They Ignored The Bloody Hurricane

, , , , , , | Working | January 9, 2019

(There’s currently a pretty nasty hurricane slowly making its way across the state. Said hurricane has been on major news networks and late-night talk shows for the past week.)

Caller: “Hi. This is [Blood Charity]. Would you like to donate blood today?”

Me: “You… do know that there’s currently a hurricane going through my state, right?”

Caller: “You’re in [Smallish Town in the middle of the state]? Well, I’m in [City in the western part of the state], so I didn’t know.”

Me: “YOU’RE IN THE SAME STATE!”

Unfiltered Story #101515

, , , | Unfiltered | December 8, 2017

(I work at a pharmacy. It’s just me and two other people today, so I am in charge of customer initial contact.)

Me: *standing at the computer, hears heavy breathing come my way from the other side of the store*

Customer: *leans in the counter exhausted and breathing heavy* “Hey, hold on let me rest right quick.” *breathing heavy and sweating and smells like wet dog*

Me: “Okay.”

Customer: “Can I get my pain pills filled?”

Me: “Yeah, I can get it filled.”

(My manager immediately comes over.)

Manager: “Ma’am, you’re not allowed in this store. I watched you stealing just last week.”

Customer: *appalled* “It wasn’t me, it was my daughter. She looks exactly like me with her hair tied up.”

Manager: “Ma’am, I watched YOU steal it. Your daughter came to you to ask to take it and you put it in your purse.”

Customer: “I’m going to kick her a**! The same thing happened to me at the other store; it is always happening to me.”

(She walks out cursing while all three of us are watching her leave to make sure she doesn’t go off.)

Me: “If you keep getting caught, stop stealing. Easy fix.”

Manager: “She is an a** anyway.”

What A Yutzi

, , , , , | Right | May 30, 2017

(My mother and I are standing in line at a local deli. The man in front of us has a young son, maybe 6 years old, with him.)

Son: *pointing to the gefilte fish in the display cooler* “Daddy! What’s that?!”

Customer: “Oh, that. That’s just Jew Food. You don’t need that nasty Jew Food.”

My Mother: *gasps* “Excuse me! That’s a very bad example you are setting for your son, sir!”

Customer: *rolls his eyes* “Ooh, and I suppose you’re a Jew, aren’t you?”

My Mother: “No, I’m a Christian but I take offense to that because my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ… he was Jewish.”

(The man turned bright red and left right away with his son. The cashier told us that the man was a regular and was always saying offensive and/or racist things. Now we are the regulars at this deli. We’ve never seen that guy in there again.)

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