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No Clue At The Zoo, Part 2

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

(I am currently shopping in a local feed store for some baby chicks. I like to pick them myself, but I always make sure to have a store employee help me. This day, there are quite a lot of people in the store. I ask an employee for help and we go over to the chicks, where there is a mother and her children around looking at them.)

Employee: “Does anyone here need any chicks?”

Mother: “Nope, we are just looking.”

Employee: “Okay, I am going to have to ask you to move because this lady would like to purchase some chicks.”

Mother: “In a few minutes. My kids are looking at them right now.”

Employee: “Ma’am, please step aside so that this customer may pick out and purchase her chicks. I promise you can look at them again after.”

Mother: “No! My children are having fun! You don’t want to spoil their fun, do you?”

(At this point, the kids are distracted by the bunnies anyways, but their mother stubbornly stands in front of the chick brooder, refusing to move.)

Employee: “Ma’am, your children aren’t even here anymore. This lady would like to purchase some of these chicks. Please move so that she can see into the brooder to pick them.”

Mother: “Well, I never! I have never been treated so badly at a zoo!”

Me: “Ma’am, this isn’t a zoo. It’s a feed store. Now the gentleman has asked you several times to move politely. I won’t be so polite. Move.”

(I gently pushed my way past her and started opening the brooder to get a better look. She stomped off in a huff and complained at the front desk. I am a regular at that store, and when I explained the situation to the manager, she laughed at the woman and told her she supported her employees right to ask her to move.)

Related:
No Clue At The Zoo

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Got Breast Milk?

| Chesterfield, MO, USA | Crazy Requests, Extra Stupid, Family & Kids, Health & Body

(I work at a daycare, taking care of babies. My one-year-old son is one of the babies in my room. One day, when a parent comes to pick up her own child, she sees me nursing my son.)

Parent: “Oh, do you do that for all the babies?”

(She actually thought I breastfed all of the babies in my room, not just my son.)

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He Paid Attention

| Lafayette, LA, USA | Bizarre, Family & Kids, Popular

(A young boy, around ten, walks into the store and grabs a piece of candy directly from the bins, holding it in his hand as he looks at other candies.)

Me: “Put it in a bag, please.”

Boy: “Huh?”

Me: *indicating the candy in his hand* “You need to put it in a bag so you can get it weighed and pay for it.”

Boy: “Oh. I wasn’t going to pay for it.”

Me: “Then you can’t have it.”

(I hold my hand out to him and he comes up and hands me the candy, obviously confused that he wasn’t allowed to just take whatever he wanted. I just wish adults were so well behaved when it came to not getting free candy!)

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An Un-fee-sable Excuse

| MN, USA | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids, Health & Body, Money, Popular

(I work in the billing department of a large mental health clinic with multiple locations. Many clients call in to dispute missed appointment fees that accrue when a client no calls and/or no shows. The mother of a client calls:)

Me: “[Clinic] Billing Dept. This is [My Name]. How can I help you?”

Mom: “I need you to remove the fee on my son’s account. I was really confused about the appointment.”

Me: “Okay, let’s look into it. So, what was confusing about the appointment?”

Mom: “Well, I didn’t think he had to go.”

Me: “Why is that?”

Mom: “Well, nothing has changed since the last appointment. The meds aren’t doing anything.”

Me: “He was still scheduled for an appointment, and the doctor would want to know if there weren’t any changes, so she could adjust the medications or try a different course of action.”

Mom: *suddenly sounding angry* “But you didn’t even send his medications to the pharmacy!”

Me: “Wait, so he hasn’t been taking his medication since three months ago?!”

Mom: “NO! Your stupid doctor didn’t send over the prescription!”

Me: “Okay. I have to ask: did you call us to see if we could re-send the prescription?”

Mom: “Well, no.”

Me: “Let me make sure I’m understanding this correctly. You came in for the appointment, and your son was prescribed [Medication]. You went to the pharmacy, and they didn’t have the prescription. You didn’t call us to notify the doctor that he would be without meds. Your son hasn’t been on his meds now for three months. You didn’t think he needed to be seen because his behavior hasn’t changed. And you want me to remove the fee even though you knew that he had an appointment at that day and time?”

Mom: “Yes, exactly!” *calmer now that I understand*

Me: “Well. I’ll see what I can do. Meanwhile, I’m going to notify his doctor about the situation, and I want you to schedule an appointment as soon as possible.”

(The call ended there. I looked, and we HAD sent the prescription, twice, both times confirmed by the pharmacy. At this point, I wasn’t even upset that she wanted the fee removed even though she knew about the appointment. I was angry that she had such blatant disregard for her eight-year-old’s health!)

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The Party Is Going To Pot

| UK | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids, Popular

(Every so often, my mother and I go to a pot painting cafe together. It’s run by an older woman, but the rest of the staff are in their late teens. It also holds birthday parties in a separate room upstairs. On this particular day, my cousin and aunt are with us, and only the teen girls are at work. A woman comes in with her two kids for a party being held for her daughter. She then walks out to her car, leaving the kids in the cafe. The kids ask if they can go up to the party room, and the girl at the counter agrees. Then the mother comes in, goes upstairs, and comes downstairs fuming.)

Customer: *shouting* “How DARE you tell my kids what to do?”

Staff Member: “I- I’m sorry?”

Customer: “No one is allowed to boss my kids around! What gives you the right to tell them where to go and what to do?”

Staff Member: *on verge of tears* “I- I didn’t—”

My Aunt: *interrupting* “She didn’t tell them what to do. They asked to go upstairs!”

Customer: “What?”

My Mother: “Yes, I saw the whole thing. They asked to go upstairs and she let them.”

(The woman storms off upstairs to check. The staff member goes into the back, clearly crying her eyes out. A little later, the staff member is back at the till, and the woman comes downstairs again.)

Customer: *somewhat insincerely* “Oh, no, dear, I’m so sorry. Did I make you cry?”

Staff Member: It’s okay…

Customer: “Oh, no, dear, I’m just stressed because a lot of kids cancelled and I need to re-organise things… I was thinking that, since there are less kids, they could do more expensive pots…”

(My family then watches in disbelief as the woman changes literally every aspect of the party, on the actual day. The next week, my mother and I are back, and the owner comes over to talk to us.)

Owner: “Were you here last week?”

My Mother: “Yes, why?”

Owner: “Do you mind telling me exactly what happened with that woman who came in about the party?”

(We explain what we saw and said, the owner’s frown getting deeper all the while.)

Owner: “Right, I just had to check what [Staff Member] said. Thank you for sticking up for her.”

My Mother: “It was nothing. Did something else happen?”

Owner: *sighs* “That woman booked with us last year and shouted at me for passing her on the stairs. Usually for parties we insist on people spending £11 per child, but she only paid £6 this year. To make matters worse, she’s not paid for two tiles – one was abandoned and re-done, and the other broke in the kiln. We think one of the kids smacked it on the table, or something. Hopefully, she’s coming in today to pick the tiles up, because I’m not in tomorrow and [Staff Member] will be in charge. We’ve tried to be diplomatic with this woman, but she’s self-centred and has spoilt those two kids absolutely rotten. Her mother is just as bad – she came in last year. And that’s not even the worst part.”

Me: “What could possibly be worse?”

Owner: “The kids’ names. They’re called Emperor and Empress.”

My Mother: “You’re joking.”

Owner: “I’m not.”

(The last I heard, that woman was banned from booking any more parties at that cafe. No word on whether she paid for the two extra tiles or not.)

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