When Odo Came To Dinner

, , , , , | Related | June 30, 2020

My dad, mom, sister, and I are having dinner together. For dessert, Mom brings out a big bowl of Jello.

Sister: *As she’s serving herself* “What flavor is this? Raspberry, cherry…?”

Dad: *Deadpan* “It’s red, Jim.”

Did I mention we’re all “Star Trek” fans?

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Unfiltered Story #199801

, , , | Unfiltered | June 30, 2020

(I am an adolescent korean boy who wears glasses)

(Once,when me and my family went shopping for my birthday,this went down)

*Walks into store*
Other customer,college age:Hi,how would this laptop work for writing?

Me:I have no idea.I don’t really know to much about (laptop brand named after fruit)

Other customer:yes you do!You’re asian and you’re wearing glasses!

Me:dude,not only is that racist,it’s unfair to assume someone knows something because of how they look.

Other customer:Listen,you’re going to tell me what I want or I’m gonna kick your little a** you [racial slur]

(At this point,my uncle,a six foot metal worker who has a reputation as a fighter in my town)

Uncle:(taps on dudes back) Unless you want to have YOUR a** kicked you’re gonna leave my nephew alone.Now,do you really want things to get physical here?

(At this point the kid looks ready to wet himself,and runs out of the store.After this,my uncle got me a new laptop!)

We Say “Hi” But We Also Say “Bye”

, , , | Right | June 28, 2020

It’s been dead for over an hour, so the other two employees have shut down their registers and begun the nightly cleaning early. With less than ten minutes to go until close, we have only one register open and the nightly cleaning done.

There’s nothing else to do, so the three of us stand around chatting.

A well-dressed woman enters the store.

Coworker: “Hello! Welcome to [Store].”

The well-dressed woman doesn’t acknowledge him. She walks briskly down an aisle and turns out of sight.

Coworker: “Huh. She looks like she’s on a mission. I guess she knows we’re closing in a few minutes.”

The woman reappears in the aisle with her nose stuck in a book. She looks like she’s found what she wants, so we resume our conversation.

Me: “So, anyway, the concert tickets sold really well. I think we’ll see a good turnout for the next—”

Customer: “AHEM!”

We turn around to see the customer standing behind us, folding her arms, and tapping her foot impatiently. The book she was reading is nowhere in sight, and she’s holding a pack of stationery that she didn’t have a minute ago.

Me: “Hi, are you ready to check out? Or can we help you find something?”

Customer: “I cannot believe you people! I have never been treated this way in this store in my entire life!”

Coworker: “I’m sorry?”

Customer: “I have been in this store for twenty minutes and not once have any of you lifted a finger to help me!”

She’s been in the store all of five minutes at the most. My coworkers and I glance at each other.

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am. We greeted you when you came in, but you looked as though you knew where to go.”

Customer: “Saying ‘hi’ isn’t enough! I’ve never come to this store and not had an employee ask me if they can help me find what I’m looking for! I spent over twenty minutes looking for this pack of stationery, no thanks to any of you! You just stood around talking and being lazy while I was lost and couldn’t find what I wanted!”

Coworker: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but you really didn’t look as though you were lost. Did you try to catch our attention? Maybe we just didn’t see you.”

Customer: “I shouldn’t have to catch your attention! You should know if I’m looking for something!”

Me: “I’m terribly sorry, ma’am. Is that stationery what you were looking for?”

Customer: “Yes!”

Me: “I can ring you up over here.”

The transaction takes place smoothly, but as she’s walking away, the customer yells over her shoulder.

Customer: “I have never been treated with such disrespect! I’m never coming here again!”

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Unfiltered Story #197599

, , | Unfiltered | June 24, 2020

(I am taking a friend to the prom and we stop beforehand to get some smoothies. Our friend was working the drive-thru there so I decided to have some fun. We ordered a triple berry and a strawberry smoothie.)

He starts to hand us our drinks.

Worker: “Here are your two triple berry smoothie.”
Me: “Ugh, actually, she ordered a strawberry smoothie.”
Worker: “Oh, do you want it anyway?”
Me: looking obviously disgusted “No we don’t!”
Worker: “Ok…”

We in the car had a good laugh. Then, when he gave us the right smoothie, I looked at him as serious as I could as we drove off.

Unfiltered Story #197569

, , | Unfiltered | June 23, 2020

(On this day at work, I was put outside in the garden center. This means, other than a radio, I am essentially by myself. The first hour of my shift goes by quickly and we are not too busy. An older woman in a store scooter and her husband come up to my register and I start to scan their iteams)
Me: “Hello! I hope you were able to find everhing you needed. ”
Her: “No, I kept looking for more trays for my deep frezzer. Do you know if you have any?”
Me: “I personally wouldn’t know that myself but the Cabinet and Appliances department would be able to tell you. I’m very limited on what I can look up while out here. Plus it is much cooler in there than out here.”
Her: “I rather not waste the time. Can you please call them for me? It is [brand] type of deep freezer. I would like to add it to my transaction”
(At this point I have finished scanning all her iteams and it would be just much faster if she pays for it now.)
Me: “Okay this might just take a moment, is that okay?” (Expecting her to want to finish the transaction)
Her: “Fine, what ever, just please hurry and call them.”
(I first as my front end manager which line to contact the Cab Apps department and told to go to line 4. I radio them)
Me: “Cab Apps, do you copy?”
(I get absolutely nothing on the line. I try again after about a half a minute and still get nothing. I apologize to the couple and try to get in contact with them again. After about two mins I double check to make sure I’m on the right line, which I am. After about 4 mins of getting nothing back, the woman lets out a big sigh and scoots off to look at the flowers. After over 7 mins of constantly asking for them, I get something)
Cab Apps coworker: “Copy.”
Me: (After internally screaming and being greatful someone replied back, I ask about deep freezer trays)
Cab Apps coworker: “We wouldn’t carry those here, she would need to get in contact with the manufacturer and have them ordered for her.”
Me: “Copy, thank you.”
(At this point there is a line of four people, all which have a decent amount of items. I turn to the husband.)
Me: “We don’t sell those here, are you ready to finish the transaction?”
Him: “No, my wife has the card.” (She is no where in site at this point)
Me: “Oh, okay then. Could you please move your items and move to the side then please? I need to quickly help these other customers until she comes back.”
Him: “Sure thing.” (He puts their stuff in a bag and waits at the other, unused lane. I quickly get through the other customers in line, ending with a middle aged woman and telling her she needs to do paperwork in side for a yard pick up. By now the older lady has come back up and is ready to check out.)
Me: “Hello again ma’am! I’m sorry to tell you we do not sell those racks at all. You will need to contact your manufacturer about ordering them.”
Her: “Are you sure about that? And who is the manufacturer”
Me: “I don’t know for that [brand], but I’m sure you can find out either online or on the manual that came with it.
Her: “well how do I get their number?”
Me: “Again it should be in your manual for the freezer or online. I’m sorry I do not have any more information but that.”
Her: “Well you are not very useful. Can we finish my transaction please?”
(Her husband puts the stuff pack on my register still in the grocery bags. I take each item out and back in the bag for them)
Me: “Okay so your total today is $4.X.xx! Do you have [store] card you would like to use today?”
Her: “Now hold up, how can it be that expensive?
(I double check my screen for an accidental double scans. I don’t see anything. I let her take a look”
Her: “That price doesn’t look right at all, can you please scan them again?”
Me: “Sure thing”
(I make sure to scan each item slowly so she can see it pop up to make sure it is right)
Me: “Okay, so I’m getting $4X.xx price again.”
Her: “You are way off, hand me a paper and pen please? And that calculator” (She takes the paper and I tell her all the individual prices, which includes 10 of the same i teams for $2.90 each. She adds them all up.) Okay with what you are telling me, I’m getting [$10 dollars less] before tax.
Me: “Can I take a look at your paper ma’am?”
(I look over the paper and for some reason, the 10 same iteams for $2.90 each came to $26.00 for all 10 on her paper)
Me: “Ma’am, your math appears to be off for this item. You put down $26.00 when it is supposed to be $29.00 for all 10.
Her: “No you are wrong and so is the computer. Can you please scan each individual items and tell me the price”
(At this point, I’ve spent a lot of time with her and can tell we are both getting agitated. I’m not sure how I can make her happy and weigh my options.)
Me: “Sure thing. Would you like me to get a manager so if there is still an issue, they can have more power to help you?”
Her: “No that’s a waste of time, now please just scan my items again please.”
(I scan her iteams, one by one, telling her the price so she can write it down. I get the exact same price as I have the other times. The middle aged woman before come back with her paper. By the time I’m done, the older woman is still off by $10 and still has the 10 same iteams for $26.00 instead of $29.00. I sigh in having to think of a way to explain multiplication without looking very rude)
Me: “Ma’am we are still off by $10, and I notice that you have written down that [items] are $26.00 total.”
Her: “Yes, I am right in this.
Me: “I’m not sure about the rest, but I know for that we might be off in calculation. I know that for that amount it would be actual 9 items of that instead of 10.”
Her: “I don’t see where you are getting at.”
Me: (I decided to take a huge risk) “Well, what is 2.9 times 10?
Her: “29… (she seems very unsure where I’m getting at)
Me: “so that means this would actually be $29.00 instead of $26.00”
Her: “I think that’s still wrong but I will take your word for it.” ( She adds up the items with the new amount. Note that everything on their now is the price I have on my computer.)” So now I’m getting [about $4.00 less than what is on my computer]. It looks like you are still off. ”
Me: (at this point I’m so frustrated I’m starting to tear up) “I’m not sure what else I can do ma’am. I can either get a manager to help clear this up, You can pay this amount and double check with the service desk to see if it was my computer that was off and they can refund you, or you can come back later and try again. I don’t have much power to help you past this.”
Her: (she looks visiblibly done with me and sighs.) “I am done with this today, I’ll just pay and come back another time. I still think you are off.”
Me:” I’m sorry about that.”
(She begins the payment process and leaves. As soon as she leaves the store I let out a huge sigh and accidentally a few tears or two. The middle aged woman, who was very understanding the entire time come up.”
Woman: “you handled that really well. I’m not sure what else you could have done.”
Me: “Thank you, that means a lot.”
(After she leaves I look at my clock and realize I was with the older lady for over an hour! I didn’t hear if she came back to double check her prices or to complain.)