Sadly, There’s Always Room For Entitlement

, , , , , | Right | August 19, 2020

I am out dress shopping with my mother and grandmother, as grade-eight graduation is approaching. After picking out a few dresses to try on, I line up outside the change room while my mom and grandmother are browsing the store. It comes to the point when I am the only one left in line.

While I am waiting, a woman and her daughter — about my age — come up to me. The woman points to the changing rooms.

Woman: “Are they all full?”

Me: “Yeah, I’m just waiting.”

I assume that she will just line up behind me, but instead, she takes the ten or so items that she has and puts them on a nearby rack. They’re mostly dresses; I am guessing they are for her daughter as they are obviously too small for her.

She then tells her daughter to stay put as she goes around and starts knocking on the doors of all of the changing rooms. At this point, my mom and grandma have returned and I inform them of the situation. It appears that the woman has found what appears to be an empty changing room and calls her daughter over to wait by the door while she receives the clothes that she had set on the rack and proceeds to get an employee. The changing rooms are always locked from the outside and you need an employee to open them, even if they are empty.

The employee comes over and, since we are now sure of what is about to happen, my mother speaks up.

Mom: “Excuse me? I think that my daughter was first.”

Woman: *To the employee* “I have been putting all of the work in to check all of these rooms and I have found one that I can use, so I have the right to use it!”

Employee: “Sorry, but we must let her go first—” *gestures to me* “—because she was waiting in line.”

Woman: “No! I found this room and therefore I am entitled to it!”

The employee gives us an apologetic look.

Employee: “Okay, but just for next time, remember that you must wait in line.”

While this is happening, the woman’s daughter is looking uncomfortable and I don’t think that she is very happy about her mother’s actions. I myself am in shock, as nothing like this has ever really happened to me until now. I read a lot of Not Always Right stories, so I am able to recognize this as one of THOSE situations, if you know what I mean. As they enter the change room, the employee comes over to us.

Employee: “I’m so sorry about that. Come with me; I’ll see if I can find you a room.”

We thanked her and she led us to an empty change room where I tried on my dresses. I decided on the perfect one and we went out to pay for it. We were checked out by the same employee who had helped us in the change rooms and she apologized again. We thanked her and told her how we appreciated how calmly she handled the situation.

The dress ended up being about 40% off! I was very happy with my purchase, and it made everything worth it. A huge thanks to that employee for being so helpful.

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It Was By Design(er)

, , , , , , | Right | May 27, 2020

I’m a recent college graduate, and I’ve just gotten my first check from my first “big girl” job. I decide to use some of it on a pair of earrings from a very whimsical designer that I’ve always liked but could never afford.

I get to the store and see “store closing” signs everywhere. There are a few people in the store. The sales associate calls out a friendly greeting, as she’s seen me come in a few times and sigh over items that I couldn’t afford as a broke college student.

Me: “Hi! I’m sorry y’all are closing. I can finally get my first [Designer] item and it might be the last.”

Sales Associate: “I’ve seen you in here a couple of times. I’m glad you came back to buy something from us before we closed. What do you have in mind?”

Me: “Oh, some earrings. Nothing super pricey, though.”

I spot a pair of dangly heart-shaped earrings at the register.

Me: “Wow, those are gorgeous!”

Sales Associate: “Right?! They sold fast. I think that’s our last pair. Unfortunately, they are still full-price.”

Me: “Darn. What do you have on sale?”

Sales Associate: “Sale jewelry is back by the dresses. We just reduced a ton of stuff today so you’ve got a lot of options. Holler if you need anything. I’m happy to help!”

I thank her and get to browsing. Almost immediately, a snotty customer in her forties gets in my way, blocking the aisle, and demanding attention from the sales associates. She makes comments about actually being able to afford the items in the store and huffs every time she sees me. Whatever.

I find a pair of earrings and a ring at a huge discount and get in line to buy them. Who should get behind me but [Entitled Lady], on her cell phone, talking loudly. I then hear this gem:

Entitled Lady: “Oh, there’s some heart-shaped earrings at the register. Totally cute. I’m buying them.”

I roll my eyes. Of course, she wants those, and she can probably afford them, too! It’s my turn, so I step up to the register. It’s the same sales associate from earlier.

Sales Associate: “Hey, nice choices! Glad you found some stuff. Anything else you want to add?”

I pick up the heart-shaped earrings and look at them.

Me: “I’m gonna kill my budget if I buy these, but gosh, they’re so pretty.”

Sales Associate: “You know what? Let me see something.”

She rings them up with my other purchases and types something in the computer.

Sales Associate: “Oh, look at that. They went on sale just now. You want them?”

I look at the price. I can now afford them. The sales associate is grinning.

Me: “Yes! Thank you!”

Sales Associate: “You’re welcome. You’ve made excellent choices today. You can swipe your card whenever you’re ready!”

She finishes ringing me out, wishes me a great day, and calls up [Entitled Lady]. I walk very slowly to the exit, because I want to hear what happens next.

Entitled Lady: “Hey, I wanted those heart earrings. Where did they go?”

Sales Associate: “What? Oh! Someone must’ve bought them.”

Entitled Lady: “What?! You must have more in the back!”

Sales Associate: “So sorry, ma’am, but that was our last pair, and we won’t be getting any more.”

I hustled out of the store laughing. That was eight years ago, and I still have those earrings!


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They’re Usually Nicer To Patrons At Museums

, , , , | Working | May 15, 2020

My best friend’s birthday is coming up and I am looking for a birthday present. I go to one pretty popular makeup shop that has various brands and sells them at an acceptable price. As I am browsing through the products and swatching eyeshadow from the tester, I am approached by one of the people who works there.

Employee: “What are you doing?”

Me: “Oh, just looking. I don’t know what I want to buy yet, if anything.”

Employee: “Well, stop looking. You’ve been here for five minutes! Either buy something or get out! This is not a museum!”

Me: “Okay. Have a nice day.”

I haven’t walked into that store in two years.

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It’s Kinda S-Mall

, , , | Right | May 12, 2020

I live in a small-ish town that gets a lot of cottagers from the city. One lady is in the store with her teenage son.

Customer: “Do you know if there is a bookstore in this mall?”

Me: “Yes, just at the other end, by the food court.”

Customer: “Oh, great, thank you!”

Customer’s Son: “There’s a mall in this town?!”

Me: “Um, yes, we’re in it.”

Customer’s Son: “This is a mall?!”

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Now Less A Girlfriend AND A Good Friend

, , , , | Romantic | April 25, 2020

The guy I’m dating likes to surprise me by visiting me at work. I decide to return the favor. I walk into the store where he works and see him flirting with a female coworker. His back is to me, so he doesn’t realize I’m there. 

I stand there for a minute, debating whether I should just turn around and walk out. The female coworker looks over at me and immediately steps away from him. He turns around, does a double-take, and gives me a big hug.

Boyfriend: “Oh, [My Name]! I didn’t know you were stopping in today!”

Me: “I thought I’d surprise you. But it looks like you’re too busy doing other things.” 

His face turns red.

Boyfriend: “Never too busy for you! Oh, this is [Coworker]. [Coworker], this is [My Name]. She’s my… good friend.”

I raise an eyebrow.

Me: “‘Good friend,’ huh? That’s one way to put it. [Coworker], it’s nice to meet you. I think I’ll let y’all get back to what you were doing.”

I spin around and walk out. He chases me down.

Boyfriend: “C’mon, babe, don’t be like that.”

Me: “What? You don’t like how your good friend is acting?”

Boyfriend: *Pause* “I f***ed up, didn’t I?”

Me: “That’s one way to put it.”

As you can probably guess, THAT relationship didn’t last much longer!

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