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Being Nice Isn’t In Her ‘Lexi’-con

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

(I work at a local veterinarian office as a part time handler and assistant. On one of my days off I bring my own dog in to get her checked. It is fairly crowded, so I take my dog over to an unoccupied corner to wait. A few minutes later a woman comes in literally dragging a young Boxer puppy through the door on a choke chain.)

Woman: *stomps up to the counter* “There’s something wrong with my dog!”

Tech: “I’m sorry to hear that! Can I get your name and some information on your little pup there?”

Woman: *yanks on leash, making the pup yelp* “It won’t listen to me! I’m doing all the d*** commands that your trainer told me to, and it won’t do s***! I’m using your advice, so fix it!”

Tech: “Ma’am, please don’t use that language. Can you tell me your puppy’s name?”

Woman: “Lexi. It won’t even walk right! How the h*** am I supposed to breed this b**** if it can’t learn simple s*** like this?!”

(At this point the poor pup’s eyes are bulging out and she is panting very roughly as the woman waves her arms around and yanks on the lead. I’m not much a fan of people breeding dogs, period, but this woman’s total lack of concern for her pup is setting off all sorts of alarm bells for me. I hang my dog’s leash on one of the provided hooks, give her a ‘stay’ gesture, and quickly go over to help.)

Tech: *looking distressed at the swearing* “Oh! Ma’am, if you need help with dog behavior, this young woman can help you. She’s an off duty handler and one of our best.” *looks to me expectantly* Do you think you can work your magic?”

Me: *gives enraged woman a dead stare* “Not on this b****.”

Woman: “I told you! I don’t need some f****** hippie kid to train my dog! It obviously has something wrong in the head!”

Me: *points to leash* “May I?” *I take the leash without waiting and then plop down on the ground to loosen the chain so that the puppy can breathe* “Hey there lil’ Lexi. Man, that must have been scary. So many new sights and smells and noises! New people and even new, bigger versions of you! I’d be peeing myself, seriously.”

Woman: “What the f*** are you doing?!”

Me: *rubbing the now much more receptive pup on the head* “I’m training her. Now, Lexi, sweetie. I know this big mean b**** has been bad. But I can’t whack her with a newspaper, so let’s set her right, huh? Now, I know that having something around your neck is really scary. But if we don’t do this, then the person with you might get lost and losing your human is punishable by a fine. So do you think you want to try walking with me for a minute?”

(I make a show to the pup of loosening her chain and going into a crouch. Lexi also stands up from her sit and looks at me.)

Me: “All right! Let’s go!”

(I pop up and walk a few steps. Little Lexi stays right next to me and we do a circuit of the waiting room. I give her praise and encourage her to ‘show off to the big guys’ as we go past the other dogs. We come around to my dog, who sniffs the newcomer then goes back to lounging, disinterested. Seeing that they have no issue with each other, I hang the pup’s leash up with my dog’s and go back to the counter.)

Me: “And that is why you ask nicely.”

Woman: “You’re a witch!”

(The woman started screaming profanities at how I ‘hexed’ her dog. The lead vet came out at the commotion and after we explained the situation, she threw the woman out and reported her to the police. When we looked at the security tapes from outside we saw her kick the poor pup when it wouldn’t move from her car, and she was later arrested for animal abuse. My dad’s girlfriend agreed to raise lil’ Lexi and she is now a very happy, sweet dog with no issues on a leash.)

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Not-So-Smart-Phone: The Movie

| Tyler, TX, USA | Bad Behavior, Movies & TV, Technology

(I’m checking theaters on a busy weekend, which means walking into each theater and making sure people aren’t on their phones, etc. A guy sitting on the very front row of a crowded theater has his MASSIVE phone out and even holds it up where everyone in the theater can see it, so I go up to him.)

Me: “Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to turn off your phone.”

Customer: “What phone?”

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Has No Reservations About His Comments

| Phoenix, AZ, USA | Bad Behavior, Bigotry, Popular

(In college, I am a bartender at one of those hole-in-the-wall places where men go to get drunk as quickly as possible. One night, our bouncer, who is Navajo, gets off while I still have hour on my shift, but he sits and drinks a Coke while he waits for me because my car is in the shop. The white guy sitting next to him strikes up a conversation. I missed the beginning, but it got louder.)

Customer: “You [expletive] Mexicans need to go home and find your own jobs. Stop taking our jobs. You took my job!”

Bouncer: “I already told you, buddy. I’m Navajo.”

Customer: “Oh. But they’re taking our jobs! I got fired and they gave my job to some Mexican!”

Bouncer: “I’m sorry to hear that.”

(The customer keeps ranting about immigrants stealing jobs and asking the bartender what he’s doing to stop them, and how he’s voting on a certain bill, as the bouncer gets more and more annoyed and finally snaps.)

Bouncer: “You know what, buddy? How about you shut up and just drink your beer there.”

Customer: “I bet you’re a liberal. I bet you’re a traitor. You’re probably glad they’re taking all the jobs so you can be a lazy [expletive] down on the rez, huh?”

Bouncer: “I have a job, sir, but I’m glad they’re taking yours. Seems to me your people stole this land, so I don’t feel at all sorry you’re getting it stolen from you, no.”

(It took the customer a minute to work that out, then he got up and tried to swing at the bouncer. He missed completely and nearly fell, and was escorted out of the bar.)

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Trafficking False Complaints

| VA, USA | Bad Behavior, Liars & Scammers

(I work as a resident assistant at a small university and this happens at 2:00 am during my shift. The campus is in the middle of the woods several miles from the city, and being the middle of the night there is not a soul in sight outside the office.)

Coworker: “It’s so quiet. I’m going to fall asleep if I don’t do something! How about I order us some sandwiches from [local, late night Sandwich Shop]?”

Me: “I’m not hungry, but feel free to get yourself something.”

(She orders her food, and ten minutes later goes to meet the delivery driver who pulls up right next to our office, despite it being difficult to find on the private campus roads.)

Coworker: *storming back into the office* “I cannot believe him! That was totally unacceptable!”

Me: “Oh, my goodness, are you all right? What happened?”

Coworker: “The nerve of him! He expected me to walk off the sidewalk and go to the driver’s window to pay him! I can’t believe it!”

Me: “…I don’t understand.”

Coworker: “Neither do I! How dare he expect me to walk into the middle of the road where I could be hit by traffic! He should have gotten out and come to me!”

Me: “Are you serious? What traffic? It’s a private road and his car is the only one we’ve seen in the last two hours. He even parked right next to a crosswalk for you!”

Coworker: “He could have gotten me KILLED!! I’m calling to complain about him!”

(Despite my protests she called the shop, and gave a very dramatic account of how she “could have died” by being asked to step out in “heavy traffic,” and even made up that he nearly hit her with his car! Ten minutes later the SAME DRIVER is sent back to give her a free cookie and a refund.)

Coworker: *walking back in with a smug look on her face and waving her returned $3.00* “See? It pays to complain! I hope they fire him!”

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Making Unwarranted Comments

| KY, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Liars & Scammers, Popular, Wild & Unruly

(I am the longest-working employee at a locally-owned business. The store sells batteries in any shape and size, so here I am manning the front, when a customer I recognize comes in with a particular brand battery. The battery in question is obviously beat up, and half the labels on it are gone.)

Customer: “I need to get a new one of these.”

Me: “All right, well, a new one of those runs [amount].”

Customer: “No, this is under warranty.”

Me: “Fair enough; do you have the receipt?”

Customer: “No, I bought it here.”

Me: “Okay, hang on just a second.” *I check our system and find no receipt for the customer for an item of this brand* “I’m sorry, but we haven’t ever sold one of this brand to you before.”

Customer: “Yeah, you did.”

Me: “I have no record of it here.”

Customer: “It’s when you were at the old location. I bought it new there.”

Me: “No, sir. I’m sorry, but we didn’t sell those new at the old location.”

Customer: “Yeah, you did. How would you know? I bought a new one there.”

Me: “I’d know because I was at the old location and we didn’t start selling that brand until about a year after we moved here.”

Customer: “I want you to give me a new one.”

Me: “I can’t do that. I don’t have any receipt on one of these for you.”

(At this point, with a line of customers behind him, he starts cussing me out. I’m a big dude, 6’3” and tip the scales at about 280, as well as knowing how to handle myself, so I’m just standing there, letting him yell at me in full view of other customers and our security cameras.)

Me: “All right, listen. We didn’t sell those new at the old location, I don’t have a receipt so I’m not going to warranty that out for you, and stop talking to me like that.”

Customer: “I’m going to tell your f***ing boss about this!”

Me: “Go right ahead; tell me how it turns out.”

Customer: “I ought to f***ing make you do this.”

Me: “I wouldn’t recommend that.”

(The customer storms out, still cussing me out. The next customer in line watches him go while I lean on the counter and take a few deep breaths.)

Me: “I’m sorry, I need just a second.”

Next Customer: “I’m impressed, I expected a big guy like you to come around the counter and beat the h*** out of him for talking to you like that.”

Me: “Nah, we’ve got cameras. What can I do for you?”

(And that’s how you impress a big company buyer and make a thousand dollar sale.)

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