No Tolerance For Gluten Intolerance

, , , , , | Friendly | July 30, 2018

(After struggling with multiple concerning symptoms for years, my Mom is diagnosed with Celiac disease. She takes it quite hard as she already has a few severe food allergies, and now she has to add gluten intolerance/allergy to the list. This happens around the time that “going gluten-free” started to become a trendy diet. We are having dinner with family friends and we’ve just told them about my Mom’s recent diagnosis.)

Friend: “Oh, so you’re trying out the gluten-free diet?”

Mom: “I wish I could just ‘try it out.’ This is a life thing; I have Celiac disease.”

Friend: “Oh, wow, okay.”

(Approximately a month later, same friend:)

Friend: “So, are you still doing the gluten-free diet? How do you like it?”

Mom: “I hate it, and I’m not ‘doing the diet.’ I have Celiac disease. I can’t have gluten, ever. I can’t go back to it.”

Friend: “Oh, right, okay.”

(Another month or so later:)

Friend: “Still going gluten-free, hey? You must have lost a ton of weight by now!”


Friend: “Okay, sheesh! No need to yell at me!”

Scheduled To Be An A**hole Today

, , , , | Right | July 28, 2018

(I work in the bakery of a grocery store. A customer comes and stands at the employee opening to the bakery, holding a half pie he bought the previous day.)

Me: “Can I help you with something?”

Customer: “Is [Coworker] working today?”

Me: “No, she has the day off. Maybe I can help you?”

Customer: “When does she work next?”

Me: “I’m sorry; I can’t tell you that.”

Customer: *getting agitated* “Why not?”

Me: “It’s against store policy to give out the schedule of employees to anyone. My manager and assist manager are both in today; would you like to speak to one of them?”

Customer: *now angry* Yes.”

(The manager comes down and talks with the customer. The customer takes a new half pie and walks off.)

Manager: “What happened with him?”

Me: “He wanted to know when [Coworker] worked next, and I refused to tell him.”

Manager: “He said you were very rude to him and refused to help him.”

Me: *explains what happened*

Manager: “That makes more sense. Okay.” *walks off*

(I turn around to see the customer hovering by the counter, listening to see if I got in trouble.)

Me: *“Have a nice day.” *smiles at customer and returns to work*

(I found out a week later he called head office to complain about me. Wish I had been a fly on the wall for that call! “That’s nice, sir; here’s a coupon.”)

Donut Be Like This Person

, , , , | Right | July 25, 2018

(This one’s all on me, because this website has made me paranoid. I pop into a coffee and donut shop. I’m waiting for my order, when my clerk holds up a donut.)

Clerk: “Is this the one you ordered, sir?”

(I look at it. It’s not, but it’s close enough to the one I ordered.)

Me: “Yeah, fine. Whatever.”

(The clerk’s about to hand me the donut, when the manager stops her.)

Manager: “Wait. Are you giving him the right donut? You know it’s very similar to [donut I actually ordered], and you’ve been getting them mixed up lately.”

Clerk: “Yes, it is the one he ordered. I asked him, and he said yes.” *turns to me* “Isn’t that right, sir?”

Me: “Actually, I did order [donut I actually ordered].”

Clerk:What? Why didn’t you say anything?”

Me: “I didn’t want to end up on”

I Do Work Here, Does Not Work Here

, , , , | Right | July 25, 2018

(I am fourteen years old, working at a hardware store. Our uniform is a black t-shirt with the name of the store on front. An older lady and her husband are inspecting a large solar rooster — it lights up when it gets dark. The couple are arguing about whether not it lights up.)

Me: “Miss, that rooster does light up.”

(The lady turns around, looks me up and down, and proclaims:)

Lady: “You don’t work here! You wouldn’t know!”

Me: “Yes, I do, and that rooster does indeed light up.”


Me: “Yes, I do, ma’am. See.” *pointing to the logo on my shirt*

Lady: *stares at the logo, then gasps, looking shocked* “You stole that! You can’t work here. You can’t work here. You are too young to work at a place like this. Twelve-year-olds work at lemonade stands! Why are you being idiotic?”

Me: “I don’t know, ma’am.”

(I hurried away, wondering why someone would pretend to work here.)

Five-Hour Gap In Your Geography

, , , , , | Working | July 19, 2018

(I call a tech company that is based in the USA. I’m in Canada.)

Tech Company: “Just drop into our nearest store and we can do this.”

Me: “That won’t happen.”

Tech Company: “What do you mean? It is just the next town over, right?”

Me: “Yes… which is about five hours away.”

Tech Company: “What do you mean? It’s the next town; it can’t be that far.”

Me: “You do realize how far apart cities are here in Canada, right?”

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