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Karma Comes In Flashes

, , , , | Right | November 17, 2020

My husband and I are on our honeymoon and one of the excursions we decide to do is a cave tour. The tour allows you to take photos but asks for people to refrain from using their flash or to at least wait until set points to use it. However, one woman decides to ignore this and uses her flash the entire time.

Every once in a while, the tour guide will ask her to turn her flash off and the woman nods, but she continues to use it. The rest of the group is starting to get fed up with her since every time her flash goes off, our eyes have to readjust to the darkness. Some of the people groan when she does it and others have also asked her to stop using her flash.

We are all mad at her and she continues to ignore everyone’s protests. She also complains about everything during the tour. As we are nearing the end of the cave, we have to walk across a small bridge with a pool of water probably five feet below us. My husband and I are behind her, and as she reaches across the bridge to take one last photo, her phone slips out of her hand, and SPLASH!

I turn to look at my husband with an amused look and he’s trying not to smile. The rest of the group crosses the bridge and waits for the tour guide while the lady continues to stare down at the pool where her phone is now and starts acting hysterical. 

Lady: “My phone!”

Tour Guide: “What happened?”

Lady: “I dropped my phone! Someone needs to go get it!”

Tour Guide: *Amused as well* “Well, we have to exit the cave now so the other group can come through, and then someone can go get your phone.”

Lady: “But the waterproof case is only good for thirty minutes!”

Tour Guide: “Hopefully someone will be able to go get it before then, but no promises.”

Lady: “I need my phone!”

Tour Guide: “You need to exit the cave, and we’ll talk to the desk so someone can get it, but another group is coming now.”

Upset, the lady walked past the rest of the group. We all said nothing but we were all trying to not laugh.

We later saw her in the gift shop with a soaking wet phone, still freaking out about it.

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A Haunting Lack Of Parenting

, , , , , , | Right | October 31, 2020

I’m working at a haunted house selling the tickets up front. The manager puts me in charge because he has to make a change run.

A young woman, who looks like she could be twenty, with her child, who looks like he might be five years old, is next in line. We have a rule that no child under seven is allowed inside; signs are put on the door entrance and on the ticket desk that say this. She puts her money on the table and asks for two tickets.

Me: “Ma’am, we cannot allow children under the age of seven to enter the haunted house.”

Customer: “He’s fine; don’t worry about it.”

Me: “No, that’s the rule: nobody under seven.”

Customer: “FINE, HE’S SEVEN!”

It’s already been a long day and I really don’t want to get into it, so I just give her the tickets after taking her money. She snatches the tickets and drags her son to the attraction. The walk in the haunted house usually takes about five minutes.

After about two minutes, I hear a child scream and cry very loudly in the house. Shortly after, I see the same lady, carrying her son, out through the entrance rushing towards me.

Customer: “What the f*** is wrong with you people?! You made my f****** kid cry in there! I want my money back and I’m going to sue this g**d*** place for traumatizing a four-year-old!”

At this point, her ignorance breaks through my tolerance level.

Me: “Lady, I told you, nobody under seven years old! You even said he was seven! If anything, I can call CPS on you for dragging a four-year-old in there!”

Customer: “Stupid b****! How dare you talk to me like that?! Where is your manager? I bet your tone will change once I tell them you’re threatening me!”

Me: “My manager is not here. Right now, I’m in charge. I’m not gonna argue on an issue that is clearly your fault. So get out, or I can get security to drag you out!”

After a few minutes of calling me names and screeching about how she was going to bring her baby-daddy to “f*** me up,” our security guard finally came out of the office after watching the cameras and proceeded to escort her out.

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Tours Of The Macabre!

, , , , | Right | October 30, 2020

My partner and I are visiting a tourist attraction near where my grandparents live. Here there are some tunnels with historical significance, built in the Napoleonic wars and used in WWII. There are some rules in place to protect these tunnels, as there are in most places.

On the first tour, we catch up to a woman and overhear her being reminded not to take photos. She has that surprised look that says, “I didn’t see any of the signs or hear the tannoy announcement at all,” which makes us both roll our eyes and chuckle.

On the next tour, we find that she is in our group.

Tour Guide: “Everything is set out as it would have been in 1943, and although it may be tempting, please do not touch anything as it is covered with a protective sealant. It will not harm you, but if you then happen to put your fingers in your mouth, it will then give you a very upset tummy.”

Woman: “You should just tell them they will die; that will stop them from touching anything.”

And bless the tour guide, he plays along nicely.

Tour Guide: “Yes, you will all die a horrible death; do not touch. Also, please stick to the path that we walk and follow me; some rooms are alarmed so do not be tempted to wander off. There are four miles of tunnels, so if you get lost, it may be a few hours or even days before you are found.”

Woman: “You’ll die if you wander off; that will stop them.”

Tour Guide: “Yes, you will fall into a trap door and die. Let’s get started, shall we?”

As we end the tour, we’ve noticed that this woman has attempted to touch things and even wandered off at some points. She’s been the only person to do this, which makes us both laugh at the absurdity. It appears the tour guide noticed, as well.

Tour Guide: “That was the end of our tour; thank you for joining us. And to you, missy, I noticed you’d have died at least twice, touching the plates of food, and—”

Woman: *Cutting him off* “But it looked so real! I just wanted to know if it was real!”

Tour Guide:And wandering off into other rooms!”

Woman: “I just wanted to know what was in there!”

Tour Guide: “To all that survived this tour, have a safe journey home. And to all that died on this tour, I hope it’s peaceful. Thank you.”

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Weathering Bad Customers

, , , , , | Right | October 25, 2020

I am a supervisor at an outdoor botanical garden and have been summoned by my staff who are dealing with a difficult customer. It is a hot summer day in Texas.

Me: “Hi, ma’am, what can I help you with?”

Customer: “I want a refund.”

Me: “Unfortunately, we have a no refund/no exchange policy. May I ask why you want a refund?”

Customer: “I was only in there for a few minutes and it’s hot in there.”

Me: “Ma’am, it’s the same temperature in the garden that it is outside of the garden. Everything is outdoors. The outdoor temperature is out of our control.”

Customer: “So you won’t give me a refund?”

Me: “Unfortunately, I can’t.”

The customer stormed off.

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Making Multiple Meals Out Of It, Part 2

, , , , | Right | October 20, 2020

I am a supervisor at a local tourist spot as a food services supervisor, and we have a few different food outlets in the park. Near the very end of the day, a lady comes up to our fish and chips window.

Customer: “I want a four-piece chicken strip combo. I want it split four ways for my four children.

Coworker: “Sure! Since the combo just comes with small fries, that means each of those four portions will include just one chicken strip and a few fries.”

He repeats it a couple of times, but she impatiently tells him that is okay. You can probably see where this is going. When she comes to pick up her order, she is irate.

Customer: “I wanted each of those portions to have at least two strips and small fries!”

She wants all of this, even though she is only willing to pay the price of a single combo. She screams at my coworker, telling him he is incompetent and all kinds of things.

The fish and chips place is in a remote location from the main kitchen, so there is no manager there, just supervisors. She isn’t willing to pay more, though, and my coworker isn’t about to make her more chicken strips and fries for free, so finally he tells her:

Coworker: “This outlet is now closed and if you have any more issues you should take it up with the manager.”

The customer left and he closed the shutter, but then she came around to the side door of the building and screamed at him some more.

Even when they closed the door, she waited for them and followed them across the park when they walked back to the main kitchen… where they were able to meet up with the manager and she was asked to leave the park.

We don’t allow meal-splitting anymore. If customers want something split, we’ll give them plates and knives and they can do their own portions.

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