Didn’t Realize This Was A Hotel

, , , , | Friendly | August 24, 2019

(I am shopping for clothes with my mom when I decide to try some stuff on in the fitting rooms. It’s a busy day at the mall that I’m at, so the line is long. Once I’m at the front of the line, a woman comes out of a fitting room, puts some items on a return rack, and walks away from the fitting rooms. I walk in and the room is a mess! There are clothes everywhere, though I don’t think too much of it because it’s so busy today. This happens right before I start to try on the clothes I picked out.)

Lady: *banging loudly on the door*

Me: *startled* “Oh, sorry! I’m in this one. I’ll be out in a minute!”

Lady:What? What do you mean, you’re in this one? It was my room!”

Me: “Sorry, what?”

Lady: *getting louder* “All of my stuff is in there! It’s my room!

Me: “Um, okay, sorry, I’ll be out in a second.”

Lady: *huffs* “Fine.”

(I change as quickly as I can and come out of the fitting room. If looks could kill, I’d be dead and that lady would be on trial for second-degree murder.)

Lady: “All of my stuff was in there. I don’t know why that was so hard to understand. How rude!”

(I had a good laugh about it with my mom later. I’m terrible at dealing with conflict, but I sure wish I’d said something to put her in her place!)

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Christians: Thou Shalt Not Spit On Teenagers

, , , , , | Friendly | August 23, 2019

(I am 17, visiting my grandparents in southern Florida for a few weeks during the summer. I am bi and I wear a gender-equality necklace at all times on plain display. This has rarely ever been an issue to people. I am looking around for peppers to make a homemade jambalaya with my grandmother when a man approaches me wearing a familiar red trucker cap.)

Hat Guy: “Hold on, boy. Do you know what that necklace means?”

(One worker looks over and sees my necklace. She gives me a pained “I’m sorry” face and goes off to find her manager.)

Me: “Oh, I know it pretty well, buddy. May I ask, do you know what that hat means, big guy?”

Hat Guy: “It means that people like you should get out of our d*** country!”

(Quite a few people turn and look at both of us in apparent disgust. To my relief, the worker from earlier appears to be returning with a manager.)

Me: “Oh, look, a manager.” *gesturing towards him* “Can I talk to you for a minute?”

(Hat Guy looks at the manager, who happens to be a tall young man wearing a pin that says “Gaymer,” but Hat Guy doesn’t notice.)

Hat Guy: “Get this d*** [gay slur] out of here! I thought this was a Christian place!”

(The manager says something to the worker who quickly scurries off.)

Manager: “Sir, we are not affiliated with any religion, race, or political party. But we will not have people harassing paying customers.”

(As he says this, the worker returns with a security guy, or at least a loss prevention guy; I never inquired.)

Guard: “Sir, I’m going to have to ask you to leave, or I will call the police and have you removed for disorderly conduct.”

(Hat Guy turns to the manager, who gestures to his pin, causing Hat Guy’s eyes to widen.)

Hat Guy: “That’s why! You’re one of them! D*** [slurs] trying to taint my food! I’m never gonna be like one of you!”

(He then proceeded to SPIT ON MY FACE and leave the store. I thanked the manager and complimented his pin. He offered to help me find my items and gave me a 20% discount, too. If you read this, gay manager dude, thanks for helping, and the jambalaya is now my trademark family dish!)

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Not Such A Sleeping Beauty

, , , | Right | August 21, 2019

(I am on the train to work, and it’s pretty early in the morning. We’re heading into the city, and most of the people on board are pretty sleepy, myself included. The guy next to me has fallen asleep, and I mean solidly asleep. The one stop the train makes before the city, where a huge influx of people board, does nothing to wake him up. He is out of it. As I’ve known people who have missed stops — and flights — before due to being asleep, when we arrive at the station I decide to help. Big mistake.)

Me: *very gently touches him on the shoulder* “Hey, we’re–”

Guy: *jerks upright* “I was not sleeping!

Me: “Oh, sorry, just didn’t want you to miss your stop.”

Guy: *glares* “Well, I wouldn’t have, because I wasn’t sleeping!

Me: “Okay, sorry?”

Guy: *huffs and starts muttering under his breath*

Me: *to my partner, who was in a different seat, as we’re walking out* “Jeez, next time I’ll just let him sleep through his stop!”

Partner: “Right? I mean just ’cause it’s Monday, there’s no need to be rude.”

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Nothing Sadder Than Going Out Of Your Way To Bring Others Down

, , , , | Friendly | August 19, 2019

(I’m a bit of a horror fanatic and own a sizeable collection of horror-movie-themed T-shirts. I just think it’s a fun way to show off my fandom. Typically, nobody really comments on my shirts outside of the occasional “Cool shirt, bro.” But one day, I am in line at a small corner store wearing one of my shirts, which has artwork inspired by a certain iconic horror film from the late 70s. There are a few people in front of me in line, and the person directly in front of me, some college-aged frat-looking dude, turns around and begins talking to me.)

Customer: “Wow, you must be really sad.”

Me: “Huh?”

Customer: “That movie on your shirt is s***. You must be a really sad person to think you’re so cool wearing that.”

Me: *confused chuckle* “Okay, buddy, whatever you say.”

Customer: “It’s pathetic, you know? You thinking you’re so cool. I can’t imagine how the other kids must treat you at school.”

Me: “Well, I’m 30, so I really couldn’t care what some school kids would think. Now please shut up and leave me alone.”

Customer: “Wow, what a loser. Thinking you’re so cool for having such a s***ty taste in movies and a s***ty shirt.”

Me: *in an annoyed, sarcastic tone* “Yeah, sure… really sucks. I’m so lonely. I don’t know how I can sleep at night.”

Customer: “What kind of pathetic loser goes around in a s***ty shirt like that thinking he’s so cool?”

Me: “Someone who doesn’t care what you think?”

Customer: “What a f****** loser!”

(The customer stepped out of line and just walked out of the store. Thoroughly confused, I went through the line and left, only to be confronted by the customer, who was standing around with a group of friends outside the doors. On cue, they all pointed and laughed at me the entire time I walked to my car, taunting me about my shirt and how much of a loser I am. I’ll genuinely never understand why some people feel such a need to try and make other people feel bad about the things they like. But needless to say, I haven’t stopped wearing the shirts, because screw those guys. I’m not ashamed to like what I like.)

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Learning A Lesson Very Suddenly

, , , , | Friendly | August 19, 2019

I am driving home one evening, well after dark. I am in a residential area, going just under the posted speed, when a car comes up behind me and begins tailgating me. They are so close to my bumper that I can make out the shape of the driver in my brake lights.

I pick up speed until I am just over the speed limit. The police in this small town will ticket you for just about anything, so I try to avoid going over the posted limit whenever possible. This person backs off just a bit, but they are still way to close to me for comfort.

I finally slow until I’m on the speed limit and decide, “Screw it. If he hits me, it’s his fault.”

Not even ten seconds after thinking that, a dog comes running out of the high grass on the side of the road and right in my path. I slam on my brakes to avoid hitting him, and the other person slams on their brakes, as well. Somehow, they don’t hit me, which I still don’t understand, considering how close they were following me. 

Once the dog is out of the way, I drive on and check my rearview mirror. The driver has let me get a good 30 yards ahead of him before driving on, as well. When I have to suddenly slow because of a pothole, he slams on his brakes, still a good 25 to 30 yards away.

Guess it taught him a lesson.

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