Do Not Address Me About My Dress

, , , , , , | Friendly | May 29, 2019

(For a time, my father decided he was going to join a particular religion. During that time, he would have some fellows from church that would come over and talk about lessons with him. I have never been religious and after going to his church only once I decided never to go back again due to the men being extremely sexist. They refused to acknowledge my existence because I wore dress slacks to their church and they felt that women should only wear dresses or skirts. One day the church fellows come to the house shortly before I wake up. I wore a tank top and shorts to sleep.)

Me: *wanders into kitchen, groggy, searching for breakfast*

Fellow #1: “Please do not wander about so scandalously dressed!”

Me: *freezes and slowly turns to stare at the three men at the table, not having realized they were there* “I’m in my own house, I just woke up, and you have the audacity to tell me how I should dress in my own house?”

Fellow #2: “Women should not walk around so carelessly dressed! Showing off so much skin is sinful and tempting behavior.”

(This is not the first time these same ones have come at me for my dress. They almost always said something rude about my “daring to wear pants” or “showing off my shoulders.” I have finally had enough.)

Me: “If it was up to me, you would never set foot in this house. I tolerate it because it’s my dad’s choice to practice your faith. Back off.”

Fellow #1: “A woman has no right to tell a man what he can or can’t do in another man’s house!”

Me: “I can tell you whatever the f*** I want. I do not believe in your religion, which I feel is pretty horribly sexist. Now, leave me the f*** alone so I can eat my breakfast.”

Fellow #1: *to my father* “Your daughter is very rude, and you should discipline her for speaking in such a manner in front of men!”

Me: *poking my head out of the kitchen where I went to fix a bagel* “You lay a finger on me and I will break your arm.”

Fellow #2: “Did that girl just threaten her own father?! What blasphemy!” *to my father* “It is your right to punish her for acting so shamefully!”

Me: *storming into the room, slamming my hands on the table, and leaning close to their faces* “I will do it. I don’t make threats. I don’t take s***. I am my own person and I’ll be d***ed before I ever let some man try and act like I am property! I know that you just urged my father to beat me, and I would never let him or any man lay a hand on me! I am not like other meek women who will just do as told because ‘you’re a man.’ Before he found your religion, my father raised me to think for myself and to never let a man rule me or my life. That’s how I was raised, and that’s the father I will listen to, not the man your religion is making him if he thinks anything like you!”

(I grabbed my bagel and went back to my room, leaving them in stunned silence. My dad, who had been quiet through the whole thing, later asked me not to come out when they were around. The next time those same church fellows came to the house, they asked my dad if he had properly punished “the shameful one.” My dad slammed the door in their faces after telling them he would never tolerate someone speaking of his daughter that way. He came and thanked me, because he realized he was changing due to that outburst, and hugged me. It made him realize he was becoming the very thing he always warned me about. He never went back to their church again.)

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Bye Bye Binary

, , , , , , , | Learning | April 14, 2019

(This takes place in my sociology class which has a variety of people, some of whom are very open-minded and some of whom… aren’t. Our current unit is on sex — biological, not the act — and gender.)

Teacher: “Is sex a binary?”

Me: “It’s not quite binary, but mostly.”

Teacher: “And why is that?”

Female Student: “Because of intersex people.”

Teacher: “Exactly.”

(The teacher goes on to talk about the biological characteristics and some of the issues around intersex people, primarily the fact that parents have to choose which sex to raise their child as.)

Male Student: “Okay, but something like .0001 percent of people not fitting in that binary doesn’t get rid of the binary.”

(I can’t help but wonder how he’s going to react when we talk about the gender spectrum tomorrow.)

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Unfiltered Story #141635

, , , | Unfiltered | February 24, 2019

Me – “Thank you for choosing Tim Horton’s. This is Hannah what can I get for you?”

Customer – “Give me the damn vanilla?”

Me – “I’m sorry?”

Customer – “The DAMN VANILLA!”

Exasperated me – “I’ll have your total at the window”

She’s As Cold As Icee

, , , , , | Right | February 21, 2019

(I am working concessions at a movie theater. I already had a bad feeling this customer when I saw her scream at her kids while waiting in line. I know kids can be rough, so I am giving her the benefit of the doubt. Her order is pretty big, but it goes by pretty smoothly until I hand her the first large, Wild Cherry Icee. The bottom of the plastic cup has popped out a bit, but it can still stand up on its own, and it’s going to be sitting in a cup holder, anyway. It usually goes unnoticed, but not this time…)

Customer: “This cup is defective! I want another one.”

(I think she is being a little picky, but nonetheless, I smile and go to get her another cup. I take the lid off and begin pouring the Icee into a new cup, but then…)

Customer: “Uh-uh, you can’t do that! You’ve got to start all over!”

(Once again, I think she’s being incredibly picky, but I just keep smiling, and begin to make her a new Icee, but she’s still unhappy…)

Customer: “Why is this taking so long? Where’s my popcorn? You haven’t started anything else yet!”

(Now, I’m starting to get annoyed, but I’m still polite to her, and tell her that I’ll have the rest of her order ready shortly. Our manager is helping run for us, and I tell him to get some of her items, but she complains to him that I’m taking too long with her Icee. He reminds her that I’m doing everything she’s asking me, but she keeps on complaining to him. I finally finish with her Icees, but the top to one of them is dripping a bit. This happens all the time, and I do what I usually do: I grab a napkin and wipe it off. Nonetheless, she’s still unhappy…)

Customer: “What kind of place are y’all operating here? This is ridiculous. I’m calling corporate!”

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Unfiltered Story #138877

, , , | Unfiltered | February 4, 2019

(I get a customer who wants to know if his movies order came through. I look it up and our system show he has no orders. He is irritated, but ask that I look up movies with a certain 80s child actor.)

Me: “Okay, after the seven results that we’re able to order, looks like you already have six.”

Customer: “Good, can you order them for me?”

Me: “…Which ones?” *calls out the names of ones that showed up on my system*

Customer: “No, I already have those. Can you just order the others for me?”

Me: “There are no others, sir. These are the only ones available for order.”

Customer: *sighs, clearly heavily irritated* “You know, I’m not a child molester…”

Me: *?!*

Customer: “I just like this one, child actor, you know. Could you just order it for me?”

Me: *shocked, confused, and a little worried* “Um… we can’t order any ones that you don’t already have.”

Customer: *walking away* “So you’ll call me when they’re in?”

Me: “…Uh, yes, sir.”