New Employees Are Shutting Down

| MI, USA | New Hires, Overtime

(I am a teenager at my first job, working behind a meat counter at a grocery store. As part of my shift, I have to shut it down and clean up.)

Me: “Hey, [Coworker #1], [Manager] forgot to tell me how to shut everything down.”

Coworker #1: “I’ll show you what to do before I have to do my shut-down.”

(He helps me out for the first hour, before he has to go shut-down. Unfortunately, that leaves me alone struggling with clean-up… which ends up taking me almost two hours overtime. Everyone else in my department leaves when they are done with their shutdown, so I have to try to figure the rest out myself. The next day:)

Coworker #1: “So, how long did you take you last night?”

Me: “I didn’t get out until almost midnight.”

Coworker #1: “Really? Nice! Most people take longer their first night.”

(I didn’t stick around long.)

Acting Like Soured Milk

| Dallas, TX, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Employees

(I am 12 years old and on vacation to visit my grandparents in Texas. We are staying at their house and they live right next to a grocery store. My mother has me go there to pick up some eggs, milk, and some birdseed. When I get there it is fairly empty except for an elderly man and an employee. I go over to the dairy aisle to get the milk and I notice out of the corner of my eye the employee following me. I assume he is just walking past, but he stops right by me and I pretend not to notice. When I reach to grab the milk he rushes forward.)

Employee: “Here, let me help you with that.”

(He grabs a very small carton of milk rather than the large one I was reaching for.)

Me: “Oh, thank you, sir, but I need the larger one.”

(I pick up the larger milk jug and he makes an audible gasp. I nod at him and walk over to the produce. He follows. I grab a carton of eggs.)

Employee: “Do you need all of those?”

(I had grabbed a pack of a dozen.)

Me: “Um, yes.”

Employee: “I don’t think you can afford that.”

Me: “I have the money here.” *gestures at my pocket*

Employee: “But you don’t need all those eggs.”

Me: “I do. I’m shopping for my grandparents.”

(I move away towards the pet aisle for the bird seed. I grab a rather small bag. The employee is still following me. I walk to the check out thing and the employee doesn’t move to check me out.)

Me: “Pardon me, sir, would you mind checking me out? Sorry to bother you.”

Employee: “No.”

Me: “Sorry?”

Employee: “You have been continually rude to me and I have a right as a working citizen of America to turn down who I serve.”

Me: “…”

(He does not check me out and I end up leaving without my groceries. As I’m walking up to my grandparents someone calls from behind me. I turn to see the elderly man from the store.)

Elderly Man: “Hey! Hey kid!”

(He’s carrying a shopping bag.)

Me: “Hello?”

(The man silently hands me the bag and turns to leave. I open the bag and see the birdseed, eggs, and milk I had been trying to buy.)

Me: “Thank you!”

Elderly Man: *just smiles*

The Strife Of The Party

| CA, USA | Bad Behavior, Coworkers

(The previous day one of our coworkers hosted in her home a going away party for another coworker. Due to a combination of personal issues I don’t do well at social gatherings and left early with the excuse that the noise was giving me a headache. Before I left several times one coworker or another had asked if I was okay because I was either uncharacteristically silent or my face had gone blank because I was trying very hard to listen. The next day one of my coworkers is loudly (because she works a yard or two away from my station) complaining about my leaving early and my weak excuse.)

Me: “Did my leaving the party early end the party?”

Coworker: *grumpily looks at me but has nothing to say*

Me: “No, the party kept going after I left. Would my sour face have ruined the party if I stayed?”

Coworker: *continues to silently stare at me*

Me: “The answer is yes, it would have. So why keep fussing about it?”

(I do like this coworker, but sometimes she drives me nuts! At least she stopped complaining about my social anxiety after that.)

Trickle-Down Creepiness

| TX, USA | Employees, Family & Kids

(I’m a female college student home for the holidays. Since my parents both work, I take care of errands whenever I’m in town. One store has cable company salespeople who approach customers to switch providers and tend not to hear “no” very well, so I make a point of avoiding them. One day, I’m shopping and one of them singles me out.)

Salesman: “Hello, how are you?”

Me: *pretending not to hear*

Salesman: *following me* “Hi!”

Me: “…yes?”

Salesman: “I just wanted to know, who’s your cable service provider?”

Me: *sighs* “Look, I’ve talked to you guys plenty of times. I don’t want to switch, okay?”

Salesman: “You talked to me?”

Me: “No, to you guys. I’m not interested.”

Salesman: “Oh, did they not save you money?”

Me: “What? No, I—”

Salesman: “They didn’t save you money?”

Me: “I didn’t want to switch!”

Salesman: “Oh, so the problem is you didn’t want to switch?”

Me: “Right, I did NOT want to switch.”

Salesman: “And they didn’t save you money?”

Me: “You know what? No. I don’t see how they could; I’m not even the one who handles cable in my house.”

Salesman: “Oh! Well, you know, it’s all trickle down.” *leans in conspiratorially* “He saves money, he can buy you more presents, huh?”

Me: “’He’ is my dad.”

Salesman: *looks uncomfortable* “Ah…well… it’s all the same, isn’t it? Trickle down?”

Me: “Yeah, I’m gonna leave now.”

Shredded Your Brain By Asking

| Bozeman, MT, USA | At The Checkout, Employees, Food & Drink

(I had forgotten cheese when doing my weekly shopping so I stop in after work to grab only that.)

Cashier: *holding the bag of shredded cheese* “So, are you going to use this for eating or what?”

(She was asking the question seriously and I nearly missed my bus trying to figure out other uses.)

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