Category: Employees

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Your Tip Is Toast

| Bonn, Germany | Bad Behavior, Employees, Food & Drink

(This happened to my parents in the 80s. They are at a table in the half-empty dining room, waiting to be served breakfast. The waitress comes and puts their plates down with two slices of toast for each of them and some spreads. When my parents try to order more toast this happens.)

Mom: “Hello, could we have some more toast, please?”

Waitress: *curt* “No.”

Mom: “We are willing to pay if that costs extra.”

Waitress: “You shouldn’t eat so much toast. It makes you constipated.”

(My parents left and bought some pastries at a nearby bakery.)

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Security Has A Lot Of Baggage About Baggage

| Devon, England, UK | Bad Behavior, Employees

(My husband and I, who are in our early 20s, are quickly going to our nearest supermarket for a few essentials, something we do fairly often as the supermarket is only a ten minute walk away so it’s quite convenient. Just as we’re about to walk in, a security guard appears at the door.)

Security Guard: “Sorry, you can’t come in.”

Me: *confused* “Sorry, why not?” *checks watch* “You’re not closing for another two hours.”

Security Guard: *points at my husband’s backpack* “He’s got a bag; you can’t come in with your own bag.”

Me: “I have a bag, too.” *I gesture to my handbag* “It’s how I carry my purse, so I can pay for the shopping I’m about to do. My husband carries his things in his bag, and we actually put a lot of our shopping in his bag, so we’re not using plastic carrier bags. It’s never been a problem here, or in other shops.”

Security Guard: “You can’t come in if you have a bag with you.”

(At this point I notice other shoppers inside with their own bags, and I can’t be bothered to continue with this security guard.)

Me: “You know what? That’s fine. I’d rather shop somewhere where I’m not pre-judged before I even set foot inside.”

(We shopped elsewhere from then on, and I never heard anything from anyone I knew about not being allowed into a shop with your own bag.)

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That Diagnosis Doesn’t Have A Leg To Stand On

| Taiwan | Bad Behavior, Employees, Health & Body

(I have recurring pain that will come and go. I always carry a folding cane and medication with me. I’m outside the store when pain starts up and I grab a nearby wall to lean on and take a pill. After a little rest I get my cane and continue walking and go up the few steps of the store with difficulty.)

Cashier: “Are you okay?

Me: “Yeah. Just some pain. I can manage.”

Cashier: “Okay.”

(I’m much better in the middle of shopping so I put my cane away and continue walking like normal. I then go to that cashier, there’s no one else there.)

Cashier: “I thought you were a cripple!”

Me: “What? No, my leg is just painful sometimes.”

Cashier: “That makes no sense. You can either walk or can’t walk.”

Me: “Have you ever had any pain?”

Cashier: “Sure, but takes a while to recover not 15 minutes! And you walk completely fine now, not even a limp. Why did you fake pain earlier or at least greatly exaggerated it?”

Me: “…”

Cashier: “Why?”

(I silently show her my medicine bottle.)

Cashier: “That could be for anything or you’re just addicted.”

Me: “I don’t think you have any say in my medical diagnosis and treatment or mental well-being. Please just continue this transaction.”

Cashier: “Fine, but you need psychological help.”

Me: *sighs*

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Your Pick’N’Mix Selection Is Depressing

| Blyth, England, UK | Employees, Health & Body

(I’m in the pharmacy waiting to pick up my regular prescription, which is two-month’s worth of  anti-depressant. Unfortunately, the pharmacy only has one box left of my dosage that day, so I’m about to ask for a ticket to come back tomorrow to finish my order, when the woman serving me – not the chemist – leaves me dumbfounded. )

Worker: “Oh, we only have one box left; do you just want to try something else?”

Me: *after a couple of stunned seconds* “Um, what?”

Worker: “Since we only have one box left, do you want to just take something else?”

Me: *after another few seconds of staring blankly at her* “Yeah, I’m pretty sure I can’t just mix and match anti-depressants like that. Doesn’t sound like a good idea.”

Worker: “Oh. Right, then.”

(I was still stunned when the actual chemist came over to give me my medication and the ticket to pick up my other box I was owed. You would think an employee handling medication would be aware switching up and mixing anti-depressants like that would do more harm than good!)

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New Flights Of Unreason

| Washington, DC, USA | Employees, Time, Transportation

(I’m trying to get on a flight for work to State College, PA. I have to be there by 7 pm for sound-check; the flight is scheduled to take off at 12:30 and land at 2 pm. At 12 pm, they announce a five-minute delay. Knowing that it’s NEVER a five-minute delay, I approach the desk.)

Me: “I just wanted to talk to someone about getting on another flight; I MUST be in State College this evening for work.”

Airline Employee: “Oh, it’ll be fine. We’ll just be a few minutes delayed.”

(Every few minutes, they announce another short delay. By 1 pm, I go back to the desk.)

Me: “Hi, I really need to talk to someone about getting on another flight.”

(At that moment, a VERY cranky passenger storms up and interrupts me to shout about the delay. Airline employee turns away from me to deal with it. He continues to rant, and another employee comes over. Now there’s a bunch of us in line, and everyone’s serving that one guy. I give up and return to my seat. At 1:30 pm, I return to the desk and again, just as I am about to be served, cranky man jumps up and starts yelling. At 2 pm, I try AGAIN, and by now there are FIVE airline employees serving him and everyone else is being ignored. Finally, at 2:30, I stand my ground.)

Me: “OK, the last time I checked, I was told it would be ‘just a few minutes until the plane took off. That was more than two hours ago. I fly tens of thousands of miles with you folks every year and I know you have other flights into this town – I NEED to get on the next flight. Can you help me?”

Airline Attendant: “Sorry, miss, but the last flight to State College left an hour ago. Why didn’t you say something sooner?”

Me: “…”

(I managed to get into town and to the venue with less than 20 minutes to spare.)