Unfiltered Story #143699

, , | Unfiltered | March 17, 2019

I work as a “Maintenance Associate” for a large chain store. our city allowed them to start a store in a small, but feasible space with only 3 bathrooms in the building, two single use bathrooms in front, and a mens/womens restroom in the back. on occasions I am the only associate who is there to clean, and I am sometimes forced to clean the women’s restroom. Before cleaning the women’s restroom, for obvious reasons, I have to wait until all females leave. as I wait, an elderly lady came up with a bag of grapes, wanting to go in.

Lady: *Speaking in spanish, but makes it clear she wants to use the restroom*
Me: *Doesn’t understand, but deducts the obvious* I’m sorry miss, but I must clean the restroom, due to a mess.
Lady: oooohhh, okay.

Initially I thought she got the idea, and I turned around to see if anyone was coming out. as I did, I noticed something off on the corner of my eye, turned around, and saw her cleaning the grapes in the water fountain.

Me: *Upset, but trying my damnest to keep calm* M’am what are you doing!?
Lady: *Speaking in spanish, but gestures and makes clear she was trying to wash them*
Me: No! You can’t wash them in the fountain, you’re making a mess on the floor!

She realized there was a puddle on the ground, stopped, and then hurried off, as if I seemed to intend to take her grapes away for using the fountain to clean them as other customers laughed.

Unfiltered Story #143695

, , , | Unfiltered | March 16, 2019

Customer runs up to me, flustered and says,  “Do you know where the Brawny napkins are?”

I stop and think for a moment and say “I think they’re by the paper towels around the corner here, but you would be better served if you found an employee.”

She says “You *THINK* they’re by the paper towels?!” Then she grumbles and walks off in a huff.

Turns out they ARE by the paper towels lady. So there!

Unfiltered Story #143691

, , | Unfiltered | March 16, 2019

We have a colour co-ordinated system of in trays in my office, with labels in in yellow, green, blue and pink.

Customer: Can I give you this?
Me: Yep, just pop it in the top blue tray there.
C: *Stares at wall*
M: The blue tray…
C: *points to the green labelled tray* This one?
M: No, to your right, the blue one…

Unfiltered Story #143687

, , | Unfiltered | March 16, 2019

(I’m a manager at a pet store with a grooming salon. A grooming client has been in the store since dropping her dog off, knowing the 3 hour appointment time. She’s been in and out of the salon, agitating her dog and making the groom more difficult. After convincing her to hide from the dog’s sight, I approach her out of the salon)

Me: Oh, he’s so cute! I’m glad the haircut is going more smoothly now!
Client: Yeah sure, but I’m not happy!
Me: Oh, I’m sorry to hear that! What’s wrong?
Client: I pacifically told her not to shave him, and look at my baby!
They’re using the shaver on my baby!
Me: Oh, yeah, that can be confusing. They use the clippers to do most of the work, but the groomer had a guard comb on for a longer length. It looks like he’s shaving him, but it’s actually pretty long.
Client: When I booked the appointment, they said they would use scissors on him, but they’re shaving my baby!
Me: yes, she’ll use the scissors later to finish his haircut but the cliipers help keep things even.
Client: But I PACIFICALLY told her not to shave him!
(Now I’m really resisting correcting her, thinking it will only make her more mad. After some back and forth between her and the groomer, I find that the client showed a picture to the groomer of a dog with long hair on the legs and face, and a very tight body cut. She said she wanted the legs short, and the body left long. I’m now also the cashier ringing her out.)
Me: I’m sorry for the confusion, between what you said you wanted and what you showed the groomer. Is there anything I can do for you?
Client:No, I just want to pay and go home. I PACIFICALLY (*almost coming over the counter at me*) didn’t want him shaved and look what they did to my baby! Oh well, at least I won’t have to brush him.
Me: No ma’am, you definitely want to brush him or he’ll get matted again and then there will be no choi…
Client: *evil glare* No he’s bald! I won’t have to brush him! *storms off*
Other manager: Break time?
(Can’t wait for her to come back)

Unfiltered Story #143683

, , , | Unfiltered | March 16, 2019

(I am shopping at a grocery store in a long line.  A man answers his cell phone while in the 15 items or less line)

Wife on phone:  Honey, I don’t feel good.  I need you to provide dinner to the kids.

Husband:  OK.  (The man gets out of the 15 items or less line and comes back a few minutes later with some pesto sauce and some yogurt.  He pays and the cashier is on to the next customer.  His phone rings.)

Wife on phone:  Well.  Since you didn’t respond and you’re taking your sweet time coming home, I’ve decided to cook dinner.  And when you get home, you’re responsible for finishing this pound of spaghetti.

Husband:  Dear, I responded to you that that’s fine.  Since I’m at the grocery store, I’ve picked up some yogurt to go along with dinner.  I’m also planning on making pesto.

Wife on phone:  The kids already had yogurt for lunch.  Why are you pushing me like this?  Listen, it’s easy, I’ve already got the spaghetti done and I’m waiting for you to get home.

Husband:  Wait – now I’m confused.  Was I making dinner or not?

Wife on phone:  Like I already told you, you’re responsible for dinner.  I’ve already got the spaghetti done and no we are not eating more yogurt for dinner.

Husband:  OK, so I’ll just grab a vegetable and bring it home instead of the yogurt.

Wife on phone:  No, I just told you, you’ve got spaghetti.  Just come home already.

Husband:  Well, now I’m confused even more.  Am I cooking dinner or not?

Wife on phone:  Why do you keep pushing on me?  This isn’t complicated!  Stop being a jerk already!

Husband:  So…  do I grab a vegetable or not?

Wife on phone:  You know what?  What ever.  You’re being a jerk.  All you needed to do was make the spaghetti.  It’s not that complicated and the kids already had yogurt, so don’t bring any home.

Husband:  Dear… I am very very confused.  You want me to make dinner, but you’ve already made the spaghetti.  And I understand the yogurt, which is fine.  But, what are they going to have along with dinner?  I understand the not having multiple yogurts in a single day.  So, while I’m at the store, I can grab a veg…

Wife on phone:  You know what?  Fine, be that way.  You’re such an asshole.  I’m making the spaghetti.  When you get home, you can make a plate of your own.  And, I’ve lost my appetite just by talking to you!


Husband:  (Everyone is just staring at the man, who is standing there shaking his head in disbelief)  This happens around the same time each month…

(He drops off his shopping in his car then comes back in and grabs some assorted vegetables.  Who ever you are, good luck with your crazy wife!)

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