Unfiltered Story #32814

Unfiltered | August 25, 2017

(Just in context, I am a 4-5 yearold kid in a christian family,with a teacher who is super strict)

Teacher: We will learn the theory of evolution which states that humans came from monkeys

Me:(Obviously very confused as my religion states otherwise and I have been taught to stand up for my beliefs) But the Bible and my mummy says that we didn’t and thats fake!

Teacher:(Angrily) Well its on the curriculum so you have to learn it

Unfiltered Story #28515

Unfiltered | August 25, 2017

(I grew up in a small town, in the last house on the right of a cul-de-sac consisting of six two-family homes and two single-family homes ending in a small ranch. There are driveways but no garages; they’re situated at the “beginning” of the road. All the two-family homes were built exactly the same, with bedrooms and bathroom downstairs, and kitchen, living room and veranda upstairs. The exception to this is our home, which is reversed. Our side of the road also has the front door at the back of the house, which means our yard faces the road. When my parents first moved in, they bought a little extra land and built a garage (which was a first), and later also built an extension to the house. In high school, I have the house to myself one weekend, and have invited some friends over for games/movie day. We’re watching a movie when one of my friends points out that there are two people standing in our driveway, looking and pointing at our garage and extension. We’re a bit creeped out by the strangers that have just wandered on to our property, but we try to ignore them and focus on the movie. Not five minutes later, my guinea pig starts getting restless, so I decide to put her in her outdoor cage so she can run around on the grass. When I come out, the two people are still there, and they call me over. I’m a bit reluctant, as I suffer from social anxiety, but walk over. They start asking me questions about the garage and extension; who did the work, how log did it take, was it difficult to get permission, were the neighbors agreeable, etc. I answered as best I could, but seeing as I was five when the extension was built, and not even born when the garage was built, there wasn’t much I could tell them other than “you’d have to ask Dad; he did most the work”. They told me they were thinking of buying the house across the road and renovate it. They did end up moving in, and proceeded to build a weird carport that blocked most of our view. They spent months renovating the house, yelling at workers, and having arguments in the driveway. Then they voted ‘no’ to another neighbor’s plan to build an extension, because it would “block their view of the beach”. It would, but only a small portion on the far right; they’d still have one of the best views in the neighborhood.

Unfiltered Story #91939

, | Unfiltered | August 24, 2017

(I work at a small store that’s part of a local nonprofit that provides services to the blind and visually impaired. All the items we sell in the store are aids for the visually impaired. We have a fairly large stock of white/red canes for the blind and there are actually a lot of traits that will affect the price of a cane: length, material, number of folds, type of cane tip, brand, cane style, etc. I get a lot of weird calls, but this one is my favorite.)

Me: “Thank you for calling [Our Nonprofit] Store, how can I help you?”

Customer: (it sounds like she’s standing on the side of a highway and she is yelling) “HOW MUCH ARE YOUR CANES?”

Me: “Well, that depends. We carry a wide variety of canes. Are you looking for a graphite or an alu–”

Customer: “CANES!”

Me: “Yes, what materi–”

Customer: “CANES FOR BLIND PEOPLE.”

Me: *realizing this is going nowhere* “They’re $25. Thanks.” *hangs up*

(In reality, a cane could cost anywhere from $15 to $65, depending on what you want.)

Unfiltered Story #91937

, , , | Unfiltered | August 24, 2017

I used to work at a fast food restaurant while studying in university with the Position of customer service leader. This means I’m second in charge and am also in charge of all customer complaints.

One day after serving a man with a large family meal. Around 25 minutes after he started eating he came up to the counter.
Customer: You gave me wings, I didn’t ask for wings! My meal comes with a bucket of chicken not wings! (Proceeds to show me 2 original recipe wings and the bottom of the bucket with the rest of the bones from the other 10 pieces of eaten chicken)
Me: your meal does come with a bucket of chicken, our original recipe chicken has 5 types of pieces thigh, rib, breast, drumstick and wings.
Customer: but I didn’t ask for wings! (He is beicong really aggressive at this point)
Me: when you order original recipe chicken we have to give you a variety, that includes giving you wings.
Customer( screaming at this point) : do you like wings?
The eintire food court is staring at this point
Me: Yes I do, quite a lot.
Customer: well I don’t! Give me different pieces of chicken now!
Me: I’m sorry you’re upset but there is nothing I can do you got exactly what you asked for, and ate the entirety of the rest of the meal before complaining. We can’t accept the chicken back for health and safety reasons, and we can. It refund a $45 meal after you have eaten if for two wings.
At this point the customer starts to go nuts and starts screaming about service, chickens, swearing and yelling at other customers that are now laughing at him.
The customer then ( still screaming) asks: why do you even sell wings this company is a piece of shit!
At this point I an getting mad, he is screaming at me and customers over something completely ridiculous and his kids are crying at his table. so I decide to give medicine to go home with.
Me: Because chickens have wings and people enjoy eating those wings. That is your explaination. Can you please clam down.
( everyone in line waiting for food erupts in laughter)
The customer stares at me blankly for amount a minute and the asks to see my manger
I get my manger and explain the story about what is happening in front of the customer so that if I said something I rebutted to he could say something.
After telling the story the customer is eagerly waiting on my manger to respond in hopes to get me in trouble.
Manger to customer: so what is it exactly are you needing from me?
Customer: she was flat out rude telling me I couldn’t have a refund or different chicken then tells me that the reason you sell chicken wings is because chickens have wings.
Manger: sir you ordered a bucket of chicken, it comes with a mixed variety of chicken including wings. In relation to the anatomy of chickens, she is correct chickens have two wings. I can’t provide you with a refund or replace your chicken, especially when you have touched it multiple times. She has done nothing wrong. Please remove yourself from my counter and stop screaming (The manger give the customer a stern look and walks away)
Customer: No body likes f****** chicken wings.
Me: I’m sorry you feel that way about wings, most people enjoy them. In fact we have an seperate product called wicked wings that are our most popular item. ( Points to customers meal just placed on counter( 10 wicked wings)) I can’t do anything more for you.
( the customer theories bucket of chicken on floor)
Me: If you do not remove yourself away from my counter I will call security.

The customer lets out a large scream and walks away, everyone waiting in line starts to say things to me such as what an asshole he was and what an idot or his poor kids.

The next customer I served asked for his meal and then added: I can also confirm that chickens do Indeed have wings

That month I was awarded employee of the month and my certificate proceeded to stay int he employee of the month frame for 8 months running.
Every time a complaint would escalate my manger would ask ” another chickens hve wings incident?”

Unfiltered Story #91934

, , | Unfiltered | August 24, 2017

I was sitting, enjoying my order at (popular Canadian coffee shop), when I saw a woman with kids, impatiently say, “I’m still waiting for my bagel.” I’ve never had the urge to do anything like that. If it takes too long, I politely say something, but I generally wait. A couple examples of a wrong order, include me asking for a tropical drink, and getting the chocolate version, instead. Now, since I’m a fan of chocolate, it wasn’t too big of a deal, and I kept the drink, anyway. Another time, and I wish I hadn’t, was that they didn’t put cheese on my sandwich (they don’t automatically put it on, anymore, because it costs you more money to add it extra). I forgot about that, so I didn’t ask for cheese. So, of course, when I got my sandwich, I didn’t get any cheese on it. I politely asked for cheese, and they asked me if I asked for it, which I said “no”. They said they’d put it on, anyway, but, for the next time, to ask for it. I felt bad, but I wasn’t being a jerk about it. That same day, I witnessed an employee admit that she overcharged a customer for two coffees. At least these cases make me realize that not all customers/employees are jerks.