Their Brain Really Needed That Carb On Carb

, , , , | Right | June 9, 2020

I have biked over to the next town, some twenty miles, so when I arrive, I am quite tired and hungry. I go to a small hot dog stand while pondering if I should get a hot dog in a bun or a hot dog with mashed potatoes, which basically is what is offered.

The guy looks at me strangely as I order and scratches his head a little about payment. 

When I get it, I say, “I did order this, didn’t I?” while looking at my bun with mashed potatoes.

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Unable To Cushion The Blow Of How The Real World Works

, , , , | Right | May 13, 2020

My village frequently holds a “buy local” fair, where I sell handmade items. I frequently give people discounts — as long as they are nice and I am still making money on the product.

Customer: “These cushions are £3 in [Big High Street Store].”

Me: “That’s nice. My versions are £10, I’m afraid.”

Customer: “Give me one for £3. That’s what [Store] sells them for.”

Me: “I am afraid I hand-make my cushions; that’s why they’re slightly more expensive.”

Customer: “You’re ripping me off! They’re only worth £3; [Store] sells them for £3!”

I want to get rid of her.

Me: “I can give you one for £8, but any less than that, I am making a loss.”

Customer: “£3.”

Me: “£8 is the lowest I can go. Any less than that and I won’t make any money.”

Customer: “BULLS***! [Store] sells exactly the same thing for less!”

Me: “That’s because their cushions are of a lower quality; plus, I am not working hard for absolutely no return for someone who has done nothing but be rude to me.”

Customer: “GET ME YOUR MANAGER NOW!”

Me: “Hi. Self -employed. I am the boss, manager, cashier, and manufacturer. If you don’t like it, piss off.”

The customer then left, screaming about how my products were rubbish and no one would ever buy them. I ended up leaving halfway through the penultimate day, because I had completely sold out.


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No Care Taken With Customers’ Feelings

, , , , , , | Working | April 27, 2020

(I’m at an anime convention. While I’m in a wheelchair, I’m still very able-bodied. I’m looking through the vendor’s hall and spot a booth selling some trinkets. I find a few I like, but don’t see a price. I spot the booth owner behind the table.)

Me: “Excuse me!”

(He looks at me and then quickly turns away.)

Me: “Sir, I have a question!”

(He turns back to me.)

Booth Owner: “No, we don’t trade. Get your caretaker.”

Me: “EXCUSE ME?!”

(A few other people around me suddenly turn to look. The owner glares at me.)

Owner: “You heard me! I’m not trading some trash for my stuff! Get your caretaker to shop for you!”

Me: “I don’t have a caretaker. Not every person who is disabled does.”

Owner: “Whatever! I don’t have to help you!”

Me: “You don’t, and you probably won’t be helping too many other people, either.” 

(I pulled out my badge. The owner read the big, bold “STAFF” lettering on it and paled. After I spoke with security, some of the con heads, and the head of the vendors, they asked the booth owner to pack up and leave. He wasn’t invited back.)

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Unfiltered Story #192195

, , | Unfiltered | April 16, 2020

(I work fairs over the summer. Most of the time people are nice and kind. NOT this lady. It is important to note that I have just made half of a pitcher of non-alchoholic strawberry daiquiri.)

Lady: *watches me make the half of a pitcher* “Give a piña colada daiquiri. Actually let me sample it.”

(I proceed to empty and wash the pitcher. Then I make her piña colada daiquiri sample.)

Lady: “This is not sweet enough. Give a strawberry daiquiri.

(I clean and wash the pitcher, AGAIN. Make the strawberry daiquiri. She takes it and complains how it is too sweet, but she takes it. After everyone had cleared, I went on a short break and tried the daiquiries that I had made and she rejected. If anything the piña colada is too sweet.

Should Have Declined To Help Her

, , , , | Right | April 1, 2020

(I work in a shaved ice hut in a water park. I have a long line of customers, but no one is waiting for more than about ten minutes. My card reader runs out of paper just as a customer is trying to pay for her order with a credit card.)

Me: “Ma’am, my card reader isn’t working at the moment, so I’m going to try one next door.”

Customer: “Okay.”

(I try the card reader next door, but theirs isn’t working, either, so I go get new paper for my card reader. It’s not the right kind, but I try anyway. I return and swipe the customer’s card, but the card comes back “declined.” Thinking that it’s just because I have the wrong paper, as this has never happened to me before, I hand her the card back.)

Me: “Ma’am, it seems as if my card reader isn’t working. If you just step to the side of the window, I will go get a manager and they will sort this out.”

Customer: *suddenly very irate* “No, this is ridiculous! We aren’t waiting!”

(The customer walks away. The whole thing took a few minutes. I then turn to greet the next customer, who has witnessed everything. She orders and then pulls out a credit card.)

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but we cannot take cards at the moment, as the machine is broken.”

Customer #2: “This is ridiculous! I have been waiting here for twenty-five minutes! You could have told us all in line that your machine is broken so that we don’t waste our time! I’m going to find a manager!”

(With that, she skulks off and finds my manager, who tells her to give payment to my coworker, instead. As soon as she starts telling my coworker her order, she becomes nice and sweet. But, my coworker doesn’t have a till and asks me what to do.)

Me: “Just give them to her for free.”

Coworker: “You sure?”

Me: “Yeah, I just want to get her off my back.”

(My coworker then told the woman that her order is free, and the customer thanked her profusely and walked away. I also later found out that the first customer had her card declined multiple times after dealing with me!)

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