Category: Family & Kids

A Minor Case Of Bad Language

| Red Deer, AB, Canada | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids, Language & Words

(I work in the video game part of a toy store. A little kid is playing video games that we have on demo. We assume the man walking around looking at the other video games and consoles is the child’s guardian.)

Child: “Why the f*** did I die?! That was bull-s***!”

(When I hear this I walk up to the man who is browsing and ask him if the child is his. When he says no, I walk over to the child.)

Me: “I’m sorry but it isn’t appropriate for you to be using that language in this store.”

Child: “I say whatever the f*** I want.”

(At this time my manager hears what the child is saying and walks up to us.)

Manager: “Where are your parents?”

Child: “They know I’m here.”

Manager: “That’s not what I asked; I want to know who you are with and where they are.”

Child: “Fine. They are with my sister in the doll section.”

(My manager goes over the intercom to call for the child’s parents. Minutes later the parents came to the video game section angry they were called over.)

Customer: “Why was I called over? I was with my daughter!”

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but your child isn’t supposed to be left alone in this department; if someone were to grab him—”

Customer: “But he’s playing video games and you are here. He will be fine.”

Manager: “It is not my associate’s responsibility to watch over your child while you wander around the store.”

Customer: “But he is right there!”

Me: “It’s still not my responsibility. We get busy pretty fast in this department and if your child was grabbed while I was with another customer, it would not be my fault. That isn’t the only reason we called you down here. He is using adult language and it isn’t appropriate for a child his age to say words like that.”

Customer: “He is ten; he can say whatever he wants.”

(After arguing with the customer she finally got fed up and left. She forgot her daughter, who she left unattended in the doll section. She came back five minutes later asking why we never told her she forgot someone.)

Getting Karma Is Child’s Play

| London, England, UK | Bad Behavior, Family & Kids

(It is my first day of work in a shop ever. There is a child running around, picking up clothes and dropping them on the floor, all while her mother watches and says nothing. I am picking up after her trail of destruction.)

Mother: “Hello?” *I pretend not to hear her as long as I can as a kind of punishment* “Hello!”

Me: “Hellooo?”

Mother: *with a pack of tights* “These are on the sale rack but they aren’t marked down. Check them.”

Me: “I don’t know why they’d be on there. These aren’t on sale; the rest of the stock are on the non-sale.” *I point at the rest of the identical tights at full price*

Mother: “They were on the sale…”

Me: *roughly grabbing the tights and sighing heavily* “I’ll check then.”

(I spend as long as I can finding the scanner and checking the price, which of course has not been reduced. Nope, not on sale.)

Mother: “They were on the sale—”

Me: “—well, sometimes people let their children play with the stock and it gets mixed up for other people.”

Mother: *looks at her kid who has just strewn designer clothes on the floor, turns red, and walks off*

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Mama Mulch

| Nashville, TN, USA | Family & Kids

(There is a regular at the garden center who is a major hoarder. We always carry customers’ purchases to their cars, and hers is always filled with old, decaying junk and has a disgusting smell.)

Me: “There’s no more room in the back, ma’am. Where would you like these bags of mulch?”

Customer: “Put it in the front seat.”

(I open the car door, and there is an elderly woman in the front seat.)

Customer: “Oh, mom! I forgot you were in here. Well, just put them in her lap.”

Don’t Let Your Hair Go

| NH, USA | Family & Kids, Movies & TV

(When I arrive at work, I realize I have forgotten my purse. As I am wearing prescription sunglasses and my regular prescription glasses are in my purse, I must return to my car to retrieve it, making me late. My boss is very understanding, but I am still stressed out about it until the following happens on my way back. Note that I am wearing my extremely dark hair in a single braid over one shoulder, black jeans, sunglasses, and a dark turquoise knit tee.)

Little Girl: *waves at me* “Hi!”

Me: *waves back* “Hi!”

Little Girl: “Daddy! Daddy! She looks like Elsa!”

Dad: “She… does?”

Me: “Um, I think it’s the braid.”

Dad: “Oh!”

(It made my day!)

You Can’t Make Up This

| Murfreesboro, TN, USA | Family & Kids, Health & Body

(I work at a cosmetics counter in a department store. A lot of men like to joke as they walk by, saying something like “Will you put some makeup on me and make me prettier?” My answer is always the same. This man, however, one-upped me.)

Customer: “Will you put some makeup on me?” *laughs*

Me: “If you want to sit down, I will!”

Customer: “All right, put some eyeliner on me and let’s see if my kids notice!”

(I put some brown eyeliner on him and he left to go find his family, but not before insisting I take a tip from him. He ended up shoving five bucks in my uniform pocket and just walking away. About ten minutes later, he walked back by.)

Customer: *loudly whispering* “They haven’t even noticed yet!”

(Thanks, random man, for making me smile and buying my coworkers and me Cokes with your tip!)

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