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    A Global Imposition

    | Rochester, NY, USA | Employees, Lazy/Unhelpful, Time, Transportation

    (While in college I relied on trains to get to and from my home for breaks. I had a car, but didn’t trust the area of town the train station was, and instead elected to take taxis from campus to the station. On this occasion, I called for a taxi a few hours in advance to be sure they’d have time to reach me.)

    Me: *calling dispatcher* “Yeah, my taxi was supposed to show up about 15 minutes ago, and he’s still not here.”

    Dispatcher: “Well, he says he’s on his way.”

    Me: “Well, okay, but I have a train to catch, so this is kind of time sensitive.”

    Dispatcher: “I’ll let him know.”

    (Fifteen minutes later and still no taxi. I’m getting really anxious now as the grace period I left myself is running out, so I call again.)

    Dispatcher: “I’m sorry, miss, but all I can say is he’s on his way. I’ll try to contact him again.”

    (A few minutes later, my phone rings.)

    Driver: “Yeah, I’m just trying to find your apartment… it’s kind of hard.”

    Me: “My apartment is ON CAMPUS! On the academic side!”

    Driver: “Oh… OH! Okay! I gotcha. I’ll be there in a minute.”

    (Finally the cab pulls up and I all but throw my bags into the trunk.)

    Driver: “Sorry about the wait. What time is it, anyway?”

    Me: *noticing a GPS on his dashboard displaying the time* “It’s [time]. And you know, it says right there on your GPS.”

    Driver: “Oh, that thing. I never look at that.”

    (Well, maybe you should have, buddy! I almost missed my train!)

    I’ll Have The Most Expensive Nothing On The Menu

    | MD, USA | Employees, Food & Drink, Lazy/Unhelpful

    (My dad and I are driving through Maryland and stop at a 24 hours diner around 10 pm.)

    Waitress: *handing us menus* “So, what can I get you?”

    Dad: “Oh, I don’t know. What’s good here?”

    Waitress: “Nothing, really.”

    Dad: “So, I guess we should go eat somewhere else, huh?”

    If Only They Could Hear Themselves

    | WI, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Food & Drink, Ignoring/Inattentive, Lazy/Unhelpful

    (I am 23 years old and due to some complications when I was younger have hearing loss in my left ear. I do have a hearing aid but it occasionally cuts out if a noise is something that will harm my ear. My hearing aid is a BTE (Behind The Ear) model and i have my hair cut in a fashion to cover it. I have come to the liquor store to buy some drinks to mix for a party I am having. I approach with a cart that has various types of alcohol (about 20 bottles total). The cashier is an older woman who looks down at the cart then up and me and huffs.)

    Cashier: *as I reach into the cart to grab the first few bottles to place on the counter* “I hope you have your ID, otherwise you are going to have to put all those back.”

    Me: *I grab my ID and hand it to her* “Sorry, I should have got that out first.”

    (I go back to grab the bottles. Note my ID is still the ‘underage vertical’ so bars can tell the difference quicker. But it is still valid for five more years.)

    Cashier: *barely looking at the ID* “Sorry hun, looks like you are going to have to put it all back. Your ID says you are underage.”

    Me: “Umm… If you look at my birthday you will see I am 23.”

    Cashier: *she looks closer at my ID* “Still, your ID is invalid. You needed to get a new one after turning 21.”

    Me: “It’s still valid until 2019. I do not need to renew it until then.” *I continue to unload my cart*

    Cashier: “Fine, then.” *she starts to ring me up then says* “If you can pay for all this crap.”

    Me: “I am sorry, did you say something?” *the beeping of the register caused my hearing aid to cut out*

    Cashier: “Do you have enough money to pay for this? I don’t want to bag everything just to have to put it all back.”

    Me: “Yes, I have enough; I have been saving up for it.”

    Cashier: *continues to ring me up* “You shouldn’t be drinking this much alcohol, you know. It makes people stupid.”

    Me: “I’m sorry?”

    Cashier: “Alcohol makes people do stupid things.”

    (I ignore her comments for the remainder of her ringing me up, and am not focused when she mentions the total.)

    Me: “I am sorry could you repeat the total, please?”

    Cashier: “I thought you said you had enough money.” *she says with a sly grin*

    Me: “I do. I just didn’t hear you.”

    Cashier: “Kids these days don’t listen to a thing people say. I said your total is [total].”

    Me: *I open my wallet* “You said the total was [total]?”

    Cashier: “Yes, gawd, are you deaf?”

    Me: “Half actually.”

    Cashier: *looking at me quizzically* “What did you say?”

    Me: *flipping my hair behind my hearing aid, then grabbing the amount in cash out of my wallet* “I said that I am half deaf. You should be nicer to customers, and never assume anything based on age or appearance.”

    Cashier: *deer in headlights look* “Here is your receipt…”

    Not So Closely Guarded

    | CA, USA | Employees, Ignoring/Inattentive, Lazy/Unhelpful, Physical

    (Due to some robberies in the area the bank has hired additional security guards to patrol outside of the building. I’ve just finished going over some paperwork with an accountant and am walking to my car when a vagrant in a dirty coat ambushes me. Note that I’m a woman who is 5′ 1” and weighs less than a hundred pounds.)

    Me: “Hey, let go!”

    Thief: *slurring* “Listen, I just WANT some WINE!”

    (Stumbling, the guy grabs at my purse and tries yanking it out my arms.)

    Me: “Help! Get this guy off me!”

    (I spend the next several minutes fighting off the drunken thief. Finally I manage to get free, only to find he managed to steal my car keys and phone in the scuffle. My hair and clothes a mess, I stumble back into the bank so I can call for help. The bank manager instantly spots me and rushes over.)

    Bank Manager: “Oh, my goodness! What happened? Are you okay? Did you contact one of the security guards about the attack?”

    (I explain the situation when the security guard who was supposed to be watching the parking lot wanders in.)

    Guard: “So, my shift’s over in three minutes. Is it okay if I clock out now?”

    Me: “Hey, where the f*** were you when I was being attacked by that crazed bum?”

    Guard: “Oh, calm down, lady. Don’t be so melodramatic. It’s not like you got jumped by a gang of people.”

    (I’m literally stunned by his flippant regard about not helping me.)

    Me: “So, you didn’t think you should have gotten involved when one of your bank’s customers was attacked by someone twice her size?”

    Guard: “Look, it’s not my job to protect bank customers. Now if—”

    (The bank manager, who had been silent during this exchange, finally speaks up.)

    Manager: “Then what the f*** is your job, [Guard]? Because from where I stand protecting our customers from random thieves in our parking lot sounds like exactly the kind of job we hired extra security for.”

    (The manager asked me to review the parking lot footage with him and the guard. The footage showed the guard actually stopping and watching the entire fight from a safe distance, never interfering during the 10-minute-long fight or even after when I dragged myself inside. Despite his iron-clad defense that it ‘wasn’t his job to help people’ the manager fired him on the spot.)

    I Nintendon’t Believe It

    | San Jose, CA, USA | Employees, Ignoring/Inattentive, Lazy/Unhelpful, Technology

    (I’m meeting up with a friend who often hangs out at a game shop. It is literally a knock off of a very popular game shop, to the point of using the same font and coloration. I’m pretty uncomfortable, but I haven’t seen this friend in a while, so I stick around. Then, a teenager walks in.)

    Teen: “Hey, I dropped off my 3DS to be fixed. Any idea when it’s going to be fixed?”

    Employee: “Um, I’ll call the owner and find out.”

    (Employee calls the owner, then returns.)

    Employee: “So, the technician has had to take care of his family a lot recently, so he hasn’t been in to fix anything. Just come back next week, and it’ll probably be fine.”

    (The teen leaves.)

    Employee: *after teen is completely gone* “So, we kind of lost his 3DS…”


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