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Give It A Rest On The Restroom Thing

, , , | Right | CREDIT: squeemishyoungfella | May 1, 2022

I work in a pet supply store in a large strip mall-type area. For safety issues, our restrooms are for employee use only and locked with a keypad. This change happened the first week I started working there, so I never really asked any questions. We are literally a thirty-second walk from several other stores that do have public restrooms.

Me: “Hi, is there anything you need help with?”

Customer: “I have been driving all day, and I really need to use the restroom.”

He puts extra emphasis on the “all day” part, and I can tell that he already knows our restrooms are not public but he is trying to make me feel bad for him.

Me: “Oh, I’m sorry, we don’t have public restrooms, but [Closest Store] right next door does.”

There is an awkward silence for a moment.

Me: “Is there anything else I can help you with?”

Customer: “Where’s the cat food?”

Me: “The next few aisles in that direction are all cat food!”

The next half-hour includes him grabbing a single bag of cat food and then proceeding to walk around and have the exact same conversation with all of my coworkers. Every. Single. One. he’s yelling about how he’s been driving all day and needs a restroom immediately. Interesting; he could have gone twenty minutes ago to the one next door.

He comes back to the aisle I’m working in and meanders around a bit.

Me: “Is there something else I can help you with?”

Customer: “What I need help with is that I’ve been driving all day to get stuff from your store and I just need to use the restroom!”

He has a very common brand of food in his hand that can be found in most grocery stores.

Me: “I’m so sorry, but there is nothing I can do about that.”

He stormed off yelling over the fact that he was spending money so he should get to use the restroom.

This sort of thing happens at least twice a week. What’s so special about OUR specific restroom that makes you need to use it? I’m just following the rules; I’d literally get in trouble if I let him use the restroom.

Her Compassion Meter Appears To Be Disabled

, , , , , | Friendly | April 23, 2022

I am a twenty-five-year-old woman on oxygen. I go into the bathroom at the beach and see that the handicapped stall is available. I can fit my tank in a normal stall, but it’s more comfortable with the extra space, so I take it.

No sooner do I sit down than I see a boy of two or three try to crawl under the door. He is pulled back and a woman scolds him. I exit the stall to see a woman and two children under five.

Woman:You took the handicapped stall?”

I gesture to my oxygen tank

Me: “Yes?”

Woman: “You shouldn’t use it.”

Me: “Uhh… why?”

Woman: “I need that space.”

She gestures to her children.

Me: “Oh. You’re disabled?”

Woman: “I have children!”

Me: “I’m so sorry. That must be so difficult.”

The woman stared at me for a moment before dragging her children into the stall. I understand using the stall for families. I don’t understand how she saw me with my tank and thought I wasn’t allowed to use it.

That Poor Child

, , , , , , | Right | April 20, 2022

I worked as a manager in a busy Boston shopping and tourist spot in the mid-1990s. The shop was three floors: two above ground, open to the public, and a floor below ground for employees accessible through two locked doors and a narrow spiral staircase. Outside of the door on the top level were public restrooms.

It was a very busy summer afternoon with at least 100 people in the store. A little boy standing in line with his family told his dad he had to pee. Dad ignored him. The boy told him several times, and still, Dad didn’t react. He got to the register where I was helping to expedite the checkout process.

Dad: “Do you have a bathroom?”

Me: “There is a public restroom in the hallway upstairs, just outside of the store exit.”

Dad: “No. He needs your bathroom. He can’t wait.”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, but our employee bathrooms are not accessible on this floor, and for safety reasons, I cannot bring you below. The public restrooms are just upstairs, though.”

Dad: “Are you telling me you are ignoring the needs of a little boy due to ‘safety’?”

He did finger quotes as he said this.

Me: “Yes, sir, that’s exactly what I’m saying.”

It went on for a few more seconds until the dad grabbed the kid who desperately needed to pee at this point and left to use the restroom. I checked out the rest of his family, who were embarrassed by the confrontation, and I was in the middle of checking out the next person in line when Dad came back into the store, dragging his child, who was crying and in wet pants. The father started screaming at me.

Dad: “He pissed himself! Are you happy, you dumb b****? This is all your fault! He pissed himself like a f****** baby!”

At this point, the customer who I was checking out spoke up.

Customer: “Are you joking? Your child told you he had to pee while we were still standing back there—” *gestures to where the line is stretched back at least ten people away* “—and you did nothing. You tried to bully this poor woman into breaking rules instead of just saying thank you and taking your kid to the bathroom. And now you’re humiliating him at the same time as trying to blame her? Your bathroom emergency was not her fault!”

It was a great moment made better when the dad started arguing with the customer. He started threatening violence, so one of my employees grabbed an officer patrolling outside to intervene. The officer told the angry dad:

Officer: “Your lack of planning does not constitute an emergency for anyone else.”

No Joy With That Much Soy

, , , , , , | Right Working | CREDIT: Kaneki2424 | April 10, 2022

A bunch of teens and a few people who were likely in their early twenties came into our small grocery store and stole all the mobility scooters. They jousted with them in the parking lot and in the store and absolutely trashed the back. This was in itself a pain to clean up since we have a Renaissance festival nearby this time of year which swamps us with customers, but what really sucked is what happened after we caught them all and kicked them out.

The exact moment I started to relax again, another employee came running up to the front to talk to the manager.

Coworker: “Those kids also trashed the men’s restroom!”

I didn’t think this would be too bad when I was immediately sent to clean it, but I took one step inside that door and vomited hard.

They had covered the entire restroom in SOY SAUCE, and no, I’m not joking. It was up the walls, in the toilet and urinal, and all over the floor, and that stuff smelled so bad

Then, when I had finished cleaning it all up, the same manager who told me to go back there berated me for taking so long even though I told them that I had no experience with legit cleaning supplies; I was kinda poor so rags and water were about the gist of it. That was the icing on the crap cake.

The Pissy Attitude Was Bad Enough!

, , , , , , , | Right | March 29, 2022

In the early 2000s, I was a delivery driver at a locally-owned pharmacy. Most of our customers had been with us for years or even decades and never gave us any problems.

However, there was this one guy who seemed to thrive on being a jerk. He repeatedly refused to pay the $2.00 delivery fee and often called the store to complain that they had gotten his prescription wrong (which they never did).

The one time he actually came to the store, he asked to use the bathroom. He couldn’t get in there because the doorway was too narrow, so instead, he peed from the doorway in the general direction of the toilet. His aim was less than perfect.

Finally, the owner of the pharmacy wrote this guy a letter to the effect of:

Owner: “It is obvious that nothing we do will ever satisfy you. As such, we have decided to no longer accept your business. You are not to contact us again under any circumstances.

And because he knew how much crap I had taken from that guy, the owner made sure I got a copy of the letter.