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    Senseless Sensitivity

    | North West, UK | Bosses & Owners, Crazy Requests, Top

    (A regular patron of mine has severe difficulty walking and uses crutches. I’m friendly with him so he comes over to say hello, we have a little talk and he heads on inside happy as usual. Shortly afterward, my supervisor calls me into the back office. He looks angry.)

    Supervisor: “We’ve had a complaint about your behaviour.”

    Me: “Oh, really? What’s wrong?”

    Supervisor: “You mocked a disabled customer and called him a derogatory slur.”

    Me: “I… what? We talk all the time; there’s never been a problem. Did he complain? What was the slur?”

    (My supervisor squirms uncomfortably.)

    Supervisor: “Well, there wasn’t any actual complaint. I was passing, and I thought it really sarcastic and rude that you called him ‘Mr. Walker’ when he’s disabled. Why would you call him that?”

    (I can’t help it; I let out a short laugh.)

    Supervisor: “This isn’t a laughing matter! I could have you fired for this.”

    Me: “I’m sorry. I see where you’re coming from. No, that’s his actual name: Mr. [first name] Walker.”

    Supervisor: “…Couldn’t you call him something else?”

    Me: “Something that’s not his name? I’m afraid he doesn’t like being called ‘sir’, or by his first name.”

    Supervisor: “Could you not call him anything at all?”

    Me: “I don’t understand. Like, ‘Hey, you’, or just ignore him completely?”

    Supervisor: “Yes. Either of those.”

    Me: “…”

    From Bagger To Badgerer

    | Fishkill, NY, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Coworkers

    (I am a cashier at a grocery store. One of the baggers has finished her shift and is checking out on my register.)

    Me: “Paper or plastic?”

    Bagger: *ignores me* “Now, where is my EBT card…”

    (Since she has ignored me, I begin bagging in plastic. She has a very large order. After she finds her card, she notices and stops me; by now, I’ve already bagged a lot of her items.)

    Bagger: “Oh, I wanted paper in plastic. Can you take that out of the bags and give me paper bags?”

    (I start rebagging her items in paper and plastic, which are larger than the plastic bags and designed to hold more items.)

    Another Customer: “You’re seriously going to make her undo ALL of that? You work here!”

    Bagger: “I’m off the clock! I’m a paying customer! And don’t make them too heavy. I can’t lift heavy bags!”

    Me: “…”

    An Order Of Wrapt Attention To Go

    , | Tampa, FL, USA | At The Checkout, Employees, Food & Drink, Ignoring/Inattentive

    Server: “Welcome to [restaurant]. What can I get you today?”

    Cousin: “Ok, I would like a ten piece chicken nugget combo, with a medium vanilla [ice cream drink].”

    Server: “Okay, what to drink?”

    Cousin: “…A medium vanilla [ice cream drink].”

    Server: “What size?”

    Cousin: “…Medium.”

    Server: “Chocolate or vanilla?”

    Cousin: “…Vanilla.”

    Server: “Okay, what else would you like?”

    Cousin: “Four [burgers], two without pickles—”

    Server: “Okay, two [burgers], four without pickles.”

    Cousin: “No, four [burgers], two without pickles.”

    Server: “Well, miss, they don’t come with pickles, anyway.”

    Cousin: “Okay, that’s great, then.”

    Server: “What else can I get you?”

    Cousin: “A chicken wrap, with just chicken and ranch on it… no lettuce or anything.”

    Server: “All right, will that be all?”

    Cousin: “Yup.”

    Server: “Then drive around; your total is [total].”

    (We drive around and get to the window. The server hands us a chocolate [ice cream drink].)

    Cousin: “Hang on, we ordered a vanilla one.”

    (The server takes it back, and we get our food. My cousin takes it and checks the rest of the food. She opens her wrap to find everything she’s asked off of it, on it.)

    Cousin: “Excuse me; I asked for this to be just chicken and ranch.”

    Server: “Just chicken and ranch?”

    Cousin: “Just chicken and ranch.”

    Server: *to the cook* “Just chicken and honey mustard!”

    (At this point, we give up, although we kind of find it funny. And yes, we did end up getting a chicken and honey mustard wrap.)

    Call Of Duty: Misogynist Warfare, Part 3

    | Marion, IN, USA | Bigotry, Employees, Geeks Rule, Theme Of The Month

    Cashier: “Hey, you lost?”

    Me: “No, I’m not, but I do have a question for you.”

    Cashier: “Look girly, this isn’t a beauty salon.”

    Me: “Uh yeah I know that; thanks. I want to pre order COD: Ghosts and Diablo 3 on the PS3.”

    Cashier: “You don’t need that. I bet you don’t even know what a PS3 is. Stupid prep trying to act like she knows anything!”

    Me: “Look, I don’t need your crap. Get me a manager.”

    Cashier: “Fine, but he’s going to tell you the same thing.”

    (The manager standing behind him turns around and looks at me and grins.)

    Manager: “So you think you’re a gamer, huh? How cute. We don’t have any girl games, sorry.”

    Me: “Oh my freaking God. I just want to pre-order two games. How hard is that? Do I really have to prove to you that I’m a gamer?”

    Manager: “Sweetie, you don’t have to do anything, but admit that you don’t even know how to play the game you want.”

    Me: “So, for me to be a gamer, I have to have a d***? Screw this. My K/D is 1.82. Black Ops 2. I also happen to be pretty good on Mob Of The Dead. I think I’ll go to another store. I hope you figure out there are girl gamers, since you just met one!”

    (Fortunately, I was able to preorder at a different store.)

    Related:
    Call Of Duty: Misogynist Warfare, Part 2
    Call Of Duty: Misogynist Warfare

    Out Of Food And A Job

    | Melbourne, VIC, Australia | Employees, Top

    Me: “Can I have a toasted ham and cheese sandwich?”

    Cashier: “Umm…I ‘m not sure. I’ll have to see.”

    (The cashier goes out back and then returns.)

    Cashier: “Sorry, I’ve got no ham and cheese left. In fact we’ve got hardly any food. That was my boss I was just talking to. He just told me he’s closing the business at the end of today, so I’m officially unemployed in…” *looks at watch* “…about three hours.  Now I know why we’ve had no food delivered all week. Actually, I should probably just close now since we’ve got no food anyway. Sorry to ruin your day!”

    Me: “That’s okay. I think someone else just had a worse one.”


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