Unfiltered Story #160944

, , | Unfiltered | August 28, 2019

I used to work in a children’s play center, and people could have their kid’s birthday party there. When people would call to give us the names of the kids on their guest list, I would make them spell out every single name because we make name tags and put the names on the kids’ popcorn bags and juice cups, and there are so many “unique” spelling of names nowadays. One woman called to give her guest list, and this happened:

Customer (after she has just finished spelling out a very common name with a very common spelling): Next is Raven.
Me: Could you spell that for me?
Customer: RAVEN!!
Me: I heard you, could you please spell it for me?
Customer: It’s RAVEN! How hard is that?!
Me: Ok, so that’s R-A-
Customer: No??? RAVEN! R-E-V-Y-N. Just like it sounds!!

I was hoping she just didn’t know how to spell “Raven”, but nope. Sure enough, a couple days later when we hosted her child’s birthday party, there was a child named “Revyn” (pronounced like “Raven”) there.

Jedi: Samurai Of The Galaxy

, , , , , | Friendly | September 27, 2018

(Overheard at a playground…)

Mother: “Are your children wearing traditional Japanese kimonos?”

Japanese Mother: “No, they’re Star Wars costumes.”

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She’s Not Playing Around About Extending Her Playing Around

, , , , , | Related | June 28, 2018

(My sister is about three years old at the time of this story, and our mother has taken her out to play. It’s time to go home, and naturally, my sister doesn’t want to leave. She’s trying to get back to the playground.)

Mom: “[Sister], Mommy said no!”

Sister: “But Mommy, [Sister] said yes!

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Well, That Experience Has Gone Right Down The Toilet

, , , , , , | Working | May 14, 2018

(I am a manager of a kid’s play area, and during weekdays we have minimal staff in the afternoons, as it gets rather quiet. We each have our own specific closing duties like tills, cleaning kitchens, toilets, etc. but we have a great team and any of the workload we have that is non-managerial is shared so no one is left behind. We also have high school students join us for a week here and there for work experience, and they are mostly a pleasure to deal with. I am about to clean the toilets when the work experience girl says she is finished with her tasks and asks what she could do next.)

Me: “Well, I know [Coworker] is on time with her tasks, and I need to get a wriggle on with the tills, but I have to do the toilets first. I know they’re not everyone’s favourite task, and since you’re on work experience I’ll go easy on you; do you think it’s something you’d like to tackle?”

Work Experience Girl: “Yeah, I don’t mind at all. I haven’t done it before; can you show me what to do?”

Me: “No problem.”

(I explained what to do and where to find gloves, buckets, and other cleaning supplies. Just in case it isn’t super obvious, it only involves cleaning the bowls, basins, and mirrors, sweeping, and mopping. There are only seven toilets, and my coworker and I are on top of cleaning them throughout the day, so they’re pretty clean already and it usually takes ten minutes. Since she’d never done it before, I imagined it might take longer. She seemed cheerful enough and set to work. After ten minutes, she was done and asked me to check them. They were spotless and I was impressed. I told her so and she beamed. Since there were only my own managerial duties to go and I was nearly finished, I said she could take the last ten minutes as an early mark and gave her a lemonade on the house. I finished up the night’s tasks and I thought nothing of it. The next day, I got a call from the owner, who told me that the work experience girl was not coming back. Apparently, her father had called the school complaining that she was distraught. She was incredibly upset that we would lock her in the toilets and not let her out until they were spotless. She had to clean toilets with her bare hands and wasn’t allowed to wash her hands after. The school decided they would no longer offer our play area as an option for work experience kids. I was too shocked to reply.)

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The Wind Is Blowing Them In Today

, , , | Right | April 20, 2018

(We are in a windy area, so we often close one of our entrances and leave a sign asking patrons to use a different entrance. This day has been particularly bad for sign-blindness. A patron tries to open the door, then steps back to look at the door, totally missing the sign at eye-level in front of her face.)

Patron: *knock knock* “EXCUSE ME!”

(I wave and smile, and gesture for them to move to the next door. The patron ignores me, steps back to door, and tries to push again, actually placing her hand and pushing ON THE SIGN that says, “PLEASE USE OTHER DOOR DUE TO WIND.” Then, she glares at me when it doesn’t open.)

Me: *gets up, goes to other door and open it, calling out* “Hi, guys! Sorry, we’re just using the one door today due to the wind.”

Patron: “Oh, okay. We didn’t realise.”

Me: “Yeah, sorry, we do have a sign up.”

Patron: *as if it was my fault for the sign not being obvious enough* “Well, we didn’t see it.”

Me: *unable to keep it in, muttering* “Well, you put your hand on it.”

Patron: “What was that?”

Me: *with a big smile* “Oh, nothing. Enjoy your visit!”

(I go back to my desk and sit down. Another customer comes to the door, tries to open it, tries again with their hand touching the sign, and then looks questioningly at me.)

Me: *sigh*

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