Her Request Was Not Only Rude, But Also Impossible
“One time I was in a 7-11 making a purchase when some yuppie lady interrupted my transaction. She angrily told the cashier that the coffee wasn’t hot. He apologized and told her that he could make another pot right away. She said, ‘No, I’m way too busy to wait for that!’ The clerk offered her a refund and she responded with, ‘No, I don’t want a refund! I’m busy and I want a hot cup of coffee RIGHT NOW!’
I felt so bad for this Ethiopian clerk who, judging by his accent, hadn’t been in the country for very long and was shocked by her rudeness. I just snapped and said, ‘Listen you stupid yuppie witch, he apologized that the coffee wasn’t hot, and offered to make you another pot or issue a refund. What the heck do you expect him to do? The only way for him to comply with your request is to get a time machine and brew another pot before you get here. Does he look like some sort of time traveling wizard to you!? You need to just shut up, get back into your ridiculous SUV, and try to act like an adult!’
She just stood there shaking. I couldn’t tell if it was rage or fear, but after what seemed like an eternity, she ran out of the store and took off. All the people in line clapped for me. The clerk was shocked at my outburst as well, but told me, ‘It’s good to know that some people will stand up for strangers in this country.'”
Even His Coworker Recognized That His Behavior Was Absurd
“I used to work at McDonald’s when I was in high school, so I sympathize with other teenage fast-food workers. A while ago I was in the local McDonald’s where I used to work, and it was apparent that it was the cashier’s first day working there, but he seemed to be doing okay. He entered something wrong though and asked his manager how to fix it, and the manager came over and started tearing into him in front of all the customers, calling him a ‘total idiot’ and an ‘inbred monkey’ and so on.
After I received my order at the counter, I asked the manager to come over and told him, ‘Please do not talk to that cashier that way ever again. Just because you are a day shift manager at McDonald’s does not make you a superior human being, and gives you no right to treat others, especially your employees, like dirt.’ After I sat down the other manager came over, brought me some apple pies, and thanked me for standing up to that guy. Apparently, he acted like that towards everyone.”
It Was Clear That The Girl Had Been Spoiled Rotten
“When I was in Waikiki with my family, we went to Denny’s one morning for some breakfast. About halfway through our meal a teenage girl loudly STOMPED in, slammed a chair down, and started yelling at her family for leaving her up in the hotel room. Her father had had some sort of throat surgery so he couldn’t talk to her and was writing her notes to try to calm her down.
She continued talking extremely loudly and was rude to the waitress. She was telling her dad, ‘No, shut up,’ and ‘Eff you.’ All of this was over the fact that she didn’t want to sleep in a pull-out bed because her two (well-behaved) brothers got their own room. After about 10 minutes of fuming, I finally snapped when she told her mom to shut up yet again.
I just yelled out, ‘NO, YOU SHUT UP! You’re in HAWAII and you’re complaining that you have to sleep on a pull-out bed? Quit being so crappy to your parents who more than likely paid the entire cost for you being here you spoiled brat. You’re ruining everyone’s breakfast!’
She tried to talk back to me but my mom kept cutting her off, telling her to just be quiet. She sat there for a little while longer and murmured that she was going to ‘slap that ho in the face.’ After I (6-foot tall female) made it apparent I could still hear her, she shut up and left after 5 minutes.
Her brothers came over and apologized to/thanked us. The waitress, the table behind us, the cashier, and one other table all individually thanked us for shutting her up. It was seriously like one of those set-up TV shows to try and test people, it was that outrageous.”
In Most Places, Her Behavior Would Be Considered Assault
“I was at a Tim Horton’s across from the hospital I work at doing a coffee run for the people on my floor. The woman ahead of me in line started yelling at the cashier because there were no breakfast sandwiches left (it was 11 am and they’d stopped serving them, hence they only make enough to get through until then). She was being such a nightmare that I felt I needed to say something, so I interjected: ‘There is no reason to be so rude to this cashier over a breakfast sandwich.’ The woman looked at me and said ‘MIND YO BUSINESS!’ and I didn’t respond, I just got my 8 coffees for the people I work with and made my way to cross the street back to the hospital.
Then this classless citizen decided to wait outside, follow me, and say, ‘You got something to say now that we’re on the street?’ and I was like, ‘You’re still just as rude.’ She then proceeded to throw her large tea on me, burning my face and covering my lab coat and great outfit under it in her tea. People were around watching this happen as I stood defenseless, holding two trays of drinks. After she threw the drink, she ran off to her car across the street, probably because in most places throwing a scalding drink on someone is considered assault.”
They Openly Mocked The Poor Old Woman
“I was at the grocery store on my lunch break. This older woman, who had some obvious mental/emotional problems, was walking up to a checkout line. She went to take her salad out and it opened up and just went everywhere. She started crying and saying how she couldn’t afford to buy another salad, all while apologizing for the mess. A clerk and I went over and started helping her. The clerk told her that it happens all the time and that they won’t charge her, but the woman was still visibly upset and continued apologizing and crying.
Then I heard middle-aged women (hair all done up, expensive clothes, etc…I’m sure you know what I’m talking about) giggling and having little laughing outbursts every time the old lady said something. I was appalled, but whatever. To my amazement, they then started openly mocking her, loud enough so we all could hear, and flat out laughing at her.
At that point, I stood up, grabbed my basket, walked over near them, and quietly said, ‘Come on, quit it.’ They both stopped laughing and got beat red with anger. One of them then said, ‘Excuse me? Who the heck are you?’ I calmly replied, ‘She’s obviously upset, she can hear you over there, and it’s embarrassing, for you and her.’ That’s when they both lost it, saying, ‘Who the eff are you? Who do you think you are? Don’t ever talk to me like that!’ to which I replied, ‘Listen, I know you’re both really unhappy because you married a man for money and now he’s cheating on you with a much younger woman and your kids probably don’t respect or like you because you’re obviously a terrible person, but you don’t have to be mean to strangers. If you want to laugh, whatever, but don’t start mocking people. Try to contain yourselves, and act like the adults you never had to become.’
They were shocked, and it was really funny. They said, ‘We’re not paying for this,’ and just walked out, leaving their food behind. Then the checkout clerk just started laughing and the guy behind me went, ‘Heck yeah.’ It may have been a bit of overkill, but I was really shocked at how mean they were being.”
She Made One Accusation That Sent Him Over The Edge
“I was paying for groceries with my toddler daughter in tow when I overheard a lady in another lane getting belligerent with a cashier regarding the deposit that she had to put down on a jug of water for a water cooler (as everyone knows, you get your deposit back when you return the jug). After working in retail for a large part of my life, I’ve always wanted to say what was on my mind to customers but couldn’t because of my place of work, so I decided to jump on the chance and walked over. I placed my hand on the ‘lady’s’ arm to get her attention (in hindsight, I probably shouldn’t have) and told her about the deposit and getting it back.
‘Who the heck are you? Mind your own business.’
‘You’re making it mine and everyone else’s business by creating a scene.’
‘Get your hands off me! I want you charged with assault! You probably touch your daughter!’
That last one made me snap. ‘Eff you, lady! How dare you say something like that?!’
By that time EVERYONE in the store was watching/listening. The managers came up to calm us down, but the woman kept telling them, ‘Call the police, I want him charged with assault!’
I’d calmed down by that point and was able to tell the managers exactly how it went down. On my way out, she ‘passively’ said to her friend who was with her, ‘I feel sorry for that little girl.’ I kept myself calm and let it slide. I went home angry and have dwelled on it ever since. When I went back to the grocery store a couple days later, I got the same cashier that I had that day and apologized to her. She let me know that they’ve repeatedly had problems with that lady so I shouldn’t worry about it.”
He Almost Let It Go…Almost
“I was at a café with my wife and her mother some years ago. It was a beautiful summer day, sunny outside, and the café had a nice garden. We were happy, and everyone seemed to be having a nice time. Before us in line were a few members of a larger party who came by bus. When the time came for a woman of about 55 years of age to order, stuff got a little nasty.
The girl who stood behind the counter couldn’t have been much older than 16 years old, and it was very clear she and her sister were working there as a summer gig. They tried their best to take orders and answer questions, but this customer had to start something. She asked about some topping on a pie, and the girl seemed confused and didn’t quite know the answer right away. The lady immediately tore into her, like she smelled fear or something. ‘If you work here, I’d think you’d know what you’re doing! You DO work here, don’t you?!’
This girl had every intent on being polite, and thus answered rather apologetically after some more bitter accusations spewed out of this woman’s mouth. Now, if there is something that truly unites me, my wife, and my mother-in-law, it’s rude people like that. However, we said nothing as it was over rather quickly. My mother-in-law said some encouraging words to the girls after the Wicked Witch had wobbled away with whichever pie she decided to stuff her trout with. She also tipped the girls rather handsomely (not a common custom here in Sweden). We sat down to eat, but could not quite enjoy ourselves. We talked about the incident and began to get more and more agitated. ‘Nevermind,’ we said, ‘Idiots will always be around.’ They will get noted by their peers, and everyone around felt this hag had truly shamed herself.
We walked back to the car after about half an hour, ready to drive back home. There, we spotted the party and the she-troll among them. I felt a sensation like the one I had at age 10 when I punched the class bully in a terrible rage after he pushed me just a millimeter too far. I told my wife and her mother to go stay by the car, I’d be right back. They wondered what I was going to do, but soon realized.
I walked aggressively towards this horrid excuse of a woman, who seemed to be in the company of a few others; it’s possible she was a caretaker of some sort. In any case, I approached her and politely said, ‘Excuse me! I stood right behind you back there when you ordered. What you did to that girl was not right, it was outright rude, and you should absolutely know better. She was just trying to do her job, and you had no right in treating her poorly like that! If you ever come back here, I expect you to have a much better attitude.’
And with that, I turned around and walked away. She didn’t have the presence of mind to give me any reply, she just stood there with a baffled look on her face. Her coworkers/friends stood right beside her and heard every word I said, quite surely knowing what a witch the hag was. It was a small gesture, but nonetheless, an action that had to be taken. You can’t let bitter old harpies go around harassing young girls like that, or the world would fall into anarchy!”
She Was Clearly Not Used To Being Told Off
“This happened when I was in line at a supermarket. It was a Friday at around 6 pm and the lines were longer than normal. This entitled late 40’s soccer mom was in front of me in line and was tapping her foot, getting all sorts of agitated. When we got up to the register this woman started going off about how slow the line was and how ridiculous it was that she has to wait so long.
The girl checking items was young and obviously didn’t want to say anything so I piped up. ‘Lady, you need to CALM DOWN. You aren’t the only one inconvenienced by long lines. You being a witch to this poor girl isn’t going to make your groceries slide through any faster.’ Her jaw dropped as if everyone in her life just sits and takes her verbal garbage everywhere she goes.
She shuts up and continued through the line, glaring at me as she left. I sat back self-satisfied with a smug look as the clerk smiled and said that she couldn’t have ever done that. Fast forward about a week, I saw the same clerk and she told me that the woman came back in, talked to her manager, and got her in trouble for not telling me that I was out of line. What a witch!”
The Boy’s Father Was Setting A Truly Disgusting Example
“I was taking out one of my clients for grocery shopping. My clients usually have a whole array of mental health disorders, and this one had autism, ADHD, and OCD. Overall, you knew just by looking at him there was something wrong with him.
While we were shopping, at one point a kid and his father were walking towards us with their shopping cart. As we got closer, I noticed that he took his son and drew him away from us. I merely shrugged it off, because people not being educated enough does produce some fear of the unknown. However, just before passing, he muttered to his son, ‘Watch out for that slow idiot.’ As I passed him, I said quite loudly, ‘Wow, really?’
The man spun around and confronted me, saying things like, ‘What did you say, boy?’ and ‘Wanna say that again?’ Overall, things started to escalate, but I just stood there keeping an eye out for my client who was happily oblivious as he looked at a variety of pudding.
Now this dad was a big guy, and he looked to be a bit white trash. Myself, not as big, stood eye to eye to him. I know some physical defense techniques via army and mental health training, and I really wanted to show this guy a good lesson.
However, I was on the job and didn’t want to lose it, so I just stood my ground. It was like a Mexican standoff with the two of us glaring daggers into each other. About a minute later, he lost interest and started to walk away. While all that transpired, my client was still looking at the pudding as if nothing was happening. In the end, he picked chocolate.”
After Some Liquid Confidence, He Came To The Girl’s Defense
“I was at the bar and after a night of heavy drinking, I meandered over to a well known ‘indie’ cafe that serves late night food. Mass generalization, but everyone who works there dresses and looks sorta hipsterish. So I was waiting for my food when this guy walked up to the girl at the counter who was dressed alternatively and asked, ‘Where is my food you hippie lesbo?!’
That immediately set me off, so I walked right up to him, one inch from his nose, and asked, ‘What did you just say?’ and he responded, ‘I asked the lesbo for my food.’ I then said, ‘You either apologize right now, or you apologize after I mess you up.’ Me being 6’5″, he quickly apologized. In hindsight, I wasn’t the most tactful in that situation, but I mostly blame that on the Beefeater I drank that night. I always look back and think about how that situation could have gone sour, but being a Canadian in Canada, I felt pretty safe doing it.”
No One At His Table Had The Gall To Say Anything
“I was on vacation a few years ago with my parents. My dad had planned for us to have this amazing dinner at a very fancy, small restaurant. The restaurant was literally the first floor of a medium-sized house. Seeing as the place was so small, all the customers had to keep their voices down so as not to disturb everyone else. We sat down for dinner and were immediately overwhelmed by a man talking loudly at the table next to us.
Not only was he basically yelling, but he was saying very inappropriate and racist comments. He’d obviously had too much to drink, but everyone at his table looked too scared to say anything to him. My family and I tried to have our dinner and ignore the jerk, but it was getting really hard to filter out. My poor dad who had planned this great dinner looked so crestfallen.
Whenever someone upsets a family member of mine, I snap. I turned around and said very clearly and loudly, ‘Could you please keep it down, I can hardly hear anything besides your voice.’ The guy was speechless, probably because I was an 18-year-old girl telling him to shut his mouth in front of an entire restaurant.”
She Was Consumed By The Server’s Soup Error
“One time when I was out to eat this snooty woman and her meek, whipped boyfriend were sitting next to me and a friend, and they were close enough that we could hear everything she was saying. The waiter had brought out the wrong soup by mistake, but fixed it quickly. Even after he apologized, she held it against the guy for the ENTIRE meal, and would not shut up about it.
All she talked about for the entire meal was the soup order mistake, LOUDLY berating the waiter. Finally, I just said, ‘Lady, would you just shut up about the soup?! You’ve been talking about it for the last 20 minutes! The guy made a mistake and he tried to fix it, so just let it go! Is it really worth it to be this upset about soup?’ She was super ticked at me and her boyfriend gave me a glare, but meh, I didn’t care.”
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