Unfiltered Story #57108

usa | Unfiltered

(I work at a self-serve frozen yogurt place. Customers pick what yogurts they want and fill the cup with whatever amount, flavor and toppings they want. We had a reward system where customers would get a ‘punch card’ and for every yogurt they bought, we would punch a hole in the card and 9 punches won you a free yogurt. We stopped this 3-4 months ago and have been telling customers this and promoting our new system, through email, QR codes and points as opposed to punches. A customer comes to the register with her yogurt to be weighed.)

Me: Hi, how are you?

Customer: Good. *Hands me a coupon and an incomplete punch card*

Me: *Takes the coupon and applies it* Oh I’m sorry, I can’t punch that. We stopped using that system a while back and have moved on to a new system.

Customer: That’s really disappointing. I worked really hard on getting these punches.

Me: I’m sorry, I know, that’s why when you sign up for the new program, you get 4 ounces free yogurt to kind of make up for that.

Customer: Well ok. How does it work?

(The customer is older and the system is fairly technology reliant so I try to explain the 2 slightly different methods to her as simply as I can which involve either your smartphone or a plastic QR code keyring attachment)

Customer: I don’t want to scan anything! I just want my free yogurt!

Me: I’m sorry, can I explain it another way?

Customer: No. This is my last visit. I’m lucky there are 2 other yogurt places near here.

(Neither of which offer any kind of rewards system.)

Me: I’m sorry you feel that way.

Customer: Yeah. And I’m calling customer services on you!

Me: I’m sorry, what did I do?

Customer: *Leaves in a huff*

Me: *Confused*


Unfiltered Story #57107

Connecticut | Unfiltered

(sooooo this story takes place went I was still in food service. I was a bus boy at one point for a popular sandwich chain, Contrary to popular belief I can be pretty friendly and this story takes place when I wasn’t as fat but still pretty intimidating looking. This is about a little girl and her stupid mom who has a horrible judgement of character)

little girl runs up to me and say HI

me- Hi, how are you

(here comes mom)

Mom- Back away from Him honey we don’t talk to convicted felons

(at this line you all know I’m thinking of something smart to say)

Me- You know not all of us “convicted felons” as you say are bad people. We are just in wrong place and wrong time.

Mom- B*****T All you guys do is rob banks and kill people.

Me- Do you even know Why I was in jail?

Mom- Whatever Its was its the reason you work here because you cant get a real job

Me- Well that statement is fairly accurate, the reason I was in jail was for an attempted murder charge for beating a guy within an inch of his life for trying to molest a child, but because of judgemental people like you stating we convicted felons are all bad people the only job i could get to support myself is a bus boy.

(mom proceeds to have this look of shock on her face grabs her daughter and leaves)

My manager- Were you really in Jail?

Me- Dude you know I wasn’t you hired me and did my background check

(moral of the story, Don’t judge a book by it’s cover, Most scary looking people would run into a burning building to save your judgemental self)


Unfiltered Story #57106

Toledo, OH, USA | Unfiltered

Not the worst bad listener ever, but just a small sample of what I have to deal with every day.

Caller: This is _____. I need to speak with _____.

Me: One moment please.

Caller: I spoke with him yesterday and blah, blah, blah.

Me: One moment please.

Caller: I need to reschedule my appointment because blah, blah, blah.

Me: One moment please, while I get you to his assistant.

Caller continues to talk. I cut him off at this point and just transferred him.

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