Your Hopes Of Getting My Money Went Up In Flames

, , , , | Working | November 23, 2020

Normally, if I get a call from a number I don’t recognize, I just let it go to voicemail. But this week, I am bored and decide to answer every single call. This one is one of the worst.

Me: “Hello?” *Pause* “Hello?”

Caller: “Hello?”

Me: “Yes?”

Caller: “Oh, good, I was about to get my answering machine voice ready.”

Me: “Okay.”

Caller: “Is this [My Name]?”

Me: “Yes, it is.”

Caller: “Hi, I’m calling from [Town] firefighters’ union. We know that our firefighters put their lives on the line every day to keep us safe, and later this week, we’ll be sending you some information about how you can contribute. Can I count on your support?”

Me: “I’ll take a look at it.”

Caller: “Great! Now, any amount can make a big difference, and we do have our Platinum Level supporters for $250. Should I put you down for that?”

Me: “Hang on, I thought you said you were going to send me something in the mail?”

Caller: “We will.”

Me: “Okay, I’ll just look at it then.”

Caller: “Great. So would you like to contribute $100 for our Gold Level or $75 for the Star Level?”

Me: “Thanks, I’ll just look at the information when it comes in the mail.”

Caller: “Okay, that sounds good. Now, even a small amount can make a difference, so can I put you down for $25 dollars at the Rookie Level?”

Me: “Thanks, I’ll just look at it when it comes in the mail.”

I hung up.

The sad part, this guy’s attitude actually discouraged me from contributing more than it helped. When and if this information comes in the mail, it’s going in the trash.

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More Than He Bargained For, Part 2

, , , , , | Right | October 16, 2020

At a charity fundraising, I am browsing books and a man comes up and also looks through the selection. It is fifty cents a book, or four books for a dollar. He comes up with a selection of five and he speaks to the woman running the stall.

Customer: “Can I get these five for a dollar?”

Stall Owner: “No, the price is four for a dollar. Maybe later in the day when we’re down to the remnants.”

He uses every tactic he could: first customer of the day, get things moving, the books aren’t in great condition, and so on. Eventually, she relents and lets him have them.

Customer: “Great! I love bargaining, and I absolutely love getting a bargain!”

He hands over a $20.

Stall Owner: “I’m sorry. It’s so early in the day; I don’t have change for that.”

Customer: “Oh, no worries. Keep the change. The charity’s for a good cause.”

And off he went on his happy way!

More Than He Bargained For

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Needs To Work On His Socialist Skills, Part 4

, , , , , | Right | October 5, 2020

I am working at the checkout.

Me: “Sir, your total is $75.55. Would you like to round up to $76 and support [Charity that supports veterans]?

Customer: “What? H*** no! I believe a person should be able to stand on their own two feet!”

Me: “Very well, sir.”

I don’t expect every customer to donate so I quietly move on. For this customer, however, I seem to have hit a nerve.

Customer: “It’s just un-American, it is! Begging for money!”

Me: “Please swipe your card, sir.”

He swipes his card as he continues ranting.

Customer: “Those d*** communists wouldn’t think twice about it! Those d*** Commie countries in Europe think they have all the answers!”

I have no idea how asking to round up his dollar has resulted in this rant about communism and Europe but I am glad the transaction is over.

Me: “Your receipt, sir. Have a nice day!”

Customer: “You agree, don’t you? People should be able to stand on their own two feet or get out of the country!”

Me: “Sir, the charity we are supporting in this store is for some people who, in defending this country, literally have no feet.”

Customer: “Well… I… uh…”

I turned to the next customer and started their transaction. The anti-communist stood there for a moment before deciding it was best to leave.

Needs To Work On His Socialist Skills, Part 3
Needs To Work On His Socialist Skills, Part 2
Needs To Work On His Socialist Skills

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A Charitable Response To Harassment

, , , , , | Working | July 31, 2020

I’m doing a little shopping in the city with my mom since we have a little time to kill before an appointment. We’re chatting a little and not really paying attention to our surroundings until someone all but jumps in front of us.

Guy: “Hi! My name is [Guy] and I’m from [Charity Organisation]! Do you have a few minutes?”

Mom is a bit startled and wary but still willing to listen.

Mom: “Well, we’ve got a little time to spare, I guess…”

Guy: “Great! Could I have your name, please?”

Mom: “It’s [Mom].”

He writes that down. During the whole discussion, he uses the informal variant of “you,”which in German is mainly used for friends and family but not strangers.

Guy: “So, [Mom], as I said, I’m from [Charity] and we—”

Mom: *Cutting him off* “Before you start, maybe you can save your breath. I know what [Charity] does, but I’m not interested in giving money to some stranger that stopped me in the streets.”

The guy smiles, but it starts to seem a little forced and condescending.

Guy: “[Mom], why don’t you just listen and let me talk?”

He then launches into an extensive spiel about his charity and what they do. During his last sentences, he almost pushes an empty form into my hands.

Guy: “So, now, if you just enter your information and sign here—”

Mom: “Wait a minute. I just told you I won’t give away any cash and that includes not signing any membership application. If you have some flyers or pamphlets, I’d happily take them with me so I could make a donation via money transfer, but I’m not comfortable giving my bank account information to someone I don’t even know.”

Guy: “No, I don’t have any pamphlets. I told you I’m [Guy], so we’re not strangers anymore, right? Now, just fill in your information and sign here, please. Why wouldn’t you want to?”

Mom: “For one, it’s my decision how I spend my money. And besides that, I’ve had bad experiences with a scammer that pressured me into signing a contract when I was younger.”

Guy: “Well, we’re no scammers; we are [Charity]!” *Points to his name badge* “[Mom], it’s really not difficult. You could be really making a difference with your donations!”

Mom: *Getting really fed up* “Look, I’ve repeatedly told you I won’t be signing this. You say you are with [Charity], but anyone could print a badge like yours and claim that.”

The guy tries to speak up again but she raises her hand to stop him.

Mom: “Besides, we’ve got an appointment and need to go now so we’ll be there on time.”

He tried to keep us for a little longer but we left. On our way back, we made sure to take a different route just to avoid running into him again. It’s not like my mom or I don’t want to donate money for a good cause, but if an organisation doesn’t offer pamphlets or accept one-time donations via money transfer, they can’t really expect people to sign a membership form just because someone on the street pushes it at them.

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As Soon As You’re In The Country, Everyone ELSE Is An Illegal

, , , , | Right | July 27, 2020

I volunteer for an organization that gives food, clothing, and doctor check-ups for those in need. Keep in mind that we only give food depending on family size to make it fair for everyone. Two women approach the window; they appear to be sisters.

Me: “Hi! Can I see your ticket, please?”

Woman #1: *Gives me the ticket* “Can we have an extra basket of food?”

Me: “I am sorry, but the food we give out depends on family size.”

Woman #1: “But I am an American; I deserve more food than these illegals.”

Me: “I am sorry, but it would not be fair for everyone else.”

Woman #1: “YOU—” *now pointing at me* “—and these illegals are taking away all my food; I want more food!”

[Woman #1]’s sister just stares at her, and then she speaks.

Woman #2: “Remember where you came from.”

[Woman #1] walked away with anger but embarrassment. [Woman #2] took the basket and thanked me.

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