Unfiltered Story #115240

, , | Unfiltered | June 26, 2018

We were informed by management that we are no longer allowed to wear hoodie sweatshirts beneath our uniforms regardless of the weather. Mind you it is Ohio, it tends to get quite cold out there and the heater in our trucks is sometimes pretty irrelevant being we’re constantly running in and out of the truck delivering our packages. They are not part of the “official, world famous uniform” and therefore non-compliant.
The next day, we were rewarded for our “exemplary” safety record with hoodie sweatshirts.

An Uncomfortable Level Of Lunch

, , , , , , | Working | April 15, 2018

I was promoted about a year ago to be general manager for all of our branches in the city. One of my duties is to chair a supervisors’ meeting twice a year. These are usually long and tedious affairs, so to make them bearable, I have all the supervisors over to my house and feed them lunch before having the meeting. This way, everybody gets a good meal, and the meeting can be done on comfortable couches, instead of hard boardroom chairs.

Most of my supervisors are great, or at least good at their jobs, but one of them I have constantly had to speak with about her lousy customer service and basic lack of people skills.

A few weeks after I have had to have another talk with my shoddy supervisor, I receive an email from the union. The email says that they have received an “anonymous” complaint from a member that the supervisors’ meetings are held at my house. They can’t give any reasons for the complaint beyond that it makes the complainant uncomfortable.

So, from now on, all supervisors’ meetings will be held in the windowless boardroom, on hard chairs, and with no food. All in the name of making one supervisor “comfortable.”


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Unfiltered Story #105425

, , , | Unfiltered | February 15, 2018

(I’m a customer at a mall fast food outlet. The man in front of me has just received his food, and stomped back up to the counter holding his receipt.)

Man: “Why was I charged for sales tax twice!?” *shoves receipt in cashier’s face*

Cashier: “You weren’t, it just comes up that way because—”

Man: *irate* “It has it twice! You’re ripping me off, that’s f****** bull-s***! Give me my f****** money back! Where’s your manager?”

Cashier: “He’s not here, but the receipt only says that because—”

Man: *tries to grab other employee* “You! Are you the manager!? This is f****** bulls-s***! You’re ripping me off!”

Employee: *steps back* “It’s because you’re charged both federal and provincial tax, it has nothing to do with us.”

Man: “Well, that’s f****** stupid! If you want my business you’ll take that tax off! It’s bull-s***!”

Employee: *calm* “I agree. The election is shouldn’t be too far away if you want to do something about it.”

Man: *speechless for a few moments* “Fine!” *as he’s storming off* “These people are a bunch of f****** con artists!”

Employee: *smiles and waves* “If you voted for [Party], it’s your own f****** fault!”

Cashier: *shocked laughter* “Um, how can I help you?”

Unfiltered Story #101993

, , , | Unfiltered | December 25, 2017

(I work as a Teaching Assistant (TA). It is the winter holidays and the other TAs and I have come to campus to collect our students’ final exams so we can grade them before Christmas (5 days away). After we have organized everything and discussed grading schemes, I look around the room).

Me: “So, can I start now?”

TA #1: “Oh no! No-ho-ho-ho no. No way. Not a chance. Absolutely not.”

Me: *beat* “Can I start NOW?”

TA #1: “Yes, you may.”

Wish You Could Liquidate Some Customers

, , , , , | Right | December 3, 2017

(A big department store has recently declared bankruptcy and is closing down. All the stores are now in liquidation. The new prices are clearly marked on the labels and any additional discounts are marked in bright posters all over the store. On top of that, this is pretty big news in general which has been covered by many media outlets. I am shopping with a friend because I have an old gift card that I want to use it before the store closes forever. I am next in line and am browsing the “impulse buy” section. I am standing about five feet away from the customer in front of me, who is at the cash ringing her items through.)

Sales Rep: *tells woman what the total is*

Customer: “No. That’s not right. They were on sale in the flyer.”

Sales Rep: “I understand, and I do apologize. The thing is, we’ve gone into liquidation, so we can no longer honor those prices. As you can see on the tag, this is the liquidation price; plus, there’s a 20% discount.”

Customer: *stares at the employee as if he is speaking in a different language* “What?! But it’s in the flyer!

Sales Rep: “I can go check with my supervisor and see if I can put it through for the flyer price.” *leaves*

(I continue to browse a rack of flip flops that are behind the customer, four or five feet away.)

Customer: “CAN YOU PLEASE BACK AWAY, JUST LIKE A FEW FEET?”

(I do not realize she is speaking to me, since I am not very close to her and I am within the area blocked off for lining up, and there’s people behind me, so I don’t really have anywhere to move to. I just ignore her and think maybe she’s talking to someone else.)

Sales Rep: *returns* “Hi, so, I can’t make any changes to the liquidation prices.” *begins to explain to her what a liquidation is and why he can’t make any changes*

Customer: “Well, can you just ring it in at the sale price from the flyer, and then ring it in at the liquidation price so that I can see the difference?”

(The sales rep begins ringing through the items to compare prices. I step back into line, away from the flip-flops. I am now three or four feet away from the customer, but I am by no means “too close,” as I am standing in the marked area for the next customer in line to wait. The customer, who is now arguing about what ends up being about a $1 difference between sale price and liquidation price, suddenly turns to me.)

Customer: “CAN YOU PLEASE BACK AWAY FROM ME A FEW FEET?! I CAN’T FOCUS WITH YOU STANDING SO CLOSE!”

Me: *fed up, as we have been waiting on this woman over ten minutes* “Yeah! Okay!”

(I left the line and went to a different cashier elsewhere in the store. I was next in line there, as well, and was done with my transaction in about two minutes. I had to walk past the original register and noticed the same lady was still there, arguing about her store points, with a line of over ten people behind her. Her purchase was just four pairs of socks. Also, the cashier who checked me out told me that customers have gone crazy with the sale; she witnessed a woman slap a complete stranger across the face when she thought she was trying to step in front of her in line.)

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