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    Swelling With Anger

    | Germany | Bad Behavior, Bigotry, Employees, Health & Body, Lazy/Unhelpful

    (I have a condition which causes my legs to swell immensely to the point of severe pain. I am entering a clothing store with my mother, looking for a pair of trousers for a funeral. Having accompanied my mother for several hours already, my legs hurt.  When my mother goes to try on some trousers, I find a chair near the fitting rooms, sit down, and dig through my purse for my bottle of water and my painkillers. A worker comes up to me, gesturing at the chair.)

    Worker: “You need to get up. Now!”

    (She is speaking really urgently, and I get up, sighing from pain and stand there, while she grabs the chair and sits down herself. I am confused, but decide it might be best not to show it, so I ask if she might has another chair.)

    Me: “Excuse me, but do you have another chair I might use? My legs are really swollen, and I’m in pain and—”

    Worker: *cuts me off with a glare* “Lose some weight, and get out of my way. Fatties like you have no right to wear pretty clothes. You are ruining it for all the ones that are looking good!”

    (My mother left the fitting room, threw the trousers into the worker’s face, her face red from anger, having heard what the woman said to me. She brought me to the outside waiting area in the mall and returned to the shop. A few minutes later she came back with not one, but two gift cards worth €50, and explained to me that the manager had profusely apologised for the woman’s behaviour. We found out later that the worker was fired for generally being a bad worker, verbally abusing customers, and refusing help.)

    Assumption Is The Mother Of Prejudice

    | Stockholm, Sweden | Bigotry, Bosses & Owners, Family & Kids

    (I have just gotten a job as a carer for a little girl with cerebral palsy. I work wherever she is, including her home, which means I often work with her parents. Her parents are separated, and so far I’ve only worked at her father’s place, but now I have my first shift with her mother. I find out that she’s a priest, and instantly panic. I’m in a same-sex relationship and I’m afraid she’ll be prejudiced against me, so I make up plans to avoid any questions on the subject.)

    Girl’s Mother: “Oh, that’s right, [Girl]. You’re meeting your godmothers next week!”

    Me: “Oh, that’s nice! … Wait, godmothers?”

    Girl’s Mother: “Well, yes. [Name] and her wife are old friends of the family, so it was only natural that they should be my daughter’s godmothers.” *she gives me a suspicious look* “I hope you don’t have a problem with that?”

    (I burst out laughing and told her about my partner and how I’d planned to lie to her to avoid trouble. Turned out that I was the prejudiced one!)

    Their Custom Is Sai-Gone

    | USA | Bigotry, Employees, Geography, Language & Words

    (My girlfriend and I are on a trip to the south of the US and decide to stop at a sandwich shop for lunch. I am a white Canadian and she is Vietnamese, both born and raised in Canada.)

    Me: “Hello! I’ll take a 12-inch [sub] meal.”

    Girlfriend: “I’ll t—”

    Server: “I’m sorry, I don’t speak Chinese.” *turns to me* “To save time, can you just order for her, please?”

    Me: “Well, first of all, she’s not Chinese. She’s Vietnamese—”

    Server: “Same thing. I don’t speak the language!”

    Me: “Second, she does speak English if you let her.”

    (My girlfriend is shy and always tries to avoid conflict, so I have to nudge her to order. After we both do and I have my sub extensively customized, with added items, extra cheese, and toasted. We get to the register.)

    Server: “That will be [total].”

    Me: “You know what? Naaah, I changed my mind. Have a nice day. Bye.”

    (We left the server holding the wrapped subs and walked out without a word.)

    What Is French For Bigot?

    | USA | Bigotry, Employees, Language & Words, Top

    (My wife and I are shopping for a gift for her best friend’s baby shower, in an area where French is commonly spoken. She is mixed race, but looks South Asian like her mother. We both have large, visible tattoos and a lot of piercings. My wife approaches one of the employees, who is chatting with another employee in French.)

    Wife: “Excuse me. Where would I find [Brand]?”

    Employee #1: *irritated, in English* “In aisle [number].”

    Wife: “Thank you.”

    (The aisle isn’t very far from where the employees are standing, so we can hear everything they’re saying. I don’t speak French, but my wife’s father is from France and therefore she speaks it fluently. She relays their conversation to me after we leave.)

    Employee #1: *in French, to Employee #2* “Ugh, what’s a whore like her doing in here! They shouldn’t even be allowed to have kids.”

    Employee #2: *in French* “A white man with an [ethnic slur] like her. It’s a disgrace.”

    Employee #1: *in French* “We should charge them double for everything. That’ll teach them.”

    (My wife finds the product she is looking for and takes it up to the counter. Employee #1 starts to ring her up.)

    Employee #1: *in English* “Did you find everything alright?”

    Wife: *in French* “I did, thank you. [Brand] is my favorite. I hope my best friend will get as much use out of this as I got out of mine.”

    Employee #1: *stunned, speechless*

    Wife: *in French* “Now, make sure you get the proper price on that. Oh, and I’ll be calling your manager.”

    (She did call the manager later, and it turned out that that wasn’t the first time the employees had done something like that. They were fired, and my wife was given a coupon for future visits.)

    Finally Off The Hook

    , | OH, USA | Bigotry, Coworkers

    (It is a rather slow day at my workplace. For the past year, one of my coworkers has been trying to hook me up with male customers, which I turn down. Her boyfriend shows up with her son while she goes on break. When she comes back, she is chatting about her son.)

    Coworker #1: “Hey, [My Name]. Do you want any kids?”

    Me: *restocking my station* “Nope.”

    Coworker #1: “Do you want to get married?”

    Me: “Nope.”

    Coworker #1: “Do you want a boyfriend?”

    Me: “Had one. Broke up with him. Don’t want another.”

    Coworker: “Why not?”

    Me: “I discovered I was asexual and aromantic when I was dating.”

    Coworker #1: “So you have sex with yourself?”

    Me: “No. It means I don’t want sex, just like aromantic means I don’t want any relationships other than familial or friendly.”

    Coworker #1: “Oh my gosh, [My Name]! You’re a woman! You’re made to make babies!”

    Me: “No. I am made to make high scores, art, stories, and honor to my God. Possibly even become a CSI.”

    (One of my other female coworkers who’s been listening in speaks up.)

    Coworker #2: “Amen, sistah!” *high-fives me*

    Coworker #1: *fumes off*

    Coworker #2: “So, what were those terms again? Because I think I’m one of those, too…”


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