Unfiltered Story #67393

Unfiltered | December 21, 2016

(We get asked for this attraction a lot, and we’re used to hearing variations on the name of it – mainly due to tourists confusing the name of the mountain with the name of the National Park).

Customer: Hello!

Me: Bore da, good morning – how are you today?

Customer: I’m great, I am actually looking for information on the Snowdonia Upwards Steamway

Me: Oh sure thing – we’ve got leaflets and booking information right over here!

(I guide her over to all the literature we have on the attraction and surrounding area, and place a leaflet for the attraction itself in her hand).

Me: There you go! Now, would you be interested in any of these [nearby attractions] whilst you’re in ]town]? Some of them are free entry and since [town] is a good 50 miles from us, it’d be a great way to make a day of it!

Customer (frowning and looking at the leaflet I handed her): No, this isn’t right. This isn’t it at all.

Me: Madam, you asked me for the mountain railway – I’ve given you the leaflet for it.

Customer: No, I asked for the Snowdonia Upwards Steamway. This says ‘Snowdon Mountain Railway’.

Me: Well, I presumed that was what you meant. There are no other rack-and-pinion steam railways in the United Kingdom. If you want to get to the summit of Mount Snowdon by steam train, I can assure you that this is the only way you can do it.

Customer: No, I am absolutely positive it is not called this. Are you SURE you don’t have information for the Snowdonia Upwards Steamway?

Me: Once again, ma’am, I can assure you this is the only ‘upwards’ steam train within the National Park. It goes from [town] to the summit of Mount Snowdon. All other steam railways in the area are preserved, and run from slate mines to coastal towns. They do not summit any mountains. If you’re not sure, I suggest you phone them to double check.

Customer: I will do. If you’re lying to me I shall be coming back here in the week to lodge a complaint.

Me: I look forward to it madam. In the meantime, I hope you have a great holiday!

(She never came back)

Unfiltered Story #47966

Unfiltered | December 21, 2016

(I’m leaving for Ireland in a week. It’s my first trip going somewhere where I don’t know anybody, plus I’m going alone. I’m talking to my mom about it. Note, I’m the youngest and my sister has just married a German man.)

Me: I can’t wait. I’ll meet interesting people, from all over the world! Maybe I’ll even meet a guy.

Mom: Just don’t go bringing home an Irishman. There are enough Irish males in your dad’s family.

Me: …I could bring home another German, like Jenny did.

Mom: No…that’s ok. One German son-in-law is enough for me.

(I didn’t end up bringing any guys home, but I DID meet a lot of interesting people! And yes, from all over the world!)

Unfiltered Story #57041

Unfiltered | December 21, 2016

(At my store, we have scanning guns that we use to check in orders, do inventory, check prices, etc. This happens while I’m buying something for my break. Coworker #1 has just relieved coworker #2 at the register, and coworker #3 is checking something at the next register.)

Coworker #3: :(Coworker #1!) Have you got a gun?” (meaning a scanning gun)

(Me and coworkers #1 and #2 look at coworker #3)

Coworker #3: “A handgun?”

(Coworkers #1, #2, and me look at each other, and back to coworker #3, and try not to smile.)

(Coworker #3 realizes what she said, and what it sounded like, and we all die laughing.)

Me: “I think I have to post this on Not Always Working.”

Unfiltered Story #28275

Unfiltered | December 20, 2016

My father is a (locally well-known and liked, quite highly ranked) police detective. He had an old Eastern car which was widely associated with certain minority and criminal groups in my country for years. Due to this, we are frequently stopped for random road checks, both in our town and outside it. Sometimes it got…. funny. Keep in mind that here when police stops you you are supposed to get out of the vehicle.

Once he was helping me move home from the dorm, late at night. We are stopped by a police car; an older sergeant and a rookie, standard procedure. Dad gets out, gives his police ID (which states his rank too) to the rookie. Both guys look panicked, and salute him, and the rookie gave dad a report seemingly instinctively. The sergeant finally made the usual questions and did the check they were supposed to conduct, but the rookie was shaking the entire time and looked as pale as a ghost, then blurted out:

Rookie: Sorry, sir, it was just your car….

Dad: *facepalms*

Other occasion. Late night at our city. “Random check”. Dad stops the car. We can see the cop getting out of the car, visibly pumping up and straightening himself, ready to confront the driver. Dad grins out of the window at him.
Dad: “Hey, [Cop], how is the night?”
Cop *visibly deflates* F*ck, [Dad’s name], is that you?
Dad *grinning a bit more* Taking my daughters out to the movies…
Cop *signaling us to move along, while peeking into the car to smile at us (four teenage and above girls)*
Dad *emits a low growl*
Cop *jumps back* Sorry…
Dad *laughs*

Finally, the news about Dad’s…. unique car seemed to got around, right about the time he let go of it, finally, and replaced it. Seems like it was still… memorable.

Mom and dad are out shopping, both in civilian gear. They run into two cops, one of them greet and salute dad, they talk a little, then they part ways. Mom goes back to the aisle a moment later, and witnesses this:

Cop1: Who were these people?

Cop2: Oh, this was [Dad’s name], big shot at [Department], and his wife [Mom’s name], from the [local equivalent of FEMA]. And he has such an ugly, rundown, broken piece of sh*t for a car…

Unfiltered Story #32575

Unfiltered | December 20, 2016

I’m talking to my science teacher about my F in his class.

Me: I’ve turned in all of my assignments

Teacher: I’m trying to grade them as fast as possible

Me: All my friends already have all those things submitted and graded! I’m the only one who hasn’t recieved a grade!

Teacher: I’ll try my best to get it back to you, OK?

(He never graded it and I failed the class. He was fired the year after.)