Unfiltered Story #90275

, , , | Unfiltered | June 24, 2017

(I recently had surgery. The surgeon found a growthwith black stuff on it. She got it all out, but I’m freaked out.)

Me: “Doctor, did the surgeon send you the pathology? It’s endometriosis. She said that as long as I stay on birth control it won’t be a problem. Is that really all I need to do?”

Doctor: “Well, it’s not like you want kids, right? So you can just stay on birth control and I agree that you don’t need to worry beyond that.”

(So if you’re a woman whose doctors don’t believe that you don’t want kids, apparently being diagnosed with endometriosis will help them respect that.)

Unfiltered Story #28454

Ireland | Unfiltered | June 24, 2017

(Rag Week is supposed to be a week of fundraising activities in third-level colleges (RAG = Raise and Give), but it’s typically just a week-long drinking session. It has just started in the town I live in with a rave during the daytime in a nightclub in the middle of town, and I happen to be going home as it is ending. A large group of students at varying levels of intoxication are walking the opposite way to me, and one of them nearly walks right into my baby daughter’s stroller.)

Student: “*Sidestepping at the last second* … THAT IS ONE CUTE BABY!!! DID YOU SEE HOW CUTE THAT BABY WAS??”

(I’ve seen much worse in my ten years here, but this one sticks out a lot…)

Unfiltered Story #32755

Mclouth, ks, usa | Unfiltered | June 24, 2017

I have always been a straight-A student. My teachers would always allow me to do other work or read because they knew that I had finished all of my work.

I had been sick from school the previous days. During class, I have finished all of my day’s work as well as the missed day’s work. I’m having an upset stomach from being sick, so I ask to go get a soda from the machine since I have money. The teacher says yes. My mother has always given me dark sodas for my tummy issues, they worked better than clear sodas.

On my way to the machine, I’m stopped by the principal and explain to him what I’m doing. He says it’s fine, but awkwardly follows. After getting my soda, he follows me back to class, but makes me stand outside. He has brought a counselor (a very weasely and mean old man) to watch me, smirking while he does so. The principal complains to my teacher then comes out and yells at me for buying a dark soda instead of a clear one, saying that I’m faking being ill just to get a soda. (Even though I bought it with my own money and that was the first time I ever bought anything from a vending machine)

I go into the room and spend the rest of the class crying. My teacher and classmates didn’t understand why I was yelled at, but they would walk up and try to cheer me up for the rest of the class, gently patting my back and offering encouragements.

Unfiltered Story #57217

Sydney | Unfiltered | June 24, 2017

As a supervisor I am supposed to check and sign any refund receipts to make sure they are correct. I’d been out of the store getting some lunch and when I return my co-worker asks me to sign a refund she’d done.

Me “This isn’t a refund, it’s a sale, did you give me the wrong receipt?”

Co-worker “Let me look” she takes the receipt “Oh sh*t, how could I have charged him?”

Me “Did you scan each item in?”

Co-worker “No I scanned one and changed the amount”

Me “And forgot to add the minus sign?”

Co-worker “Sh*t… at least I put his details in”

Me “He’s not a member so the details didn’t save” *I’ll ring his bank and ask them if they can do something.

I call the bank and give them all the details on the card, explaining what has happened and asking if they could contact the customer to let him know what had happened.

Bank “We can’t give you his personal details”

Me “I’m not asking for his details, I’m asking if you could somehow contact him and get him to call me back”.

Bank “I can’t give you his details, I don’t know what you are going to do with them”

Me “I’m trying to get $3000 refunded to his account and asked if you could help by contacting the customer”

Bank ” I can’t give you his details” *I realise I am talking to a brick wall and end the call. I keep both the receipts in the office, hoping that the customer will call when he finds out. Each week I check and it’s still there, almost 5 weeks later I notice the receipts are gone.

Me *to manager “Where have those receipts I kept gone?”

Manager “I got sick of seeing them and threw them out”. *he’s a throw out and ask questions later type.

Me “You what?? I wrote ‘do not throw out’ on them for a reason and I told you what they were”

Manager *cracks grin “HA HA, got you. That guy finally came in for his refund”.

Unfiltered Story #90272

, | Unfiltered | June 23, 2017

I’m at the dentist, getting my teeth cleaned. The hygienist treating me is probably new, as i never seen her before and i’ve been going to the same practice for all my life. I’m very ticklish to the water jet, so sometimes i let out a sound that is half giggle, half shriek. That’s all i can conjure up with my mouth open and I can’t help it. As a result, the hygienist is almost bend over laughing.

Hygienist – *laughing* “Can you stop making that sound? It’s too funny!”

me: “Sorry, I really can’t help it. It just tickles so much!”

After that the dental assistant comes in, who I know well, and takes over to check my gums.

Assistant: *pokes my gums with a sharp hook.*

me: *shrieks*

Assistant: (stern but friendly) “Oh, you wuss! Suck it up.”

How one pretty similar sound can conjure up such different reactions…

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