Unfiltered Story #207946

, , | Unfiltered | September 11, 2020

(I’m at the front of a well-known auto parts store, asking the man at the register if they have the part I need in stock. Everything is going smoothly until a older man, who has been browsing the store for a few minutes, comes to the checkout with his items and waits behind me in line. I should note that I am a 19 y/o female who is pretty small for my age).

Employee: (typing the info into the computer) “What year is the model?”
Me: “2000.”
Employee: “And what is the size of your engine?”
Me: “A 3.2L v6.”
(He goes on to ask what part I need, etc. The man behind me seems to be watching intently. I glance at him and smile politely before turning away. I guess he saw this as an opportunity to talk to me).
Customer: Hey, little girl, where is your father? Shouldn’t he be doing this instead of you?”
Me: (I’m not sure I’ve heard him right) “Uh…excuse me?”
Customer: “You’ll probably order the wrong part or something. I think a man should be doing this, just to be safe. You wouldn’t want to order the wrong part and have something happen to you car!”
Me: *speechless for a moment* …Sir, I actually know enough about cars and their parts to work here, but if I did I’d probably be fired very soon for telling off people like you who think women can’t understand machines because of our gender! Also, I have no idea where my father is, but thank you for your concern. Good day, sir.”
(The man’s face turned bright red, and he didn’t say anything else. A few minutes later an employee came from the back and said he could help the customer at the second register, and by the time I was almost done at the counter the man had checked out and left).
Employee, to me: “Judging by the way you handled that, you could probably work here after all!”
(I still doubted it, but it was nice to hear anyway!)

Unfiltered Story #207914

, , | Unfiltered | September 10, 2020

Service desk: Thank you for calling [Auto Repair], how can I help you?
Me: I’d like to schedule an oil change for my [make/model/year] vehicle.
Service desk: We can do that! Have you been here before?
Me: Yes.
Service desk: *looks up phone number* Great! Is it under [Male name 1] or [Male name 2]?
Me: Yes!
Service desk: Um…. I’m sorry. Which one is it?
Me: Oh! I’m sorry. My husband is [Male name 2] [Male name 1] [Last name], but he goes by [Name 1].
Service desk: Gotcha. Okay, are you at [Address 1]?
Me: Nope, that’s my father-in-law who is ALSO [Male name 2]. We’re on [Address 2].
Service desk: All right. You’re under [Male name 1].
Me: I’m so sorry. It’s very confusing.

Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 6

, , , | Right | August 17, 2020

I’m a female tire fitter, which is a profession highly dominated by male workers. I get a lot of comments about being a female, mostly good, but then you have the a**holes. The receptionist tells me to open up the garage for a customer; I start to guide the elderly gentleman in. When he stops the car, I open the door for him. 

Me: “Hello, sir, will you please put the gear in neutral and the emergency brake off for me?”

Customer:No!” 

Me: “…”

Customer: “You don’t even know what you are doing! Don’t touch my car!”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, I don’t understand. Are you not here for new tires?”

Customer: “Yes, but you don’t touch it! Why the f*** are you here?! Women have no business being in a garage! Their brains are the same size as a chicken’s brain!”

Me: “…”

I don’t know what to do with myself; I have never experienced anything like this before. The only people here are me and a male rookie, and it’s his first day in the garage. The customer points at my trainee.

Customer: “He is going to change my tires!”

Me: “Sir, this is his second day; he has never changed tires on his own before.”

Customer: “I want him! You will not touch anything!”

The customer had already paid for his new tires, and this was the first time I had encountered anything like this. Not knowing what else to do, I guided my terrified rookie in how to do everything, under the scrutinizing stare of the customer who yelled every time it looks like I was about to touch anything. 

Later, when the boss came back to work, we told him what happened. He got so angry, he told me that if he had been there he would have kicked that guy out so quickly his head would have spun around! 

Thankfully, I’ve never encountered anyone as bad as him again, but I do have more stories, for sure!

Related:
Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 5
Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 4
Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 3
Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries, Part 2
Can’t Hear You Over The Sound Of Your Ovaries

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The Wheels Of Stereotypes Still Go Around

, , , | Right | August 14, 2020

I am a female tire fitter; it’s a profession that has mostly male workers. I get a lot of weird reactions to me being a female. We are a small department, so when the phone rings, all the phones ring, and whoever is free can answer.

Me: “[Well-Known Tire Shop], this is [My Name]. How can I help you?”

The caller is also female.

Caller: “Yes, hello. I would like to know the price of some tires.”

Me: “Then you called the right place; what size tires are you looking for?”

Caller: “It’s for a Ford.”

Me: “That is great; do you remember the size?”

Caller: *Obviously annoyed* “That is your job.”

Me: “Okay, do you remember your license plate number?”

She gives me the number.

Me: “So, I estimate that you have not changed the rim size since you bought the car; in that case, the size would be [size]. Now, what price range and qualities are you looking for?”

Caller: “I bought some summer tires from you last year; I want the exact same! But in winter.”

Me: “All right, and what brand was that?”

Caller: “Ford.”

Me: “Yes, ma’am, but what brand were the tires?”

Caller: *Extremely annoyed* “Don’t you know your job?! Tires for Ford!”

Me: “I understand that, ma’am, but there are no tires made specifically for Ford, as most brands fit. It’s the qualities of the tires that differ.”

Caller: “You are making me unsure of the whole purchase. I want tires for a Ford!”

Me: “These are the best tires we have: [Popular Brand], and those would be [price]. That is the total cost with the job included; how does that sound?”

Caller: “And those are for Ford?”

Me: “Yes, ma’am, if the size I’ve guessed is right, these will fit your car fine.”

Caller: “Are those the same tires I got last year?”

Me: “I’m sorry, but I don’t know, ma’am. If you could physically check the tires you are talking about, I will tell you if they are the same brand and size.”

Caller: “Don’t you know anything?! I need tires for a Ford! You are making me very unsure. Last time I spoke to a man; I want to speak to a man!”

Me: *Fed up* “Of course you can speak to a man.”

I transferred her to a male colleague, who then sold her exactly the same tires I tried to sell her with no problems from her.

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This Conversation Has Gone Down The Toilet

, , , , , | Right | August 10, 2020

I work at a motoring and leisure store; we sell car accessories and camping equipment. One slow Sunday, I get a call that makes my day.

Me: “Thank you for calling [Auto Store]; how can I help you?”

Caller: “Hi there. I was just wondering, do you guys sell toilets?” 

Me: “Um, no, sorry. We do sell camping showers but not toilets.” 

Caller: “No, no. I’m after a house toilet, a white porcelain one, with preferably not a plastic top. Do you have any with those custom lids? Like with the 3D aquarium lid?”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, we don’t sell toilets at all. You’re better off visiting [Bathroom Store] in the same complex.” 

Caller: “So, you don’t sell any fancy toilet lids?” 

Me: “No, sir. We don’t sell toilets.” 

Caller: “Okay, that’s fine.” 

Me: “Is there anything else I can help you with today?” 

Caller: “Yes. If I buy a toilet from [Bathroom Store], can you guys install it for me?” 

Me: “…”

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