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Who’s Firing Whom?

, , , , | Right | CREDIT: ssstox97 | June 18, 2021

Most of the guests at our hotel are businessmen. The guys from this particular company have been staying at our hotel for a while, and I get along very well with a few of them.

One evening, probably around five, after my managers have left, three guys from that company come down and ask to buy beers and snacks. I sell the first two guys their beers and snacks no problem. I can’t remember exactly what the third guy says, but it makes me mad, and I can tell he is already drunk, so I refuse to sell him alcohol. In the state I live in, it’s illegal to sell alcohol to intoxicated people, so I use that as my excuse. He does not like this.

Guest: “You racist b****!”

Then he starts yelling at me.

Me: “Please go back to your room.”

But he isn’t leaving. Luckily, his two coworkers are still there and take him out of the lobby. He goes back to his room and it is over, or so I think.

I get a call from his manager, who I know, asking what happened. I guess one of his coworkers called and told him about the incident. I explain what happened.

Me: “[Guest] will not be allowed in the lobby if he’s going to be drunk and disrespectful.”

Manager: “I’m very sorry for his behavior. I’ll get him on a new assignment, and he’ll be leaving later this week. If anything else happens, call me.”

Me: “All right, sounds good to me.”

About thirty minutes later, the guest comes back down, yelling at me about how his manager called him and is making him leave. He then pulls out his phone and starts to record me on Facebook Live.

Guest: “This employee won’t sell me alcohol because she’s a racist b****!”

He then goes into the shop and, on video, steals beer from the cooler.

Guest: “I’m going to get you fired!”

And he starts screaming at me again. Unfortunately, his coworkers aren’t in the lobby, so all I can do is tell him to go back to his room, which he eventually does.

I look up the guests’ reservations and call the number on file for the manager I talked to earlier to tell him what happened. I get a voicemail for who I think is his other manager; I know him, as well. I leave a voicemail explaining what happened, and he calls me back almost immediately. I find out that he’s actually the manager of the company.

Owner: “I’m sorry. Since it’s late, I can’t get him a flight to leave tonight, but he has a flight out of here first thing in the morning.”

A few days went by, and I got a phone call, and it was from the Human Resources team of their company. I explained the situation and they apologized. I then got a call from their risk management team, and they apologized. The next time I was at work, all of the managers, owner, and employees came and apologized. The guy got fired, and every person in the company had to have harassment and sexual harassment class.

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Rage-Tweet Defeat

, , , , , , | Right | June 16, 2021

The company I work for has a policy of checking the IDs of all people in a group if they shop together and buy alcohol. In my experience, that’s a pretty common practice. Unfortunately, quite often, those who don’t have their ID will ask if they can just step outside. The answer is still no, because we know they’re shopping together.

Two women in their early to mid-twenties come in together. My coworker and I see them shopping together, including going to the liquor aisle together. I have a strong feeling that one of them is underage, so I make sure my coworker checks both women’s IDs when ringing them up.

Eventually, I get called to the front. One of the girls is at the register and is visibly livid. As I suspected, the other girl does not have an ID. The sale was denied, and the girl at the register is furious that we won’t sell the liquor, even with her friend outside in the car. She throws a fit, demanding corporate’s number and my name to file a complaint.

While this is going on, a woman lines up behind them. I guess here I should point out that my coworker, this woman, and I are all white; the two women purchasing the alcohol are black. Despite hearing me explain to the first girl why the sale was denied, the other woman demands to know why the sale is denied. She clearly thinks we are being racist even though she doesn’t know about the other girl.

We never hear from the first two, but this woman goes to Twitter to express her rage at this racial injustice. Luckily, the security cameras show the entire scenario, and we see [Girl #2] handing [Girl #1] money to buy said alcohol. Case closed!

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Nothing Going On Upstairs

, , , , , | Right | June 15, 2021

I’m checking wristbands at a music festival when a very drunk man comes to the door.

Me: “Sir, can I see your wristband?”

He tries to show me the stamp from a nearby bar.

Me: “Sorry, sir, you need a wristband to get in here.”

Drunk: “I’m upstairs with the band.”

Me: “There is no upstairs here.”

Drunk: “Oh, I should find out where I need to be.”

Me: “You do that, sir.”

Never saw him again.

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Or, The One That Made Her Own Choice

, , , , | Right | June 9, 2021

I overhear the following conversation between a sullen-looking man and a bartender at a rather large wedding.

Bartender: “You doing all right? You seem pretty down. Anything I can get you?”

Man: “I’ll take a [scotch]. Just saw the ‘one that got away’ and it hit me like a punch to the gut.”

Bartender: “That’s rough. What does she look like? I’ll keep an eye out and give you a heads up if she heads this way.”

Man: “She’s the one in white.”

At that point, the bartender just turned his single into a double and didn’t say a word.

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Extra Beer In Germany? Shocking

, , , , | Right | June 6, 2021

I’m waiting tables at a Greek restaurant in the summer. I have a party of ten to twelve people in their thirties celebrating a birthday at a table outside of the restaurant. Everything goes smoothly and they have fun, ordering their dinner and drinking beer.

When I want to clear their plates, one of them complains jokingly.

Customer: “We’re always out of beers! Why don’t you bring us five beers every time you come outside, and just put them on the table here and we’ll pass them around as needed?”

Dutiful and with a huge smile — big table, funny as can be, and drinking their heads off — I comply and bring more beer than ever outside and am always greeted by “oohs” and “ahhs” and sometimes clapping and comments like, “You saved the day!”

I have a lot of fun and think to myself that this will be the table that will be tipping the most, and certainly, I have genuine fun waiting on them. They leave sometime later and my boss rings them up. When I ask, they have left no tip — in Germany, it is common but not necessary to leave a tip — and I’m a little bummed.

The next day, the birthday boy himself and his girlfriend come back and ask for me. I get €50 as a tip for the last evening.

Customer: “I was so d*** drunk last night that I forgot about the tip! I wanted to thank you for making that possible for my friends and me. I’m sorry for forgetting.”

They made my day and I had another delightful shift with my tip money in my back pocket!

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