Unfiltered Story #208830

, , | Unfiltered | September 21, 2020

(So for the past 6 months I have worked in a mexican restaurant where we make your food as you go down the line, and in the past 6 months I have learned how to work most of the store in a way that meets our standards. Usually when people come up to order, I ask how I can help them, and then after they choose bowl, burrito, or tacos, I ask if they would like any rice or beans, and then move onto meats. In the past when people have skipped over an ingredient that I ask about again, they get upset so I just move on most of the time. The following interaction occurs between 1 and 2, right after peak but still at a time where we can get very busy, as such I am trying to push customers through as fast as possible.)

*A father and daughter walk up*

Me: Hi, how are you doing today?

Daughter: Good, can I have a bowl?

Me: Sure! For here or to go?

Dad: For here.

Me: Alright, any rice or beans?

Daughter: White rice please, with no beans and steak.

Me: Alright. *makes her order and slides it down to salsa* And for you sir?

Dad: A bowl.

Me: Any rice or beans?

Dad: White rice and extra steak.

Me: Sure thing. *makes his order then slides it down a few inches next to his daughter’s before making the order for the next person in line that had just walked up.

Dad: *borderline yelling* Sorry, but can we get someone who knows what they’re f***ing doing? This guy didn’t ask me if I wanted any beans and is just throwing things around.

Coworker on Salsa: *sighs and puts black beans on his bowl before finishing his order.*

Dad: *to cashier* I would also like to speak to your manager about this.

The cashier radios for the manager, all the while we are trying to push a now growing line around him as he is standing right in front of the register. Only once the manager comes out does he move.

Manager: What’s the problem?

Dad: You either need to retrain or fire that guy at the front of the line because he doesn’t know what he’s doing, I would also like my meal refunded. Not only did he not ask if I wanted beans, he tossed my bowl violently across the line when I politely asked for some.

With that the rest of us get confused looks on our faces hearing this, as he is still being very loud.

Manager: Sorry, but I was watching everything on our cameras and could hear you quite clearly in the back yell. So while I do apologize for this experience from one of our key employees, I won’t be refunding your meal.

It’s A Good Thing She Couldn’t See The Look On Your Face

, , , , | Right | September 20, 2020

Customer: “I would like to get $6.50 on pump fifteen.”

Me: “All right, that will be $6.50.”

The customer slides over a $10 bill, a quarter, and a nickel.

Me: “Ma’am, this is not enough change. This is a nickel and a quarter.”

Customer: “Oh, I thought that was a quarter.”

She gets a quarter out of her pocketbook to replace the nickel.

Me: “I can understand; the newer nickels can kind of look like quarters because of the new designs on them.”

Customer: “Oh, no… I’m legally blind!”

She was driving.

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Time To Drive On Out Of Here

, , , , , | Working | September 19, 2020

I’m a guitar teacher at a music studio that offers lessons from August through June. Teachers have the option of doing lessons over the summer if they can arrange it with the customers.

It’s mid-July and I’m the only one in the building. I’m sitting at the front desk waiting for my student to arrive. In walks a woman I don’t recognize.

Woman: “Hi.  I noticed you have signs in your parking lot saying that parking is for customers only, but I have an interview at the restaurant across the street and I can’t find parking anywhere else. Would it be okay if I parked here just for the interview?”

Me: “Sure thing! We’re closed for the summer anyway, so no one is using it right now. Good luck at your interview!”

Woman: “Thank you so much!”

She leaves to go to her interview. The next day, my boss, the owner, comes into the studio while I’m working. 

Boss: “Hey, so I saw on the security cameras yesterday that you let someone park in our lot who isn’t one of our customers.”

Me: “Yeah, I figured because we’re closed for the summer and not using it at the moment, we could let it slide. She had a job interview at the restaurant.”

Boss: “You shouldn’t have done that! When people drive on our parking lot, their tires wear down the pavement and I have to pay a thousand dollars to get it resealed! That just cost me a thousand dollars! You can’t just let whoever drive on our pavement!”

Confused and sure she’s joking, I laugh a little.

Me: “Yeah…”

Boss: “I’m serious! That was not okay! Never let anyone park here again unless they’re one of our customers! Even when we’re closed. I’m not made of money, you know.”

Me: “Okay. Sorry?”

Boss: “Just don’t let it happen again.”

So, not only was my boss creepily watching me and listening to my conversations over the security cameras while I was the only one in the building, but she actually tried to tell me it costs her a thousand dollars to have someone drive over her pavement. I have repeatedly watched this woman call a tow-truck on people when we are closed or have extra parking. I have since left the studio.

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We’re Not Calling You Stupid As We Don’t Have To

, , , , , | Right | September 14, 2020

I am delivering a pizza; the receipt prints with the address. I put the address into my GPS and go. When I get there, the house numbers on the receipt don’t match any of the houses, so I call the customer. It is raining heavily.

Customer: “Hello?”

Me: “Mr. [Customer]?”

Customer: “Yeah?”

Me: “Hi, I’m [My Name] from [Pizza Place]. I have your order, but I’m having trouble finding your house.”

Customer: “Why? It’s not that hard to find. I gave you my address, didn’t I?”

Me: “Yes, sir, but I am standing here at the address I have, and there is no house. Can you just verify the address for me, please?”

Customer: “No, I’m not giving you my address again! You have it; just take it there!”

Me: “Sir, I am there. There was obviously a problem, and the address is not right. Can you ple—”

Customer: “And how is that my problem?”

Me: “Well, sir, without the right address, I won’t be able to deliver your pizza.”

Customer: “Fine! Have it your way! It’s 123 South [Street].”

Me: “Ah… I see the problem. We have 123 [Street], South [Street] is a completely different street.”

Customer: “Fine! Now hurry up!”

It takes me a few minutes to get there, as South [Street] is about five miles from [Street].

Customer: “About time! I hope you don’t think you’re getting a tip for this! Get it right next time!”

Me: “Sir, this receipt says that you placed the order online.”

Customer: “So? What’s that got to do with anything?”

Me: “When you placed the order, did you have to type in the address?”

Customer: “Yeah? So what? You’re still late!”

Me: “The address on the receipt is printed exactly how you typed it when you placed the order.”

Customer: “What’s your point?”

Me: “You made a mistake when you put in your address.”

Customer: “Are you saying I don’t know my own address?!”

Me: “No, sir.”

Customer: “Are you calling me stupid?!”

Me: “No, sir.”

Customer: “It’s not my fault you couldn’t find the d*** place! Maybe you need to get better at your job!”

Me: “Sir, computers don’t lie.”

I showed him the receipt. After looking at the receipt and seeing the mistake, he threw his money at me and slammed the door. I then spent the next few minutes picking up the change in the rain. It was exact change. No tip. In total, this order took me thirty minutes. I missed out on two deliveries dealing with this guy.

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Talk About Spoiled!

, , , , , , | Friendly | September 12, 2020

We woke one day to discover that our mailbox and the culvert for our driveway had been completely demolished. Car parts were everywhere.

The state trooper told my husband the driver had swerved to miss a deer. He also seemed to believe she was the only one in the car.

We spent hours cleaning the site, temporarily stopping our mail, and contacting the county to fix the culvert. 

Not-so-fun fact: the county will do the work, but the homeowner must purchase the culvert elsewhere. So another hour is spent finding a replacement. The cost is over seven hundred and fifty dollars.

An hour and eighty-five dollars were spent shopping for a new mailbox and post.

In the course of one week, the driver’s accident cost us over eight hundred dollars and ten hours.

The day after the accident, her parents stopped by with a promise to pay as she has no insurance.

At one point, I said, “The trooper said she was avoiding a deer “

The dad snorted and said, “And you believe that?!”

The mother winced and explained, “I was in the car with my granddaughter. There was no deer. This is the fourth car she’s wrecked this year. We told her we’re not buying her another one.”

You can probably guess that not only did they not pay us anything, but they bought her another vehicle.

How do I know? Because later, she almost hit me head-on as I was nearing the end of our road and she was entering it. I slammed on the brakes. She hid her face.

Just last week, she drove past my house and flipped me off.

Being forgiving and generous to other people does not always end well.

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