Salty About Your Health

, , , , , , | Working | June 16, 2018

(I am finishing up my order at a sandwich shop.)

Me: “…and salt and pepper, please.”

Worker: *maybe 15 years older than I am* “Ooh, you have to watch your salt intake. It can be bad if you have high blood pressure.”

Me: *caught off guard and not sure how to react* “Um, my blood pressure is fine. Can I have salt and pepper?”

Worker: “Well, it’s fine now, but when you’re my age, you need to watch these things. You got cheese on your sandwich, too; can’t have too much of that when you’re older because of the fat and cholesterol.”

Me: “Okay?”

Worker: “Yes, you really need to be careful with these things. I know you’re young now, but—”

Customer Behind Me: “Wow, I didn’t know sandwiches came with health lectures now! Hope it doesn’t take too long; I’m hungry.”

Worker: *pause* “Let me ring you up.”

Me: *more to the customer than the worker* “Thank you.”

Unfiltered Story #114599

, , , | Unfiltered | June 14, 2018

(I work at a call center that tries to give people information about schools around their area that have available classes. I’m helping a customer looking for a specific medical course. It took some convincing because she already did a search for schools and found something, but eventually I was able to get the necessary information out of her. We do our search by zip code to make sure people know the schools in a specific area. Sadly, no leads popped which meant we didn’t have any available courses in our system.)

Me: I’m really sorry, but unfortunately we weren’t able to find any matches with the information I have here. What else would you like me to search for you?

Customer: *noticeably irritated* I don’t understand why you couldn’t find the school that I was talking to in Washington!!

Me: Uhm, that’s because the zip code you gave me was in Michigan…

Anything Else But This!

, , , , , , | Working | June 9, 2018

(I pull up to a fast food restaurant’s drive-thru to order food for three different people.)

Employee: “Hi, welcome to [Restaurant]. Can I take your order?”

Me: “Sure, I will have a combo #7, large size, with a diet [drink].”

Employee: “Okay, anything else?”

Me: “Yes, several more items. I’ll also have a cheeseburger, no pickles.”

Employee: “Anything else?”

Me: “Yes, still, several more items. I will also have a ten-piece chicken.”

Employee: “Anything else?”

Me: “This will go faster if you stop interrupting me asking me anything else.”

Employee: “Sorry.”

Me: “I would like honey mustard sauce with those chicken pieces.”

Employee: “Anything else?”

(All in all it probably took twice as long as if he would have just listened to my order. In addition, I had to correct several things that he punched into the computer wrong. I wish drive-thru people would just listen to their customers instead of talking over them.)

A Bad Case Of Extreme Entitlement

, , , , , | Healthy | June 9, 2018

(I need a trip to the doctor, and the one I am seeing is brand new to me, so I don’t know much about the office. When my husband and I walk in, we are approached by a woman in a wheelchair.)

Patient #1: “If you’re here to see the doctor, there’s a four-hour wait.”

Me: “Seriously?”

Patient #1: “Yeah. It’s really bad. They’ve started using a new system today and they’re having all sorts of trouble with it.”

(A younger woman comes out to take the patient away.)

Husband: “Excuse me, but is it true that if you have an appointment, they’re running four hours behind?”

Young Woman: “Oh, no. That’s just the walk-in clinic. Appointments are running as close to on time as they can get.”

Me: “Thanks.”

(My husband and I go inside and approach the counter.)

Nurse #1: “Hello there. Are you here for the clinic?”

Me: “No, I’ve got an appointment with [Doctor] at three.”

Nurse #1: “All right, then. Let me get some information from you and we’ll get you going.”

(I give her all the pertinent information. She puts it all in, and then her computer beeps and she gives a deep sigh.)

Nurse #1: “I’m sorry. I need to restart the computer, and I’ll have to get your info again. It’s this new system we got. Today is our first day using it and it’s been nothing but trouble.”

Me: “No problem. I understand computers acting up.”

Nurse #1: “Thanks for your understanding.”

(Next to me is another patient trying to get in to see a doctor via the walk-in clinic.)

Patient #2: “What do you mean there’s a four-hour wait? I’m sick. I could die. Why can’t you get me in sooner?”

Nurse #2: “I’m sorry, ma’am. But we’re running behind because of the trouble with our new system. If you don’t want to wait, I can get you an appointment tomorrow morning with your doctor.”

Patient #2: “I don’t have time for that. I’m here now and you will see me now.”

Nurse #2: “I’m sorry, ma’am. You’re going to have to wait.”

Nurse #1: “Okay, [My Name]. Let’s go over that information one more time.” *gives info* “Okay, it took it this time. Here you go. You should be called back shortly.”

Me: “Thank you.”

Patient #2: “Why is she getting in before me? She’s fat. Fat people are always sick. They should have to wait.”

Nurse #2: “She has an appointment with one of our doctors.”

Patient #2: “Then give me her appointment.”

Nurse #2: “We’re not going to do that. Either sit down or take the appointment I’m offering you.”

([Patient #2] continued screaming that “fat people are too sick to see a doctor,” and “I’m more important than everyone here.” She was removed from the office and banned from the clinic.)

Unfiltered Story #113855

, | | Unfiltered | June 8, 2018

I was the GM of a brew pub on the Oregon Coast. We had a weekly trivia game where the winner won a growler of the beer we brewed (the prize was stated on every chalkboard in the place as well as announced throughout the game). The idea was to promote OUR BEER.

At one point during the winter months, an older couple started showing up every week and playing. One week they won, and when I went to the table to ask which beer they wanted me to fill their growler with, they said “Oh we don’t drink beer. We’d like a bottle of wine” (they even requested one of our more expensive bottles). I replied, “I’m sorry, I can’t do that. The prize is a growler of one of our beers. That’s the entire point of the game”. They proceeded to get irate and asked for the manager. Which was me. NO, they didn’t get a bottle of wine.  One of my servers later had the nerve to use the “but the costumer is always right” line on me, to which I replied “Like hell they are.”  Maybe I wasn’t cut out for that line of work.

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