Far From A Drinking Problem

, , , | NC, USA | Hopeless | July 31, 2016

(After a hectic shift at work, I find out my ride isn’t coming for another half hour. I decide to walk across the street to a fast-casual restaurant chain and just get a drink, because I can’t really afford anything else, so I can wait there safely. I am exhausted and emotionally drained, not to mention I probably smell bad from all the food that I spilled on myself. I walk up to the cashier, who is extremely busy.)

Me: “When you get a moment, could I just get a drink?”

Cashier: “Yeah, sure.” *hands me a cup*

Me: *tries to hand him my debit card*

Cashier: “Don’t worry about it!”

Me: “Are you sure?”

Cashier: “Yes!”

(Though it may seem like a simple act, it restored my faith in humanity. I was sure to put the money I was going to spend on the drink in the tip jar!)

Not Acting Like A Complete (S)Tool

, , , | OR, USA | Hopeless | July 29, 2016

(I recently adopted an American (Scott) Bulldog/Boxer mix from a family that didn’t treat him very well. I’ve spent the last few months training him and socializing him, which has been mostly a success so far. However, there have been times when my dog does something rather embarrassing because he’s still learning how to act in stores. On this particular day, I go out walking with a friend and her family along with my boyfriend. We decide to stop at a frozen yogurt shop for a treat. My dog isn’t allowed inside, so I find a stool to tie him to. Since he’s usually so good, I don’t check to see if the stool is bolted down. I get him his own yogurt cup and go inside to grab mine when this happens:)

Froyo Employee: “Hey, miss, your dog is acting a little crazy.”

Me: “What? What is he doing?”

Froyo Employee: “He—”

(At this point, my moron of a dog, his muzzle stuck in his cup, scoots the stool, and takes off, scared of the stool. I dropped my cup and run out the door to see my dog running down the street, stool flying high behind him. My boyfriend runs after the dog after my asthma kicks in and I can’t run anymore. Luckily, a homeless gentleman catches my dog and hands him to my boyfriend. I give him the money I have in my wallet, which isn’t much, but he smiles and takes it anyway. We get back to the froyo store.)

Froyo Employee: *reassuringly* “The stool isn’t too damaged. You don’t need to pay for it.”

(It was a super embarrassing day, but thanks to both the homeless man and the froyo employee, I got my dog back. Thanks both of you guys for understanding and not making me feel more stupid than I already was!)

Your Reception Was Struck By Thunder

, , , | NSW, Australia | Hopeless | July 29, 2016

(It’s pretty common in the rural area where I live that people listen to the radio while working, especially Tradies. You can call in on a particular channel and request songs.)

Radio Announcer: “Hello! What’s your name and what song can I play for you today?”

Caller: *Incredibly garbled noises but I could make out* “Mate… Thunderstruck… Cheers…” *hangs up*

Radio Announcer: “Okay, I made out the word “thunderstruck.” So, I hope this is what you want, our friend with terrible reception!”

Off-The-Clock Rock

, , | Chambersburg, PA, USA | Hopeless | July 21, 2016

(I am waiting by the time clock to punch in for my shift on the U-Scan at my job when the head cashier comes over to me.)

Head Cashier: “Are you clocked in?”

Me: “No, I still have a few minutes before it will let me.”

Head Cashier: “Have you seen any baggers, then?”

Me: “No, why?”

Head Cashier: “This lady over here needs help out to her car.”

Me: “I’ll still do it.”

(I then make my way over to the elderly lady and start to load up her cart.)

Me: “Hi there! I’m here to help you out to your car. I’m not on the clock, so if anyone asks, I’m doing it as a friendly customer.”

(She thanks me profusely and after we grab her walker, we make small talk as we get to her car. Once there, I manage to pack all her items into her trunk so they fit perfectly, much to her delight.)

Me: “Have a good day, ma’am!”

Elderly Woman: “Oh, wait! I have to tip you for your help!”

Me: “Oh, no! You don’t have to! It was nice helping you and you were so pleasant to talk to!”

Elderly Woman: “You helped me off the clock and did your darnedest to pack everything perfectly. You deserve a tip for being so helpful!”

(She then placed $5 in my hand and shut her car door before I could protest further. I know $5 isn’t much, but as someone who works in a job that never normally gets more than a thank you from customers, it meant the world to me.)

This Employee Is The Bees’ Knees

, , | South Bend, IN, USA | Hopeless | July 21, 2016

(I have taken my four-year-old son to the zoo so that we can have a nice day out while my fiancé is at work. I have issues with my knees. I have to wear my knee compression sleeves to cope with the pain. While I normally wear jeans in order to hide them, it’s hot enough out that I end up in shorts. I tend to be pretty self-conscious about the compression sleeves, especially being 26 and having self-image issues. I decide to buy tickets so that we can ride the train around the zoo, as it is my son’s favorite thing to do there. It should be noted that the employee running the train is a young woman probably a good three or four years younger than me.)

Employee: *smiles as she takes the tickets* “Just so you know, you are really rocking that look! And your little boy is super cute, too!”

Me: *stunned and pauses for a moment* “Thank you.”

Employee: *smiles again* “You know, you are the only two at the station so instead of making you wait for more passengers, you two get the train all to yourselves today. I hope you enjoy the ride.”

(True to her word, once we got on the train, she started the ride and gave us our own personal tour of the zoo even adding in more information that they normally don’t give. To the young woman that went out of her way not only to compliment me on a day where I felt like absolute s***, but to also take the time to interact with my son and me more than her job calls for, you are amazing and I hope that you are there the next time we go to ride the train! My son and I had a blast the entire time we were there.)

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