Unfiltered Story #67161

Phoenix, AZ, USA | Unfiltered | April 22, 2016

I am working as a cashier at a major bookstore when an older lady comes in with two books to return.

Lady: My friend sent me these books as gifts and I don’t want them! I need to return them!

Me: Alright. Do you have a receipt with them?

Lady: No! She sent them to me as gifts!

Me: Well, without a receipt or the card it was originally purchased with, the best I can do is a store credit. Let me just look up the books to see their cost.

I look up the two books, and see that one isn’t sold through our store, not even on our website. The other I can only return for about $8.

Me: Well, it looks like this book is not sold through us, and for this book I can give you a credit of $8

Lady: What?! I don’t want these books! I want to return them for their full cost!

Me: Well, ma’am, I cannot accept a book we do not sell, and the other book I can only return for the lowest price we are currently selling it, which is $8.

Lady: I’m going to tell my friend to never send me gifts again! I don’t want these books! …Just give me the credit.

As I ring up her credit, she continues on with “I am never shopping here again! My friend should never send me gifts! And I am going to tell my friend, [Name, a regular] who comes in here every day how horribly you treated me! He should stop shopping at such a horrible store!” over and over again. Once her credit is on a card, I hand her a receipt to sign.

Me: Now, if you could please print on the top line and sign on the second line.

Lady: Why do I have to give my signature twice?! I am never coming here again!

And she continued to complain as she walked out the door.

Unfiltered Story #18427

Boulder, CO USA | Unfiltered | April 22, 2016

My hip replacement surgery is in four days. I have to get the next month’s Bible study lessons copied for the group before I’m out of commission for awhile. So, in spite of the unseasonable April blizzard, I drive to the office store to get my copies. I park in a handicap spot, hang my sign, and wrestle my walker out of the back seat.

Me (to myself): Ugh! … ouch! … go around that patch of ice, now … the tennis balls on the walker legs are going to be utterly soaked … why is it so far to the door …

Driver (stops car so I can cross)

Me: Go ahead! I’m too slow!

Driver: Thanks!

(I continue struggling through the slush. Suddenly:

Homeless dude who had been sitting on the sidewalk under the overhang: Here, let me help you!

(He opens an umbrella, holds it over me, and puts a hand on my arm)

Me: Oh, thank you so much!

Him: No problem!

Me: Oh … the curb … um …

Him: Take my hand and I’ll help you up.

I do, and he does. I thank him profusely, and he goes his way. I had no cash on me, but the human interaction warmed me and, I think, him too.

Unfiltered Story #47770

México city, México | Unfiltered | April 22, 2016

3 am in the morning, my other fell asleep in the couch. Suddenly she woke up, said “ponies, heeeee”
and went back to sleep.

Unfiltered Story #28076

Illinois | Unfiltered | April 22, 2016

(I have a friend who is Chinese. He speaks English, but sometimes has trouble with idioms and slang expressions.)

Me: “Congratulations, [Friend]. You played yourself.”

Friend: “Thank you.”

Unfiltered Story #56800

Yorkshire, UK | Unfiltered | April 22, 2016

(When i started working at a site that has the security guards as First Aid response this happened when I requested training)

Boss: You don’t need it, [other guard] has First Aid and as long as one of you has it we’re covered.

me: And if he is the one that is injured?

Boss: …

to this day i still haven’t had the training

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