Unfiltered Story #191274

, | Unfiltered | April 1, 2020

(I am the customer in this story. I go to the food court for lunch. After debating on what I wanted I settled for a burger and placed my order. This is in Naples, Italy but the food court is an American one. I am a female but with short hair. I also tend to wear baggy clothing so I am mistaken for a boy now and then but I don’t mind. My voice is feminine though and people tend to apologize for mistaking me for a male. I always find it funny. Besides this something else happens.)

Cashier: How may I help you, sir?

Me: *Smiles a bit and laughs on the inside* Ciao! I would like a number one combo with no onions or bacon please.

Cashier: Yes, ma’am, cash or card?

Me: Card please. *Walks over to the card reader and swipes card*

Cashier: *Hands over receipt*

Me: *After waiting 5 minutes or so I get my food* Grazie!

Cashier: Ma’am, here’s your other burger,

Me: Other burger? I only ordered one.

Cashier: *Keeps insisting I ordered two*

Me: *Holds out receipt that shows I only got one order*

Cashier: Oh, have a nice day, ma’am.

(I wave and go sit down. I could’ve gotten a second burger for free but I would’ve felt bad if I did!)

Unfiltered Story #190956

, | Unfiltered | March 29, 2020

I work at a take-away/restaurant inside a mall. There are several other restaurants next to ours, all clearly seperated from each other. It’s a busy day, we’re short on free tables and I spot two women, eating sushi from the restaurant next door. In this case we have orders to politely tell them to sit down at the restaurant they got their food from, so we can ensure that OUR customers can sit down.
Me: *with a friendly smile* Uhm hello ladies!
*they ignore me and proceed talking to each other*
Me: Excuse me, hello!
They’re still looking the other way, so I step even closer to their table, waving my hand in a friendly way to get their attention. Suddenly one of the women turns her head and yells at me in an annoyed manner.
Women 1: WHAT THE F*** DO YOU WANT?! CAN’T YOU SEE WE’RE EATING?!
Me: *with a forced smile* I am sorry for the interruption ma’am, but I’ve seen you’re a customer of the sushi restaurant next door and-
Women 1: YES I AM! WHAT’S YOUR F***ING PROBLEM? LEAVE US ALONE, WE WANT TO EAT!
Me: Sure ma’am but I have to ask you politely to sit down at the other restaurant.
Both of them first turned white and then bright red.
Women 2: What the f***?! Are you trying to throw us out you stupid b****?!
Women 1: WE PAID FOR THIS FOOD! YOU CAN’T THROW US OUT OF THE MALL! HOW DARE YOU!!!
Me: *still trying to speak in the calmest voice I can manage at this moment* I am sorry for the missunderstanding. I am not throwing you out of the mall, I just have to ask you to sit down at the sushi restaurant with your food, because we have to reserve the tables for the paying customers of OUR restaurant. You’re sitting at [our restaurant name].
They look at me baffled.
Women 2: *after a moment of silence* You mean this is not [sushi restaurant]?
Women 1: WELL HOW THE F*** ARE WE SUPPOSED TO KNOW THIS IS NOT [sushi restaurant]?!
Me: *with the sweetest sugary voice* Well, maybe because of the almost one metre sized sign on the wall that says [our restaurant] right behind your heads?
They then stormed off, leaving their sushi behind, complaining how rude I was.

Unfiltered Story #190952

, | Unfiltered | March 29, 2020

I work at a take-away/restaurant inside a mall. Me and my boss, who is also a good friend of mine, work the evening-shift. It’s a rough day, since most of our customers are extra-ordinarily grumpy and rude at this day. Two young boys, around 20 years old, enter our store. We expect them to be trouble as well, but they’re really nice and polite, even joking with us, so we decide to make their orders with some more meat and cheese than we usually put in. They take their orders, thanking us for beeing so fast and proceed to leave.
I turn to my boss.
Me: Those boys were the nicest customers we’ve had all day. I am glad there are still people like these.
Boss: Yes totally.
Suddenly one of the boys turns around and begins to shout towards us.
Boy 1: IF YOU’VE GOT SOMETHING TO SAY, YOU CAN SAY IT RIGHT TO MY FACE B******!
Boy 2: YEAH! SPEAKING BEHIND OTHER PEOPLES BACKS IS JUST THE WORST!!!
Me and my boss stood there in shock, just staring at them, as they rushed away.
Me: Can you tell me what the f*** just happened?
Boss: Well it seems like we were mistaken.

Unfiltered Story #190340

, , , | Unfiltered | March 22, 2020

(I over heard this whole at a mall pretzel place)

Woman: Excuse me! Where is your manager? I can’t eat this! *holding up a pretzel*
Manager: What’s wrong, ma’am?
Woman: I can’t eat this! It’s too salty! To bready! To buttery!
Manager: *looking slightly dumbstruck* Ma’am it is a pretzel.
Woman: *looks at the manager as though she had been insulted, throws the pretzel on the counter and leaves*

Unfiltered Story #190284

, | Unfiltered | March 19, 2020

I am a fan of “Father Ted”, an Irish comedy show from the 80’s about a Catholic Priest.

One scetch has him run into the same author that signed his book over and over and each time he says “Good luck with the book” in this awkward comedy gold that only Father Ted can pull off.

Back to present day, I’m walking around a mall and the first store I went in to I bumped into a lady and we exchanged quick apologies before moving on with what we were doing.

Next store I walk into I see her again and we make eye contact but don’t say anything.

5 minutes later I run into her again in yet another store and this time I couldn’t help myself:

Me: *nods* Good luck with the book.

Lady: ???