Unfiltered Story #67008

lynnwood, wa | Unfiltered | November 18, 2015

(I am the customer in the situation. My manager had offered to buy me a drink from the coffee place close to us, and I wrote down my order. Unfortunately because of the way I wrote it, and my bad hanwriting, I got the wrong drink. I ended up going back to fix it. The employee in question is always super nice and friendly to me)

Employee: *smiles* “Hello!”

Me: *smiles* “Hello! My manager had come here a few minutes ago and I had written my order down for her, but I got the wrong drink. But it was probably my fault because I have awful handwriting *laughs* and I am more than willing to pay for a new one”

Employee: “I’m sorry about that! What did you want?”

*tells him my order*

Employee: “Oh I remember that one. I thought you wanted 8 pumps of foffee”

Me: *laughs* “Oh no that’s a lot of coffee”

(He makes me a new drink for free. Now fast forward a few hours. It’s my lunch time and I head back there)

Me: “I don’t think you have seen me enough today!”

Same employee: “Too much!”

Me: *laughs and sets food on the counter* “Hey do you guys ge
Employee: *nods*

Me: *puts $20 in the tip jar*

Every employee: *freezes and stares at me*

Me: “You are always so nice to me and give me great service. I really appreciate it! *smiles*”

I had made everyone’s day there. It feels good!

Unfiltered Story #27918

Illinois, USA | Unfiltered | November 18, 2015

(Even though I’m a shorter person, I’ve always been a pretty fast walker. A lot of the time I try and pass people up when I’m walking on a sidewalk if they’re walking slower than I want to be. This usually isn’t a problem, but…)

Me: (passes older, very slow man on the sidewalk. Note that this was a very wide city sidewalk with only a couple people on it, so it’s not like I was in danger of knocking him over or anything)

Him: (somewhat shouting) Hey, you girl! Stop!

Me: (confused) Me?

Him: Yes, you! Didn’t anybody ever teach you to respect your elders!?

Me: I’m sorry, what?

Him: You can’t just blow past me on the sidewalk like that! It’s impolite!

Me: (stunned into silence)

Him: That’s right now you walk behind me like an obedient child.

Me: (even though I lived on that side of the street, I crossed the street to get away from him, and to walk at my own pace)

Unfiltered Story #47618

HCM, VN | Unfiltered | November 17, 2015

(In our school, there’s this Family Fun Day thing, it’s a carnival at school where we can invite our families to come. Anyway, I accidentally spilled my soup at dinner and my parents were shouting at me)

Mom:You should’ve been more careful! That’s not lady-like at all

Me:Family Fun Day is this weekend and NONE OF YOU ARE INVITED!

Mom:(frowned and looked down)

Unfiltered Story #56646

CT, USA | Unfiltered | November 17, 2015

(I work in a consignment store where customers bring in their unwanted clothes, shoes, accessories, and housewares. We often get a lot of customers that don’t understand that what you see is what you get. Store policy dictates that after a certain price, shoes are put one on the floor and one behind the counter where we keep everything expensive. A man walks over with several pairs of shoes missing their pairs while I’m at the register.)

Man: *Mumbles something in a heavy Russian accent*

Me: *assuming he wants the pairs to the shoes he has, i answer.* You want the pairs? Alright…

(I turn to grab the pairs to the shoes the man is holding when he very roughly reaches OVER the counter and grabs my arm.

Man: NO! I need these shoes in my size. I am [size]

Me: *I pull away from his grip* I apologize sir, but we only have the shoes you’re holding. We don’t have multiple pairs of every shoe we bring in.

Man: *getting agitated* I can SEE more pairs! Look!

(He points at the single shoes behind the counter, the pairs to the ones he’s still holding)

Me: sir, I’m sorry but those are the matches to the shoes you’re holding. We have more shoes in the men’s section that might fit you.

Man: *absolutely furious* LIAR! You’re trying to SCAM ME! I SEE THOSE SHOES! I’m not an IDIOT!

(The man continues to berate me, and one of my coworkers approaches. Before she can get close enough, the man physically throws the shoes at me, one of which ended up bruising my side. I begin to tear up and he storms away towards the men’s section, where he begins to yell again. My manager ended up having to escort him out. Luckily i haven’t seen him since!)

Unfiltered Story #32192

VA, USA | Unfiltered | November 17, 2015

(I am in Ninth grade, in Biology. My teacher tends to be the really rude type, not exactly strict, though really dumb at times while trying to be serious.)

Me: “I got a low score on this quiz, can I have a retake?”

Teacher: “No retakes on ANY quizzes!”

Me: “…”

*The whole class just stares at the teacher as this is said.*

(Funnily enough, the syllabus she handed out said we could have retakes, and only a couple minutes later, she says we can have a retake. This flabbergasts almost everyone in the room.)

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