Unfiltered Story #208749

, , , | Unfiltered | September 17, 2020

I am a customer, waiting in line to pay for my items. The cashier has just finished scanning my items. The woman in front of me is putting away her change from her purchase when she has the following interaction with the cashier.

Customer: This is Canadian penny!
Cashier: It’s what?
Customer: A Canadian penny! I can’t use this!
Cashier: Uh…
Customer: Give me an American penny! I can’t use this one!
Cashier: We take Canadian pennies.
Customer: Well I can’t use it anywhere else. I need an American one!
Me: American and Canadian pennies are the same size, they get confused all the time.
Customer: Well I can’t use this! (She tosses the penny at the cashier and storms off)
The cashier finished scanning my items and I pay.
Cashier: … and 2 cents is your change.
Me: Canadian pennies are fine by me!

Two’s Company, The Whole Family Tree’s A Crowd

, , , , , , | Romantic | September 8, 2020

Shortly after finishing college, a boy I am dating invites me to spend a week in New York City with his family. It falls over our three-year anniversary, so he promises to take me out for a fancy dinner.

I am so excited! I pack a suitcase and drive to his house, expecting to see their minivan packed with bags and everyone getting ready to go. What I see, instead, is a bunch of vehicles parked in the yard and a bunch of people going back and forth between the house and the largest vehicles — mostly two fifteen-passenger vans.

My boyfriend comes out to greet me. 

Boyfriend: *Sheepishly* “Hey. Uh, so, you can say you don’t want to go if you don’t. I totally get it.”

Me: “What is… I thought this was a family thing?”

Boyfriend: “Yeah, but then [One Of His Brothers] found out you were going, so he wanted to take his girlfriend. And [Aunt] and [Uncle] wanted to come, but they have to bring their kids. It kind of… blew up?”

I nod, slowly taking it all in.

Me: “Uh-huh. So, how does this change things up there? Our reservations are for your immediate family and me.”

Boyfriend: “Yeah, well, we’ll have our own room, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

It is, but I don’t want to say so because it seems shallow to not want to share a hotel room when I’m invited on a trip.

Me: “Okay, well, I already took off work, so I might as well go, right?”

The trip was an absolute disaster. We did not get our own room — even though we paid for it by ourselves — because the hotel was completely booked and the added family members didn’t want to stay elsewhere; we ended up sharing our room with his aunt and uncle and their three children. I’m pretty sure it was against policy to have seven people in a room that sleeps four but they never got caught and never offered to split the cost of the room, either.

We also never got our anniversary dinner date because his brother and girlfriend wanted to do a double date and wouldn’t take no for an answer; it later came out that they wanted to get away from their annoying, clingy family members. The irony escaped them.

My boyfriend was truly sorry and did his best to make it up to me when we got back. We dated for a while after that, but when the next family trip came around, I made my own bookings in my own name and put my foot down on sharing.

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My Two Cents Is Free; Two Bucks Will Cost You

, , , , , , | Legal | September 2, 2020

I am a paramedic in the New York City 911 system. We deal with a lot of abuse towards us, but this course of events had everyone there baffled.

Depending on the night, we sometimes have to fuel up the ambulance at the gas station instead of our actual station, like when it’s really busy or we are out of our main response area. We carry credit cards that are assigned to the truck and can only be used for gas/diesel.

My partner and I are at the gas station at pump seven. I go inside the store for drinks, and when I come back out, a driver is screaming at my partner. I run over and ask what is going on. 

Apparently, the driver had gone inside and put $40 on pump seven — he was actually at pump eight on the other side — so when my partner swiped the card, it didn’t activate. He pumped around two dollars of the other guy’s forty before the driver started screaming and he realized there was a mistake. He hadn’t noticed because the pump had still asked for the odometer reading and truck PIN, even though it didn’t take the card; we’re not sure why.

My partner is trying to apologize and give the guy $2 from his wallet, but the guy isn’t giving him a chance to speak. He is just screaming, “You scammed me! You use your card to fill my tank all the way!” It’s a flatbed, so it has a big tank. We obviously can’t do that, but my partner says that since he didn’t notice and it was his mistake, he has no issue reimbursing the guy from his own wallet and then filing a “petty cash” claim at the end of the shift.

This guy is not having it. He just keeps screaming to the point that one of the store employees comes out to see what is going on. By this time, I have already landlined dispatch, briefly explained, and asked for a boss to come to try and rectify the situation. Dispatch heard the screaming in the background and decided to dispatch another unit to our location, as well as a boss and police for our safety.

The guy goes inside to yell at the clerk for stealing his money. I follow him to make sure the clerks are safe. We are on really good terms with the night manager, so we always feel like we need to keep her safe. The guy starts screaming at her, even after she offers to give him the $2.

That’s where it goes from bad to “oh, s***.” This moron decides since he’s angry, he’s going to pull out his pocket knife and threaten everyone. It does not work like he wants it to, though. I quickly hit my radio emergency button — which my partner hears and comes running — and speak over the air, “[Distress code], I need PD now; he has a knife.”

In my area, when an ambulance calls a distress code, you get literally everybody. Every available ambulance, boss, and sometimes chief show up to help. We end up with something like twelve ambulances and two bosses at our location within two or three minutes. We get almost the entire police precinct within five or six minutes.

The guy does not have a good day after that; he ends up arrested because of the weapon — all over $2 that we said we would gladly give him.

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Unfiltered Story #206212

, , , , | Unfiltered | August 26, 2020

I work for a company that offers “proactive live chat” on its website. That means if a customer’s actions while browsing meet specific criteria, it will trigger a pop-up in the corner of their screen asking if they want help. They can click “accept” or “decline”, or simply ignore it. This is a real transcript of one such chat.

Me: You are now chatting with [Name]. How may I help you?
Customer: Not sure. Need help message kept popping up!
Me: Hi [Customer’s name]. We offer help if you have been on a checkout page for longer than 30 seconds. However, if you don’t need help, you can decline the pop-up. Do you have any questions today?
Customer: Not really. Thank you.
Me: Okay. Thank you for contacting the [Company]. Have a good day.
[Customer] has left the conversation

Unfiltered Story #206180

, , , | Unfiltered | August 24, 2020

I pop into the bodega near work this morning to grab breakfast before work, having not eaten since I woke up, so I’m a bit cranky. I visit this bodega a few times a week and have a good rapport with the owner.

Me: Coffee and this muffin please.
Store Owner: No sandwich today?
Me: Nope. Coffee and muffin please.
Store Owner: Any valentine’s Day plans?
Me: Nah, just working.
Store Owner: Aw, I’ll give you your muffin for free if you promise to do something nice for yourself today.
Me: [Store Owner], I swear to god, if you don’t give me my muffin right now I will lose my mind.
Store Owner’s wife from the back: [Store Owner] YOU LEAVE THAT LADY ALONE AND GIVE HER HER DAMN MUFFIN.
Store Owner: Geeeeeeeze fine, here. I hope you have a good day anyways.
Me: Thank you, [Store Owner]. I’ll see you next time.