Unfiltered Story #121007

, , , | Unfiltered | September 18, 2018

(I’m currently on the city bus as it approaches the transfer center. The bus is running late so rather than keep the other buses late, the driver radios that he has no transfers for them so they’re long gone before we arrive. I stay on the bus while two women approach the driver)

Woman: Can I get a transfer slip?

Driver: …what?

Woman: I need to take the [other bus line] to [popular store].

Driver: All the buses have left. I asked three times if there were any transfers and nobody said anything so I told the buses they could leave.

Woman: Oh…so what do I do now?

Driver: You’re going to have to wait an hour to catch the next bus. I asked three times if there was anyone transferring. Didn’t you hear me?

Woman: I didn’t know what you meant.

(Yet she knew to ask for a transfer slip… The kicker was the woman behind her wanted a transfer slip for a third bus line)

Throwing Out Or Throwing Up?

, , , , | Working | September 17, 2018

(The cat food production line has started to reek, so when I have some downtime, I go through and find out that line workers have been just putting open, rotting, maggot-infested boxes of cat food under tables, maybe to hide them. I get a bin and some gloves and start throwing the opened and contaminated stuff into the bins. A new guy walks up to me.)

New Guy: “Are you just throwing those out?”

Me: “Yep.”

New Guy: “Can we take them?”

Me: *looking horrified* “What?!”

New Guy: “Well, if the company is throwing them out, can we take them?”

Me: “You don’t want them! Do you smell that? Do you see the things moving?”

New Guy: “Well, some look okay.”

Me: “They are contaminated. I’m throwing them into a special large trash can, which is locked… and now I know why.”

Unfiltered Story #120937

, , , | Unfiltered | September 14, 2018

I’m the customer in this case. We regularly go to Southwestern themed restaurant for breakfast. Today there’s a new waitress we haven’t met before. I usually have blue corn pancakes but today I decide to try the Coyote toast, there name for French toast.

I place my order and say: “I hope your coyotes are fresh today.” The waitress gets this horrified look on her face and says: “You know it’s not real coyotes, it’s just French toast.” We managed to hold or laughter until she was out of earshot but giggled over it for the rest of the day.

Unfiltered Story #119053

, | Unfiltered | August 28, 2018

(I am cleaning the restaurant. Normally, I don’t sweep under a table that is occupied, but this particular table has a lot under it, and only a woman is sitting there. She notices that I’m sweeping.)

Woman: “Oh, here, honey! Let me move my legs for you!”

(She moves her legs out from under the table and lifts them while they’re spread wide apart)

Me: “U-um, you don’t have to do it like that!”

Don’t Quit What You’re Doing

, , , , | Working | August 21, 2018

(It’s my second day of working a new job as quality assurance. I was warned that production hates quality assurance people because the job is to find the mistakes and make people do things all over again. I’m very friendly, easy going, and sarcastic, and it doesn’t hurt that I’m a woman who is 110 pounds soaking wet, so I don’t look scary. On my first day, I make friends with 90% of production. No one is getting mad at me for sending things back. On day two, this happens. I walk up to the line. [Coworker #1] on my right is putting product in boxes. [Coworker #2] on my left is moving the boxes to a shrink wrapper.)

Me: “All right, guys, I’m here to ruin your day.”

Coworker #2: “F*** this s***! I’m out!” *walks away*

Me: “Woah.”

Coworker #1: “Where is he going?”

Me: “I don’t know. He literally just said, ‘F this S. I’m out,’ and now he’s out. What did I do?”

Coworker #1: “Nothing. He’s just lazy.”

Me: “All he had to do was push a thing into another thing!”

Coworker #1: “Yep.”

(I was still freaked out that my little joke made him quit for about three minutes, until I heard someone won the pool on when that guy would quit.)

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