Would Prefer To Be Butt Hurt

| USA | Bosses & Owners, Health & Body, Rude & Risque

(We have a small office, so small that to get from the manager’s office to the front there is a small hallway where I sit. Every time my manager, who is very heavyset, passes by, he bumps my head with his butt. It is so annoying that one day I work up the courage to say something.)

Me: “Could you stop bumping my head with your butt?!”

Manager: “Sorry, I’m trying to get by here. It’s really tight, isn’t it?”

Me: “Mm.”

(He turns around and faces me, and then tries to squeeze by. This time he bumps me with his FRONT.)

Me: “You know what? Never mind, keep bumping me with your butt.”


Cheesed Off About The Menu

| Perth, WA, Australia | Perth, WA, Australia | At The Checkout, Employees, Food & Drink, Lazy/Unhelpful, Popular

(Our local takeaway sells a chicken roll and for a while had a special menu item of a bacon, chicken, and cheese roll — basically, the same thing as the chicken roll but with bacon and cheese. Some locations have it on the menu, while some don’t but still sell it. I go into one location where it’s not on the menu but decide to try my luck anyway. They make rolls and burgers to order.)

Me: “Hi, can I have a bacon, cheese, and chicken roll, please?”

Cashier: “We no longer sell that. If it’s not on the menu, we don’t sell it, and it’s not on the menu. See?” *motions to menu and rolls eyes at colleague as if I am the dumbest person to ever walk into their store*

Me: “Oh, okay. Can I have a custom order chicken roll with added bacon and cheese, then?”

Cashier: “Sure!”


A Seriously Delayed Case Of The Mondays

| Dallas, TX, USA | Employees, Extra Stupid, Ignoring & Inattentive, Time

(I’m calling to schedule a follow-up appointment for my son.)

Me: “Hi, this is [My Name]. My son, [Son], was there last Thursday, but we did not set up his next appointment at that time. I’m calling to schedule his follow-up appointment.”

Receptionist: “Your son has an appointment on Thursday?”

Me: “No, he had an appointment last Thursday. I just need to schedule a follow-up.”

Receptionist: “Oh, okay. What is your son’s name?”

Me: *again* “[Son].”

Receptionist: “Hmm… I don’t see him on this Thursday’s schedule.”

Me: “No, he was in LAST Thursday. We’re calling to set up a new appointment.”

Receptionist: “Hang on… I still can’t find him in our system…”

(Several minutes go by.)

Me: “Are you still there?”

Receptionist: “Yes, I just can’t… Oh, wait, here he is. He came in LAST Thursday.”

Me: *slow burn* “Yes, that’s what I said.”

Receptionist: “Is there anything else I can help you with?”