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    Plucking An Answer Out Of The Air

    | Orlando, FL, USA | Bad Behavior, Crazy Requests, Employees, Tourists & Travel, Transportation

    (I have just finished visiting my friends and have arrived at the airport for my return flight to Washington Dulles. I get up to the airline greeter who is standing at the entrance of the line.)

    Greeter: *rudely* “Sir, you need to place that carry-on in this slot to confirm the size.”

    Me: “Oh, this is my return trip, I already know it fits.”

    Greeter: “That doesn’t matter. Put the bag in.”

    (I do as asked.)

    Greeter: *shocked* “It fits. Where are you flying to?”

    Me: “D.C.”

    Greeter: *scoffs* “There are two airports in D.C. We only fly to one of them.”

    Me: *shocked look* “Washington Dulles.”

    Greeter: “That is the one we fly to.”

    (As I am walking away to go to the counter I turn around.)

    Me: “There are actually three airports in the D.C. area.”

    (I got better service from the TSA agents!)

    Don’t Know What They’re Playing At

    | Australia | At The Checkout, Bosses & Owners, Employees, Ignoring/Inattentive, Lazy/Unhelpful, Technology

    (In the middle of the year, I pre-ordered and paid for a PlayStation 4 for my husband’s Christmas present. Because of my schedule, I asked for pick up the week before Christmas. On the 23rd of December I finally get an email saying it is in store and ready to go.)

    Me: “Hi. I’m here to pick up a pre-order. Here’s my receipt.”

    Cashier: “Uh-huh. We’re sold out of PlayStations.”

    Me: “No, I pre-ordered it. I just got the email saying it was in store this morning? So, I’m here to pick it up.”

    Cashier: *still holding my receipt* “Look, it’s a popular console. Maybe you should think ahead next time? I mean, seriously.”

    Me: “Excuse me? I want to speak to a manager. Now, please.”

    (The cashier huffs, rolls her eyes, and throws my receipt on the counter, and then finally pages for a manager.)

    Manager: “What’s up?”

    Cashier: “This girl’s looking for a PS4 and demanded to see you when I told her we were sold out.”

    Me: “Um, no. I have a pre-order. I can even show you the email on my phone saying it’s ready to be picked up. I asked to see you because your cashier was rude.”

    Manager: “Look, we sold them. All of them.”

    Me: “Even the pre-orders? Like, my pre-order? That I was told to come and pick up?”

    Manager: *shrugs* “Yeah?”

    Me: “Are you kidding? I just got the email saying it was here! Look, can you at least try other stores?”

    Manager & Cashier: “They’re sold out too.”

    Cashier: “Look, next time just be prepared. They’re back ordered till February.”

    Me: “Look, I’m not trying to buy one. I am here to pick one up I purchased six months ago!”

    Manager: “We sold out. [Cashier] is right. You really should’ve thought ahead.”

    (On the plus side, my cousin’s girlfriend, who works at another location of the same store, saw my Facebook update about the situation. She said they had some at her store and put one aside for me. I made her brownies.)

    Not Warming Up To The Service

    | NH, USA | Employees, Extra Stupid, Food & Drink, Lazy/Unhelpful

    (I have ordered a large cheese pizza and a two-liter bottle of soda. When the delivery person shows up he only has the insulated pizza carrying bag.)

    Me: “Uhm… I had ordered a bottle of soda, too?”

    Driver: “Yeah, I got it.”

    (With that, he proceeds to take my now lukewarm bottle of coke and my now lukewarm pizza out of the same insulated bag.)

    Me: “Why would you put a cold bottle of coke and a hot pizza in the same insulated bag?”

    Driver: “Well, it’s easier to carry that way.”

    Me: “Don’t you think it defeats the purpose of using an insulated bag if you put hot and cold things in it together?”

    Driver: “But… it’s easier to carry!”

    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.)

    Failing At A Closing Argument

    | Newburgh, IN, USA | Employees, Lazy/Unhelpful

    (I am 12 years old. I am going to a pottery store with my friends to paint pottery. My mom is calling to find out when they close.)

    My Mom: “Hi. What time do you close tonight?”

    Manager: “Eight o’clock.”

    My Mom: “Okay, thank you! Bye!”

    (At about 4:45 we walk into the pottery store.)

    Employee: “Are you picking up?”

    Us: “No…”

    Employee: “Well, it’s too late to paint. We close at 6.”

    (We tell my mom, who is at the vacuum store next to the pottery store, and she goes back in. She notices a sign that says that they close at 8. She told the employee, who then scribbled out ’8′ and wrote ’6′.)


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