Unfiltered Story #101638

, | Unfiltered | December 13, 2017

[I am a Pharmacy Tech working for a pharmacy inside a retail store. Our lunch is normally 1:00 – 1:30, and the pharmacy is closed and locked during that half hour. I am up at the checkouts, buying a drink to go with my lunch, when the following occurs:]

Store Manager: [My Name], is this customer’s prescription ready? (he is standing with an impatient looking woman on her phone)
Me: Oh, I’m sorry [Manager], we’re on lunch right now.
Store Manager: Ah. (turning to customer) I’m sorry ma’am, their on lunch. They’ll be back by 1:30 if you’d like to wait.
Customer: But I called my prescription in at 11:00!
Me: Yes ma’am, but the pharmacy is locked. I can’t–
Customer: Unlock it!
Me: E-excuse me?
Customer: Unlock it! I know you have the keys. Unlock it and give me my prescription! I need it!
Me: (confused) Ma’am, I don’t have the keys to the pharmacy, only [Pharmacist] has them.
Customer: (to Manager) I know she’s got the keys. She’s lying to me! I’ve seen her use the keys before?

[Let it be known that I’ve never had keys to the pharmacy. If I leave, I have to knock on the door to be let back in.]

Me: I’m very sorry, but I don’t have keys. (Edging towards break room) I’ll be more than happy to help you at 1:30, or we keep your prescription for 7 days.
Customer: No! I’m in a hurry, I need my prescription now!
Me: (to Manager) I’m sorry, i have to go. I’m sorry, ma’am.

(Cut to 1:30, when the pharmacist and I are walking together back to the pharmacy. The customer has decided to wait, despite being in a hurry. she is the first one in line when we unlock the pharmacy and open the windows)

Me: Hello, ma’am. What’s your last name?
Customer: (to Pharmacist) Your little assistant is a liar. She refused to help me earlier.
Pharmacist: (confused) I’m sorry? What’s the problem?
Customer: I needed my prescription at 1:00, and she wouldn’t give it to me! She wouldn’t unlock the pharmacy!
Pharmacist: Well, she couldn’t. She doesn’t have a key.
Customer: I KNOW she has a key! I’ve seen her use them before!
Pharmacist: (laughing) Ma’am? She DOES NOT have one. I know this for sure.
Customer: How are you so certain? I’ve seen her with a key!
Pharmacist: It’s against federal law for her to have one, and the only one who could have given her one is me!

[To our surprise, she continued to insist that despite it being against the law, I had a key and just refused to help her. She even tried to make it a race issue at one point and brought it back up to the Store Manager, who laughed it off as well. Even though I don’t work there anymore, it still remains a funny story we retell when talking about the ‘retail crazies’.]

These People Are Still Allowed To Buy Guns

, , , , | Right | November 25, 2017

Customer: “Aye, man, you ever heard of that new gun called the [Gun]? It’s like a .380.”

Me: “Negative. Who makes it?”

Customer: “Uh, those guys.” *pointing to a [Brand] gun*

Me: “A [Brand] [Gun]? Negative. Why do you ask?”

Customer: “Ah, you know, man, I read online that it had all types of technological issues.”

Me: “Really? Like what?”

Customer: “I read that the gun goes off without any bullets in it.”

Me: “Let me clarify; the gun has no ammunition in it, and no round chambered?”

Customer: “Yeah, man, and it still goes off.”

Me: *walks away*

Unfiltered Story #99517

, | Unfiltered | November 7, 2017

In high school I had just gotten my first cell phone. After having it for a couple days I started getting calls for someone I did not know, and I would tell them wrong number. Turns out it was a debt company and whoever they were looking for either had my number last or gave them my number as a fake.

For about 2-3 months I would constantly tell them wrong number that I didn’t know whoever it was they were calling about. But being teenage me I also choose not to tell my mom either about it thinking I could handle my own phone. The calls got more frequent and my phone went off in class from the company calling it. Because phones weren’t allowed in class, the teacher took it up and my mom had to go to the school to get it.

Of course I got a tongue lashing from my mom about having my phone in class instead of my locker. I then explained to her what had been going on to prevent from getting into trouble. The company called my phone again, my mom answered and chewed out the representative for the better part of an hour about them harassing a teenage girl. My mom then gave me my phone back and said if they call again to hand her the phone again. It took about three more rounds against my mom before the company finally stopped calling.

That Snow Mountain…

, , , , , , , | Working | October 20, 2017

(My mother is an x-ray technician at a large hospital in Alabama, and it should be noted that she grew up in the Rocky Mountains of Nevada. One day, everyone starts rushing around frantically, and half the staff are heading home early. When she asks, she is told…)

Coworker #1: “I have to get up the mountain before the storm hits!”

Mom: “Mountain? What mountain? And what do you mean, ‘before the storm hits?’”

Coworker #1: “They just announced a snowstorm is going to hit Huntsville, starting in just a few hours. They’ve already cancelled schools and sent the kids home early. But a lot of us live on the other side of the mountain, so we need to get there before the storm hits, or we’ll never make it!”

Mom: “Again, what mountain? There are no mountains around here.”

(After a few more rounds of useless talk, and hearing the weather report for herself, she finally drags the coworker to a window.)

Mom: “What mountain?!”

Coworker #1: “Over there!”

Mom: *squints* “That’s not a mountain. That’s a hill. Maybe. More like a gentle rise.”

(Just then, another hospital employee comes up with a clipboard, looking rather harried.)

Nurse: “Okay, [Mom]… [Mom]…. Oh! Right. Your ride is [Coworker #2], and he’ll be there to pick you up at 5:30 tomorrow.”

Mom: “My ride? I drive myself, thanks. And my shift doesn’t start until 8:00, anyway.”

Nurse: “Oh, I know. But with all the snow, most people won’t be able to make it in. So, we’ve dropped to the bare essential staff, and everyone with four-wheel-drive is going around to pick up everybody else. You’re on [Coworker #2]’s route, and he’ll be there at 5:30.”

Mom: “You do realize I’m from Nevada, right? Rocky Mountains? Snow? My car has front-wheel drive. I’ll be here for my shift. You can take me off the list.”

Nurse: “But you need four-wheel-drive to drive in snow! What if you don’t make it? What if you crash? The ambulances won’t get to you in time!”

Mom: “We’re expecting ‘up to an inch.’ It’s not exactly a blizzard. I’ll be fine. Take my name off the list, because if someone comes pounding on my door at 5:30, my husband and I will not be pleased.”

(Mom left at her normal time and made it home, on the other side of the “mountain,” just fine. A little slow, due to traffic, but fine. The next morning, she likewise made it into work without incident, and was the only person who was well-rested, having slept her normal eight hours, instead of carpooling in hours early.)

For When Your Brain Just Goes Ker-Chunk

, , , , | Working | October 19, 2017

(I work in a small retail store, in which we have a manual “sticker gun” that we use to create price labels for merchandise. You set the price, pull a trigger, and a price label comes out. Due to the noise it makes every time you pull the trigger, my coworker and I start calling it the “ker-chunker” and the labels in it are always referred to as “doo-hickeys.” We always know exactly what we mean when one of us says to the other “hand me the ker-chunker,” but we get weird looks from customers, which is expected. My coworker calls the supply company to order more labels. She gets on the phone with the supply rep, and completely freezes.)

Coworker: “I need… some doo-hickeys. For my ker-chunker.”

Rep: *without missing a beat* “Oh. Labels for your price gun? What size?”

Coworker: *amazed* “How on earth did you do that?!”

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