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Many Lesser Parents Would Go For It

, , , , , | Working | November 17, 2020

My family is visiting Florida. We stop at a kiosk to pick up a free map.

Salesman: “Are you interested in going to [Big Theme Park]? We can get you some very cheap tickets if you attend a timeshare presentation.”

Me: “Sorry, we have a four-year-old. She’d never sit still for that long.”

Salesman: “Oh, you could leave her in the video game room!”

Yeah, I’m going to leave my toddler with a bunch of strangers to play video games.

No Spoonful Of Customer Service Will Help The Artificial Sugar Go Down

, , , , , | Right | November 7, 2020

My friend and I work the concession stand for the basketball games at our high school. My dad works at the school so I am trusted to do money and put it in the principal’s office at the end of the night. We also get honors society credit for it.

We are almost out of food and only have diet drinks left because we are on the third game of the night.

Customer: “I’ll take a Coke.”

Friend: “We only have Pepsi products and right now all we have is diet.”

Customer: “This is ridiculous. I just wanted a f****** Coke. Fine, I’ll take a Diet Pepsi.”

My friend gives him his drink and a few minutes later, he comes back.

Customer: “Excuse me, my drink is flat and it doesn’t even taste like Pepsi!”

Me: “I’m sorry. I don’t really know what to tell you, it was a fresh drink, but it’s diet so it’s going to taste different. Do you want to buy another drink?”

Customer: “I want you to replace this one!”

Me: “We aren’t allowed to do that, especially since you already drank over half of it.”

Customer: “I can’t f****** believe you f****** people. This is why you don’t let little privileged girls work things like this. I want to talk to the manager!”

Me: “This is a high school concession stand, not a restaurant.”

Customer: “Don’t f****** talk back to me, you f***!”

The resource officer ended up asking him to leave.

Water You, Dense? Part 2

, , , , | Right | October 28, 2020

I am working at a juice bar chain.

Me: “Do you want ice in that?”

Customer: “What?”

Me: “Do you want ice?”

Customer: “Rice?”

Me: “Ice.”

Customer: “What are the other options for ice?”

Me: “Uh… no ice?”

Customer: “Oh. Yes, I’ll take ice.”

Related:
Water You, Dense?

Tellers Should Probably Be Better With Numbers

, , , , , | Working | September 28, 2020

I am a sixteen-year-old student in a technical school. I chose to study 140 km away from home and most of my family. I am living in my cousin’s living room. My allowance is given through money transfers when I don’t have the chance to go home.

This one particular experience still baffles me.

After school, I stop by the mall on the way and go to the money remittance kiosk. I fill up the form for remittance and give my student ID. The teller calls me when it’s my turn.

Teller: *Angrily* “Next time, I won’t accept this ID.”

Me: *Confused* “What?”

Teller: *Still angry* “You should really have another type of ID. Apply for a voter’s ID or a driver’s license. You shouldn’t use your student ID since it’s not valid.”

I am a very sarcastic person and I’m a little annoyed that she has started lecturing me.

Me: “Can I apply for a voter’s ID at sixteen?”

Teller: *Confused* “Are you not twenty-two?”

Me: “No, I’m sixteen.”

She looked over my birthdate again. Apparently, she misread the year. She lost some of the volume of her voice but still insisted that I get a different form of ID.

I just said, “I will when I can,” in an annoyed tone.

No apologies, no admittance. I never used that kiosk again.

Death By Chocolate, Part 9

, , , , | Right | September 7, 2020

I am giving out free samples at a kiosk in a superstore. Today, I am handing out chocolate-covered pomegranate when a man in his thirties comes over.

Me: “Hi, would you like to try some dark-chocolate pomegranate?”

Customer: “Of course!” *takes a sample*

Me: “Thank you for trying some today!”

Customer: “I’m glad I got four candies instead of three. You could have killed me.”

Me: “Pardon?”

Customer: “Three pomegranate seeds. It symbolizes ‘Fruit of the Dead.’ I could have died.”

Me: “Uh, ‘Fruit of the Dead’?”

Customer: *Dead seriously* “Yes. In Greek mythology.”

He looks somberly at his pomegranate candy.

Customer: “I’m very superstitious.”

Me: “Okay.”

Customer: “Don’t give people three pomegranate seeds. Don’t.”

He walked away, staring at me for a while.

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Death By Chocolate, Part 8
Death By Chocolate, Part 7
Death By Chocolate, Part 6
Death By Chocolate, Part 5
Death By Chocolate, Part 4