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Category: Family & Kids

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Always Fresh Things To Complain About

| Independence, MO, USA | Family & Kids, Food & Drink

(I’m working register at night when a woman who appears to be in her early thirties comes in and orders a meal with fries and chicken nuggets. There are already fries made but we are waiting on the nuggets to finish cooking.)

Customer: “Can I get older fries and nuggets? I don’t want my daughter to burn her mouth.”

Me: “Well we can get you older fries but we have to wait on chicken nuggets to finish cooking.”

Customer: “But my daughter could burn her mouth if it’s fresh.”

Me: “You could wait a bit before giving it to her.”

(She continued to be mad about getting fresh chicken nuggets until she left. The first and only time I’ve seen someone complain about getting fresh food.)

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Probably Not Adhering To The Lobby Dress-Code

| Minneapolis, MN, USA | Family & Kids, Hotels & Lodging, Love/Romance, Popular

(I check in a young, very attractive couple on a Friday evening.)

Me: “That’s it; you’re all set. Enjoy your stay!”

Girl: “Oh, we will. I’m touring my boyfriend’s college and he decided to make it a romantic night instead of staying in his dorm!”

(Come Sunday I’m working the desk when I see the young man running through the lobby, completely naked. Hot on his heels is an older man, and following him is the girl also very naked.)

Girl: *yelling* “Dad, stop!”

(Security managed to stop the dad, but the boyfriend was out the door and down the street before they could stop him. The police brought him back a few hours later, laughing their asses off. Apparently Dad had gotten a fraud alert when his daughter used her card out of state and had noticed some interesting purchases. Mom came in a few days later and made Dad apologize.)

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Wishes She Could Exchange Her Child

, | Neuquén, Argentina | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids

(I’m working in a kiosk inside a shopping center that sells mostly toys. A mother with her ten-year-old son comes and start looking for an action figure.)

Me: “From that series we have only this two models left. We are going to get some more next week.”

Mother: “This are fine, thank you.” *to her son* “Which one do you want?”

Son: “Mm… eh… This one! No, no! This one!”

(I gave him the toy and I put the other one back in the place where I took it from. The mother pays and the little kid start getting anxious.)

Son: “No, no! I want the other one! I don’t know which one to choose!”

Mother: “Okay… Can we exchange it?”

Me: “Of course!”

(I take the second toy from its place and I gave it to the kid, who ended up exchanging them. I save the first one and immediately he starts throwing a fit.)

Son: “NO, THE OTHER ONE! I DON’T KNOW WHICH ONE TO CHOOSE!”

(The kid starts crying and screaming. Everyone is now looking at us. I take the saved toy and exchange them again. The kid seems happier for a moment.)

Mother: “That’s it? That’s the one you wanted?”

Son: “Yes! No! I DON’T KNOW WHICH ONE TO CHOOSE!”

(The kid starts with the tantrum AGAIN, screaming and falling to the floor crying. I have no idea what to do anymore and the mother starts to laugh because she can’t believe what’s happening.)

Mother: “Okay, let’s exchange it one more time!”

Son: *happily* “Okay!”

(He stands up and I exchange the toys. The same thing follows two more times: I gave him the toy and as soon I take the other one away, hell is released. I know that he want his mother to buy both of them, but this is insane and the mother doesn’t take the hint or pretend that she doesn’t.)

Mother: *calmly* “That was the last exchange, [Son]. I’m leaving.” *to me* “Thank you for your patience.”

Me: *dumbfounded* “Oh, no problem, ma’am.”

(She leaves, leaving her son still on the floor, screaming and crying.)

Son: “I DON’T KNOW WHICH ONE TO CHOOSE!”

Me: *internally screaming*