Stamping Her Place In History

| Kill Devil Hills, NC, USA | Bigotry, History, Theme Of The Month

(A male customer comes into my post office. I am a female, as are all but one clerk here. The customer asks me for a stamp. My partial book is a Rosa Parks stamp; I hand him one. He becomes enraged.)

Customer: “A woman?! Don’t you have a picture of a cat or a dog, instead? A woman! I don’t even know who this person is! I will not use a woman!”

(I act calm, but I am furious.)

Me: “This woman is Ms. Rosa Parks. She worked for the freedom and equality of all people, of every color. She is one of the people who made sure people of every race are welcome here. And she did it all without any acts of violence.”

(He takes his stamp. He sees my fury, and backs down pretty fast. Surprisingly, he became a very gentlemanly customer after that.)

Weekly Roundup: Zombies

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Shaken About The Stirring

| NC, USA | Crazy Requests, Food & Drink

(We have a condiment bar right next to the door that offers various sugars, half & half, and other coffee additives that the customers can add themselves.)

Me: “Hi! What can I get you today?”

Customer: “I’ll have a decaf latte with two sugars, please.”

Me: “Certainly. Our sugar is over by the door for your convenience.”

Customer: “Oh, of course.”

(I ring him up, and my coworker makes his latte and hands it to me. I place it on the counter for the customer, who comes up and proceeds to stare at me.)

Me: “Yes? Is there anything else, sir?”

Customer: “Oh! I’m so sorry.”

(He runs across the shop to the door, picks out two packets of sugar, and then runs back and hands them to me expectantly.)

Me: “You want me to add them?”

Customer: “Of course!”

Me: “…okay.”

(I add the packets myself while he watches. I replace the lid and hand it back, but he continues to stare at me.)

Me: “Yes, sir?”

Customer: “The sugar is just going to settle at the bottom if you don’t stir it!”

Me: “The stirrers are provided for you at the condiment bar, sir.”

Customer: “Oh, fine! I’ll just do it myself.”

(He hustles out, grabbing a stirrer and clumsily trying to fix his coffee as he walks. My coworker stares at me.)

Coworker: “Did he just make all the effort of running all over the shop, just to have you pour his sugar in?”