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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.)

    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′.)

    Served By Sheldon Cooper

    | KS, USA | Employees, Ignoring/Inattentive, Lazy/Unhelpful

    (I still like to write letters to a small circle of friends. I often buy fun stamps at the post office for the envelopes. I’m at the new post office, and I decide to buy some new, limited edition stamps that have just become available.)

    Me: “Hi! I’d like 10 of these two-stamps please.”

    Postal Worker #1: “No.”

    Me: “I… What?”

    (I stop, confused, while the worker just looks back calmly at me. I really don’t know what to say. Luckily, another worker I’ve spoken to before, and who is very nice, comes over.)

    Postal Worker #2: “Hi. Is everything all right?”

    Me: “Er, I’d like to buy ten each of these stamps…”

    Postal Worker #2: “Oh, those stamps are sold in sheets of twenty. We’re not allowed to cut them up for sale.”

    Me: “Oh, okay. I’ll just take a sheet of these then.”

    (I make my purchase with Postal Worker #2, and leave. As I exit, I overhear them talking.)

    Postal Worker #2: “Why didn’t you explain to her that she had to buy the whole sheet?”

    Postal Worker #1: “She asked for ten of each. I said no, because we’re not allowed to cut them up.”

    Postal Worker #2: “So why didn’t you explain that to her?!”

    Postal Worker #1: “She didn’t ask about that. Why should I tell her when she didn’t ask?”

    Postal Worker #2: “Dude, you’re worse than Sheldon Cooper!”

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    Got To Give Him Credit For Trying

    | Montreal, QC, Canada | At The Checkout, Bizarre/Silly, Coworkers, Employees

    (My coworker is serving a young and, I must say, beautiful female customer. He is not indifferent to her beauty. They chat a little while he is preparing her order.)

    Coworker: “That will be $12.45.”

    Customer: “Debby.”

    Coworker: “Oh! Hi, Debby! I’m [Name]. Nice to meet you!”

    Customer: “Hmm…” *slowly waving the card she is holding* “I was actually trying to pay with debit.”

    Coworker: *turning red* “Oh… Yes… Sure….Right away…”

    Little Yellow Lies

    | Telford, England, UK | Employees, Food & Drink, Health & Body, History, School, Tourists & Travel

    (I work as a magical clown at a theme park aimed at children aged eight and under. Between shows I wander around the park chatting to everyone, drumming up interest for my next performance. The weather this day has quite a bit of rain. I happen to pass by the medieval castle where a small party of school children are standing under the parapet. Their escort, a cast member dressed as Captain Hook, is trying to stop them from doing something.)

    Captain Hook: “Stop that. It’s not clean!”

    (The children are stood under some guttering that is leaking. The rain run-off from the parapet is flowing out of the gap in the guttering, and into the mouths of the children stood below.)

    Captain Hook: “Please, stop it!”

    Kid #1: “It’s just rain water.”

    Me: “Hey kids!” *they turn and look at me* “You see Robin Hood and his friends up there?”

    (I point up to the top of the castle, where cast members dressed as Robin Hood and his merry men are placed.)

    Kids: “Yeah?”

    Me: “Well, they live up there on the tower. They don’t have a toilet up there, unfortunately, so when they need to go for a wee, where do you think they go?”

    Kid #2: “Over the wall?”

    Me: “No, they go on the floor. Now, all that wee then runs off through the gaps in the wall into the guttering…”

    Kids: “Oh…” *realizes* “EWWWWW!” *cue much spitting*

    Me: *to Captain Hook* “Lying to kids is the best part of my job!”


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