you get to [Small Town 50 miles away]?”

Me: “Uh, I’m sorry, sir. I actually don’t know. There are plenty of places to get maps downtown, which is about two minutes down the street.”

Customer: “No, I don’t want to go down there. Ask someone else.”

(I turn to a coworker and ask her how to get there, but she doesn’t know either.)

Me: “Sorry, she doesn’t know either. I see you have a [Popular Smartphone]; you could always look up directions on there. We have free Wi-Fi.”

Customer: “No! Ask someone else! I need to know now!”

(As it is only me and my coworker working, I resort to asking a customer inside the store.)

Me: “All right, he just told me you should get on route three west to get to the area.”

Customer: “How do I get to route three west?”

Me: “Sir, I don’t know, and there is a line behind you. I’ve helped you the best I could.”

Customer: “This is f****** ridiculous! You should know this! What the h*** are you getting paid for?” *drives off*

Me: “I’m pretty sure I’m getting paid to make your coffee…”

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One Lucky Customer

| Chicago, IL, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Popular, Rude & Risque

(It’s kind of late in my shift. I call the next customer, an elderly man. He puts his merchandise on the counter. He immediately starts staring at my chest.)

Male Customer: “Wow, am I lucky. Wow.”

(I don’t know how to react without being rude so I just ring him up as quickly as possible. The entire time he’s staring at me and repeating:)

Male Customer: “Wow, am I lucky. Wow. When do you get off?”

(Since I don’t want to deal with him any more I tell him his total and stick every single item into one bag neatly enough that it won’t tear or break but badly enough that the bag weighs way too much, set it behind the counter, and wait for him to pay. He pays, and I hand him the approximately 20 lb bag.)

Male Customer: “Oh, thanks…”

(He stops smiling and kind of waddles out of the store with his bag. The next customer has a 28-item return and repurchase to get the points on their card. The customer after THAT comes up to me.)

Female Customer: “That looked intense.”

Me: “Yeah. The sad thing is that was still better than the customer before them.”

Female Customer: “Oh, what happened?”

Me: “Uh, it was an old dude and he was being creepy.”

Female Customer: “Oh, ew. I’m sorry.”

(I finish ringing her two-item purchase and read her price. She pays for her merchandise and I bag it very nicely and neatly.)

Female Customer: “Well, I hope I wasn’t as much trouble. And I didn’t hit on you. Have a good night.”

(Not gonna lie; that comment helped me keep it together until we closed.)

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Number One Tip Of The Day

| Nashville, TN, USA | Bad Behavior, Pets & Animals

(I’m working on a dog when a customer enters to pick up a dog that I finished earlier in the day. I put the dog that I am working on on the floor and tether it, and it immediately pees. One of my coworkers jumps in and picks up the dog while I drop some paper towels onto the mess and mop it up really quickly. We re-tether the dog, and I check out the customer, who jokes about the dogs peeing. I run to get the customer’s dog, and as soon as I hand it over, it pees. The customer and I both laugh about it, and I really wouldn’t have cared except the customer says:)

Customer: “Oh, look! He left you a tip!”

Me: “Oh, haha!”

(I drop paper towels onto the mess and the dog pees AGAIN!)

Customer: “Aw, another tip!”

Me: “…”

(The customer then walks out of the salon without actually leaving me any sort of tip whatsoever.)

Coworker: “What are you going to do with that amazing tip?”

Me: “It’s not even enough for me to drown myself in.”

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The Look On His Face Was Pure Goldfish

| WA, USA | Bad Behavior, Pets & Animals, Popular

(I am dealing with a customer who’s raising hell over late fees on his account that we refuse to waive. Notably, he pulled this same stunt on me the previous week, though bizarrely he doesn’t seem to recognize me until we until we get to this part of the exchange:)

Customer: “Do you know how much I spend in here? What if I said that, thanks to you, I’m never coming back and you can kiss my business goodbye?!”

Me: “I’d remind you that you said the same thing not more than seven days ago, yet here you are again.”

Customer: “What?! How do you know that?”

Me: “If you check your receipt you’ll find I’m the one who served you then. Also, you’re wearing the same outfit as the last time you were in here. It kind of makes you stand out, actually.”

(The customer looks down at the receipt in his hand, then to his flashy ensemble of expensive clothes. He looks back at me in shock.)

Customer: “Wait… you guys actually remember stuff like that?”

Me: “I’m actually surprised you don’t remember me considering it was only a week ago.”

Customer: “Uh… well, I do, but… s***, I thought you guys were like goldfish! Two hours and you forget everything… or something…”

(He eventually agreed to pay his late fees, still mumbling about how he couldn’t believe we still recalled who he was.)

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