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Unfiltered Story #67057

Unfiltered | January 6, 2016

Customer: Hi, what are the differences between these two icons?

Me: Which two?!

Customer: These ones… the Fish and chips and the chips.

*10 second pause*

Me: One order of chips comes with fish.

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Unfiltered Story #56691

Unfiltered | January 5, 2016

(I need to buy a new speaker system because mine has just died. I have a disability which means I can hear but not speak, which makes some things rather difficult, so I order a set of speakers online for customer pick up. Normally the whole process from online order to pick up from his company takes about two hours. However, this time I get a form email that says my order has been declined for security reasons and to email them if there’s a mistake. The following occurs by email:)

Me: Hi, can you please tell me why more order was declined, and since you’ve taken the money from my account, when I can expect that back?

Them: We tried to call you and we couldn’t reach you to confirm your order. I processed a refund for you just now so you should have your money back within 24 hours, maybe. You’re welcome to buy in-store when that happens.

(At this point, I checked my phone and I had one missed call from a private number and no messages)

Me: That’s strange, I didn’t get any calls or messages from you at all. If you’re calling from a private number and don’t leave a message, I have no way at all to know you’re trying to contact me. Since I can’t talk to answer the phone anyway, does that mean I can’t order from you any more? Also, I prefer to order online because since I can’t talk, it’s very difficult to communicate with staff in store because it’s loud and busy and they’re not always able to take the time.

Them: We tried to call you several times and I called you personally and you didn’t answer! We deliver, so you don’t have to go to the store. And I canceled your order and processed a refund, so you should have your money back within 24 hours, but it actually depends on the bank.

Me: But… I told you I can’t talk, and I emailed you, and you chose to try to call again instead of just emailing back before you decided to cancel the order. You know what? I’m just going to buy from someone else.

(Goodness knows what speech-abled people do if they can’t take personal calls during business hours. But I did find better speakers elsewhere, although I had to pay more and wait for a courier to deliver them. Unfortunately, that meant I couldn’t do my daily therapy exercises, which involve me copying exercises from a DVD!)

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Unfiltered Story #27969

Unfiltered | January 5, 2016

(I was the Not so Friendly one in this situation. For a time my father decided he was Mormon. During that time he would have some Mormon fellows that would come over and talk about lessons with him. I have never been religious and after going to his church only once I decided never to go back again due to the men being extremely sexist. They refused to acknowledge my existence because I wore dress slacks to their church and women should only wear dresses or skirts. One day the Mormon fellows came to the house shortly before I woke up. I wore a tank top and shorts to sleep.)

Me: *Wanders into kitchen groggy, searching for breakfast*

Mormon #1: Please do not wander about so scandalously dressed!

Me: *Freezes and slowly turns to stare at the three men at the table, not having realized they were there* I’m in my own house, I just woke up, and you have the audacity to tell me how I should dress, in my own house?

Mormon #2: Women should not walk around so carelessly dressed! Showing off so much skin is sinful and tempting behavior.

(This is not the first time these same ones have come at me for my dress. They almost always said something rude about my ‘daring to wear pants’ or ‘showing off my shoulders’. I had finally had enough.)

Me: If it was up to me you would never set foot in this house. I tolerate it because it’s my Dad’s choice to practice your faith. Back off.

Mormon #1: A women has no right to tell a man what he can or can’t do in another man’s house!

Me: I can tell you whatever the f*** I want. I do not believe in your religion, which I feel is pretty horribly sexist. Now leave me the f*** alone so I can eat my breakfast.

Mormon #1: *to my Father* Your daughter is very rude and you should discipline her for speaking in such a manner in front of men!

Me: *Poking my head out of the kitchen where I went to fix a bagel* You lay a finger on me and I will break your arm.

Mormon #2: Did that girl just threaten her own father?! What blasphemy! *to my Father* It is your right to punish her for acting so shamefully!

Me: *Storming into the room, slamming my hands on the table, and leaning close to their faces* I will do it. I don’t make threats. I don’t take s***. I am my own person and I’ll be d***ed before I ever let some man try and act like I am property! I know that you just urged my father to beat me, and I would never let him or any man lay a hand on me! I am not like other meek women who will just do as told because ‘You’re a man’. Before he found your religion my father raised me to think for myself and to never let a man rule me or my life. That’s how I was raised, and that’s the father I will listen to. Not the man your religion is making him if he thinks anything like you!

(I grabbed my bagel and went back to my room leaving them in stunned silence. My Dad who had been quiet through the whole thing later asked me not to come out when they were around. The next time those same Mormons came to the house they asked my Dad if he had properly punished “the shameful one”. My Dad slammed the door in their faces after telling them he would never tolerate someone speaking of his daughter that way. He came and thanked me because he realized he was changing due to that outburst and hugged me begging forgiveness. It made him realize he was becoming the very thing he always warned me about. He never went back to their church again.)

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Unfiltered Story #47666

Unfiltered | January 5, 2016

(We adopted a new puppy who is having trouble potty training. I am reading a book while the puppy is happily chewing on a toy. Mom comes home from work.)

Mom: So, did the puppy have any accidents?

Me: Only one, if you can believe it.

Mom: Did you clean it up?

(I don’t think she’s serious, so I look up to make sure. She is serious.)

Me: …*returns to book* No, I decided to let it stink up the house.

Mom: What?! Why would you-*pauses*

Me: *grins*

Mom: …smarta**!

Me: Love you too!

Puppy: *pees*

Mom and Me: F***!

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Unfiltered Story #67056

Unfiltered | January 5, 2016

(I am helping out at a haunted house on Halloween. Near the front there is a light-display orb designed to be touched. Most people try to touch it. My job is to wear a monster glove and surprise people when they come up. Usually I just run the gloved hand over the orb and say “don’t touch the orb” in a creepy voice. There is really nothing wrong with touching it though)

Child: Look mommy! (She begins playing with the orb)

Me: Don’t touch the orb!

Parent: How dare you! My child was just trying to play with it! Let her touch it!

(note: I am quite young at the time of this story, and scared to stand up to a grown-up, so I say nothing, and they move on. A little later, a group of teens come over)

Me: Don’t touch the orb!

(At this point the teen grabs the glove off of my hand, and shows it to her friends) Teen #1: Ha, look! It’s just a glove! (She is very pleased with herself for defeating the illusion)

Me: Please give it back. I don’t want you to ruin it for the younger children, and I also don’t want you to steal my glove.

Teen #2: Gosh, you don’t have to be so pushy. It’s just a glove.

(They give it back and leave)

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