Parenting Is Calling Out The Stupid

, , , , , | Right | September 23, 2020

I work at a laundromat that has machines up front, but we also do commercial laundry in the back. We have a register to offer change for the machines, which I am standing next to with my back to the register. Behind me on the counter is a bell for when we’re in the back. A little kid of about five or six dings the bell and I turn around.

Kid: “SORRY!”

Mother: “Sorry isn’t an excuse when you do something stupid on purpose.”

I had to laugh. Even though it’s annoying to get the bell rung when you’re standing next to it, that mother made my whole night.

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Socks To Be You, Part 2

, , , , | Right | August 18, 2020

I pull up to the convenience store to get a drink. It is late and there is one other car in the parking lot as I pull up. As I get out of my car, a woman gets out of the passenger seat of her car and starts to head towards the store. Halfway there, she stops turns around and speaks loudly to the driver.

Woman: “You already have a twelve-pack.”

Of soda, I assume. The driver responds.

Driver: “But they aren’t cold.”

This causes the woman to loudly curse as she starts heading back in.

Woman: “I hate my life. I could just f****** kill myself.”

Thinking that is the end of it, I head inside. After grabbing my drink, I end up behind this woman who is purchasing a single twenty-ounce soda. She starts complaining to the cashier.

Woman: “Do you have a friend who is so lazy she makes you go into the store with no shoes or a bra on just to get a f****** soda for her?”

I looked at her feet and, what do you know, she was only wearing socks. She then started complaining about how cold she was and how her nipples were hard as a rock due to this fact. Mind you, she was still speaking about twice the normal volume for any reasonable conversation. 

When it was time for her to pay, she was so worked up and angry that she managed to enter her PIN incorrectly, which made what should have been a fifteen-second transaction take much longer. While she was struggling hard to work the machine correctly, another worker had me go to their register to check out. During this time, the woman managed to get her PIN to work and she stormed out of the store with her friend’s soda. 

All the cashiers and I could do was laugh about how thankful we were that our lives were not so miserable that we had to go into a store without shoes or a bra.

Socks To Be You

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Unfiltered Story #201278

, , | Unfiltered | July 18, 2020

(Our store has been closed for about half an hour and we are locking up when we see a man standing at our drive thru window. I am a 6′ female and my manager is a 6’3″ male. The customer is approximately 5’6″and clearly drunk.)
Customer:*banging on the locked window*
Manager: Sir I’m sorry but we are closed.
Customer: No you aren’t! You took my order now give me my d*** food!
Manager: Sir we don’t take foot traffic through the drive thru and we are closed. I guarantee we did not take your order.
Customer: YES YOU F****** DID! *bangs on the window harder*
Manager: Sir! If you continue to hit the window I will have to call the police!
Customer: Do it you p****.
Manager: *pulls out phone and calls 911* Yes, I’m at [RESTAURANT] and we have a customer trying to break into our store. *pause* Thank you. They are on their way.
(At this point the customer stumbles over and tries to get in my manager’s face)
Customer: F****** p****! I’m going to punch you so hard-
Me: *steps between them* Hey hey hey. No.
Customer: P**** letting a girl fight for you.
Manager: the cops are on their way.
(He runs off only to come back a few times, once without his top shirt as if we wouldn’t recognized him. Finally he comes sprinting up making a header straight for the manager. I step between them and body check him. He bounces off me and runs away. The police caught him minutes later. All I could think was “what did this 5’6″ drunk guy think he could do against us? He was so much smaller and very drunk!”)

Gonna Browse Their Way Right Into Another Store

, , , , | Working | May 12, 2020

A new furniture store opens up in town, and my boyfriend and I decide to go check it out. We just want to browse and compare prices, not buy anything. Their website has completely different furniture; if it weren’t for that, I would much rather not have to deal with this sales lady on this day. 

Sales Lady: “Hello. Welcome to our store! Is there anything you’re looking for?”

Me: “Oh, no, thank you. We’re just browsing.”

Sales Lady: “Okay, let me know if you have any questions or need any help.”

Me: “Thank you.”

Literally three minutes later…

Sales Lady: “Looking for something specific? We have sets on sale for $800.”

Me: “No, thank you, just browsing.”

Five minutes later, across the store…

Sales Lady: “What’s your income? What’s your spending limit so I can point you in the right direction?”

Me: “We’re just looking right now. We just moved and need to save a little.”

I was irritated. She was trying to make a sale; it was more than obvious. After a few more minutes, she came around again asking what we were looking for. We told her nothing and left. I looked online to see if the company works on commission. They don’t. The lady also has a ton of complaints on Yelp and Google for harassing them too much.

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So Much For Unity And Working Together…

, , , , , | Friendly | March 22, 2020

(I walk into the thrift store where two older ladies are working and there’s an old man who just hangs out all day. They are talking very loudly about a very mild kerfuffle that got blown way out of proportion that happened at a local high school involving pro-[American Politician] posters. They have apparently not noticed or cared that anyone has walked in.)

Lady #1: “–and so this little [expletive] kept tearing down the posters, and the school won’t do a thing! It’s disrespectful.”

Lady #2: “They’re always like that, and the teachers are always protecting those types. Why, my granddaughter got in trouble for telling one of those Hispanic boys to stop insulting the teacher. And walking around with Brown Pride shirts!”

(I am starting to get uncomfortable, as well as mentally calling bull on her claim given the area’s demographic makeup. Then, they go back to complaining about the poster incident when the old man pipes up.)

Man: “You know, that boy should be hung by the neck for showing such disrespect!” 

(The ladies made noises of agreement — and I immediately left and haven’t been back since.)

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