Background: I work in fast food where it's what a hamburger's all about! Both these excerpts occur while working at the 1st window in the drive-thru (the window where everyone pays for their order before driving up the 2nd window to receive their order).

1. Girl drives right past my window. Now, this isn't TOO uncommon, but only when whoever is at the window might be away putting clean dishes away and so customers think they need to go straight to the 2nd window because nobody's there the second they drive up to the window. Nevermind the fact that we have a big sign saying "PAY HERE, PLEASE" and we leave the window OPEN. Anyway... I'm standing there after the car before her drives forward, waiting for her to move her car up to my window. Instead of scooting up to my window, she drives right by it and I watch her - it's because she's so focused on her CELL PHONE and not even looking up to where she's driving. I'm surprised she knew when to stop to keep from rearending the person in front of her. I stuck my head out the window and the person behind her left enough space where she could've backed up to my window if she wanted to. She mad NO acknowledgement that she passed my window nor did she attempt to move back to my window. Whatever. Pay attention, cunt. It may be a drive-thru but pay, fucking, attention!



2. I talk in a clear voice, relatively loud so you can hear me (or rather, so I can hear myself - it gets loud from all the noises in the stand). I do not repeat orders back to people because I enjoy hearing myself talk, it's because I need to make sure your order was taken down right and we're cooking the right things for you. So please:
   
   
   
   1. Put your cell phone down for the 5-10 seconds it takes me to make sure you ordered such-and-such burger, fries and such-and-such drink.
   
   
   2. LISTEN to what I'm asking. DO NOT tell me I have your order correct and either proceed to tell the person at the 2nd window that it's wrong or tell me AFTER I TENDER YOUR ORDER that it's all wrong.
   
   
   3. Do not stare at me blankly and say NOTHING with your money in your hand hanging out the window. It's one thing if you don't want to answer my "hi, how are you?" but I'm asking you a question in regards to your order that you MIGHT want to answer to. If you say nothing to me and your order ends up wrong, that's on you buddy. Not to mention I asked you a question and it's just plain rude to ignore it completely.
   
   

I was in the express lane with some last minute stuff for a potluck (the potatoes I made ended up in a disaster, so it was grocery store time). The cashier is ringing me out and there is one woman behind me. Another woman wheels up behind her. The cashier looks at her cart which is pretty full, but not like two weeks of groceries, definitely more than 15 items.

"Ma'am? This is 15 items or less."
"What?"
"You can only have 15 items in this lane."

Now, these words "EXPRESS LANE 15 ITEMS OR LESS" is printed on the light of the register.

"How am I supposed to know how many items I have?"
"I don't know ma'am."
"Well where am I supposed to go now???" she actually whined this like a small child.
"There is a register open right next to me."
then she huffed her way over there like he told her to go walk to the back of the store or something.

I could barely hold in my laughter and neither could the woman behind me. The cashier said, "Did she just ask why I didn't tell her before she got in line that this was the express lane?" like he couldn't believe it or just didn't hear her correctly. I nodded yes and busted out laughing.

The woman behind me started to chuckle, too. We both looked at the cashier and gave him our sympathies because it is just going to get worse.

Hello my dears at C_S, it's been too long. I have been without work for a year, but I've gotten a new job "Under the Hat", so to speak. I haven't been there long, and since they stuck me in the back, I don't have any interesting stories, sucks or WTF's to share from my own job, so here's a witnessed suck/WTF when I was shopping at one of my old jobs at the Big Orange Z. (Canadian Chain of Grocery Stores)

So, I was getting my Christmas Grocery Shopping done, and I saw one of my old co-workers. Her daughter is on night shift at my current job, so we stopped to chat briefly about my job, her job and just how life was in general. She was stocking the Bulk Bins area, where baking supplies, candy, nuts, flours and the like were. While we were catching up, she said to me "Look at this guy, he's having lunch." I was confused and glanced over. Here's this guy opening the bins, sticking his bare hands inside, and sampling, at least, two to three pieces of each item . I boggled a bit.

Quick Script, because I like it.
( Nomnomnom )

Clearly, he didn't get it. We finished up there and as I went off to get the rest of my groceries, he asked her about pine nuts.

teal deer; Man snacks on bulk food bin when clerk attempts to "Help Him" (see: Tell him to stop in a polite manner) more then once.

EDIT: Quickly edited for some clarity and grammar errors.

Today I went to "My" theme park, where I do seasonal haunting, to take in the Christmas shows. It was a lovely, if chilly day. Who knew that the majority of the residents of my city would wait till after Noon to show up like my husband any myself. *scratches head* Ah well, I guess we aren't the only ones who waited for it to warm up. And yes, you can tell the locals (We're the ones wearing the hats, gloves and sweatshirts in the 55* weather) vs the Visitors, who were wearing shorts and riding the log flume and Tangeneka tidal wave.. (boggles) But I digress..

Minor wtf: I was walking -because this is what one does in a theme park- and one of the roller coasters spits water, Well I stepped out of the way, this group of 5 people stepped out of the way, and into me, since they weren't looking where they were going. I said, politely, "Excuse me." The mother, snapped at me. "Well EXCUSE ME!" to which I just lifted a brow. "Pardon me." I said again. "We weren't looking." She snapped. Yeah, I know, Because I'm a 6' tall red head, It's -VERY- hard to miss me... Her snappish attitude was the WTF as I had been nice. Just keep your eyes where you go and mind your passel of kids and someone won't say "Excuse me" to you. *shrug*


The Suck:

At the end of the day, the SO and I decided to ask what kind of passes that they offered to FLA residents. While we waited this EB was ahead of us, I over heard her portion of the conversation it went something like this:

EB: Explanitory
CS: Customer Service Lady in Leopard
CSM: Tried to assist

EB: Hi, I was trying to buy a coat back there." She made a dismissive hand gesture, towards the park. "And while I got my passholder discount on these Tee shirts, they wouldn't give me the discount on the coat. I don't think that's right and it's never happened before.

Cs: Well, there are a couple of vendors who don't honor the Pass holder discount. Were you purchasing it at XXX XXXX?"

EB: Looks to her kid for confirmation, kid nods, "YEs, that's the store, but I don't see why they can't give us the discount there. I mean they're here, in the park and it's never happened BEEFORE."

Cs: Well Xxx XXXX, is a Discount Vendor, they don't honor our passholder discount, and this is explained to you in your Pass holder bill of rights."

EB: "Look, I've had this thing" She brandishes her Pass "for 10 years, and I've never had a problem. I think you need to make people aware of this. It should be widely known which places accept it and which don't"

Cs At this point, her body language changed from helpful to a hand on her hip, her head cocked and just NOT a helpful look, of course I'm rolling my eyes behind her, and sympathising with the the counter girl, because this woman is obviously a very speshul snoflake. "Well ma'am, as I've explained, there are certain vendors that don't honor it, and Xxx XxxX is one of them. I'm sorry, but other than taking your complaint, there's very little I can do.

CSM steps up to the window and offers a smile, trying hard not to laugh. "I understand your position."

EB "I would have saved $4.00" (YEs folks 10% on that jacket, $4.00) "But because this policy isn't clear, I didn't buy it, you really need to make this CLEAR. I mean, I could have saved $4.00."

Csm "Yes Ma'am I understand, but as we've explained, there are a few places that don't accept the discount and unfortunately this vendor is one of them. I'm sorry for any inconvience you've experienced. *sincere smile* At this point she turned to me and assisted me.

I realise that the economy is tough, but the woman had a $400 platinum passport. She was complaining over a $4.00 savings she would have gotten on a jacket that was on clearance. Heck, it's a 1% savings to her. Her attitude towards the CS & CSM was ENTITLED and really unnecessary. The discount wasn't available to her. It is explained, if she took the time to read her membership benefits. And with the changes the park is currently going through, I'm certain there will be more. I don't know how/if the situation was resolved, or if the woman walked away. I do know that I ended up buying 2 annual passes because we had a great time today wandering the park.

But seriously 55* ... CHILLY!

Hello, I thought I would share this awesome forum with you all. (if this is allowed, if not you can disregard or delete)
The site is called Fate Fiction, and it's for any original slash and yaoi works including writing, art, comics, or anything else. Please join us to share your stuff or to just have fun. =)
It's a really great place with a lot to offer and nice people.


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So today I got my first "merry christmas" problem maker.


Script format!


Me: Your friendly pet store cashier that is already in a crappy mood because I had to put my rat down last night.

C: ***hole that got on my very last nerve.

NC: Next customer



*entire transaction is done at this point*

Me: Thank you sir, have a great night.

C: It's Merry Christmas, not *mocking me* "have a great night."

Me: Happy Holidays, sir.

C: No! It's *demon-sounding tone* Mer-Ry-Christ-Mas.!!!

Me: And I say have a good night because there's no chance of offending someone.

C: Well that's bullsh*t!

Me: Have a great night sir!

C: Whatever! *skulks off*

NC: I have a feeling saying Merry Christmas wouldn't have made him happy.

Me: I don't think anything would have made him happy.

Complaint from the clerk in a salon that keeps its trade's secrets.

Now, my salon is right near a very big airport. I get a lot of foreign customers in, which is rarely a problem.

Dear Madame,

I told you my French was poor. I meant my speaking skills. I still know what "Stupid little girls who have no idea what they're doing" sounds like. How you drew that link from "We don't sell Clinique", I'll never know, but now I'm not telling you what place nearby sells it.

-Me

Dear Senora,

I know that word means "slut", and I know you were pointing at me while saying it.

You a very rude little woman and I hope you snap the heel on those Manolo's.

-Me

Dear Mr. Swedish

I just mopped that floor. Why did you spit on it?

-Me


That is all for today. Holidays. They're going to kill me.

Ugh. You are so annoying, I'm sorry.
First, you join that RP. I'm perfectly fine with it; it looks like a really fun game.
Then the problems begin. You can't have your way, so you start drama.
I'm so sorry that your post was your "best post" that you've "ever written," but you didn't provide what the GM asked for. You started a pointless argument. When the GM asked us to edit our posts, yes we were slightly upset. But we went, and guess what? We all finished editing the posts in a very short time. All I did was add italics, and add a few sentences, making it so that my character was having a sort of flash back.
That is what most of us did, which is what was asked for our first post.
The GM stated it in her first OOC post, and it was our own faults for not seeing that in the beginning.
So, you go on and on with this pointless argument.
Then you have the nerve to Copy+Paste a few conversations you've had with fellow site-members, in which you were clearly pushing them to make you feel better.
Then you basically say "no, I'm not doing what you want, screw you, I'm gone." Those were your words. "I'm gone."
So, I invited a friend to fill up the empty space you created. And then you come back and say "oh pity me, I'm crying, please change it so that I can have my way." Absolutely not.
And then the last thing, that really made my blood boil...You went to a different game that we are both in, and said "Sorry guys, I'm just really depressed because of a different RP."
I then commented with a sigh, & you start up again, saying that you're feeling ganged up upon, wah wah wah. No. You don't do that. I have no problem with RPing with you.
But when you bring needless drama to every game you're in...Ugh. Just no.

tl;dr...Girl whines and creates needless drama because she didn't get her way. Said drama is created in more than one thread, including a RP that has nothing to do with the original problem.

Sir? Just because I ask you what you would like to order does not mean you need to answer right away. Feel free to finish chewing your food and swallow it before attempting to order your skim latte. While I'm sure the doughnut was delicious, I do not need to see half-chewed bits of it covering the inside of your mouth while you tell me what you would like to drink.

Thanks!
-Your friendly neighborhood barista

I need a Blackberry for work, so I scampered through the door at the Verizon store about 20 minutes prior to closing.  The only rep there was helping a couple with a complicated purchase, so I figured I'd have to wait, and asked if it would be a problem.  She said no, but locked the door at 5, the official closing time.

Around 5:20,  I'm thumbing through one of their catalogues as the rep and the previous customers finish their transaction when a woman shows up at the door. From her appearance and behavior, I'd guestimate her age at 45...going on 12.
 
( PLEASE let me in, I know it's past closing, oh my GAWD, I can't believe you're making me wait my turn! )tl;dr...Woman shows up outside Verizon store 20 minutes past closing, begs and pleads until salesgirl lets her in, then bitches about having to wait until us customers who were there BEFORE closing are finished buying our phones.

ETA - Sorry about the paragraphs, I think I've fixed them.

Hi, I'm a gift wrapping customer service girl. Christmas is my least favourite time of year at work, I love it outside of work, but gift wrapping turns people into monsters.

Today at work, it was free wear day! Yay! Usually we wear a uniform, but today we got to wear whatever we wanted, which is always fun.

For my morning shift, I wore jeans and a WWE wrestling t-shirt. I'm a huge WWE fan, and I have lots of t-shirts that say so. This is VERY important.

Well this morning around 10am, I was on the gift wrapping station. This guy came up with stuff to get wrapped, and I notice he was eyeing me rather weirdly. I figured he was looking at my hair, cos I have waist length straight black hair and when I wear it out, people ALWAYS stare and comment.

While I'm wrapping his gifts, this happens (yay script format!)

( Seriously people be nice to gift wrappers! )

Short version: Guy continually questions me about being a female wrestling fan, says 'girls shouldn't watch it cos it's weird' and finally gets my boss involved.

*uses appropriate wrestling icon for post*

Dear Madam,

I understand that it is very exciting that your baby is having a baby. However, some terms have apparently changed since you were buying baby clothes. Body suits are now called Onesies and body suit is a completely different thing. I'm sorry your read the sign that said 'Body suits $4' and thought they were the onesies. However, they weren't. They weren't even the same price to begin with so I couldn't override it. Yes, I know our signs are misleading. No, the fact that terminology has changed over the past few decades does not mean I can override the price.

Okay. I'll relay that our signs are misleading because we don't use terminology from 1973 on our signage to our CEOs.

Merry Christmas to you too....



More of a WTF because she was very pleasant just couldn't get over the fact that terminology has changed since 1973.

Yes, I am annoyed. Why do you ask?

Every time I want to RP, and you agree, you somehow manage to find a way to get busy. Even when we both say we are bored and have nothing to do. I make a post for us and you post a few times, then go off and RP elsewhere. I don't care about your other RPs, but why would you ask me to RP with you and then go off and ignore me? Taking an hour to tag me back, yet holding a running conversation with someone else kinda hurts.

And then you have the balls to ask what's wrong when I get upset? Dude, it's not like it's rocket science. Why ask me to RP in the first place? Do you feel bad for me?

And sometimes, when I post to your new topics, you still take forever to tag me back. It's never to the extend you post with everyone else. Yet, you always say I'm your favorite RPer. You love to RP with me. Blah, blah, blah. You never show it, anymore. What happened? I've bent over backwards to do stuff for you, and you just brush my things over like it's second rate. If you don't want to RP, then say so.

I used to work in the tea room of a supermarket located in a very popular tourist town in the Lake District national park, in northern England. Recently, the town was affected by the very bad flooding across the England-Scotland border region. This is relevant because when I popped in there yesterday, they'd not been re-open long. One of my friends who still works there told me the following...

...the entire store, including the café, had been under approximately five feet of water when the river overflowed. It took about two days for the rain to stop and for the shop to be drained of water, and then of course there had to be a pretty extensive cleanup. Discounting the supermarket area itself there was several thousand pounds worth of damage - the furniture was all wooden and so had to be replaced (about 10,000 pounds), the dishwasher in the kitchen had to be recalled (another 20,000), not to mention all the other electrics, counters, and stock that had to be cleaned, repaired or thrown out. I'm sure you can imagine...

Anyway, day 2 of the cleanup and things are still being thrown out and counted for the inventory so the company could re-order, and of course the place is still one hell of a mess. Dirt everywhere, electricians and carpenters are in with their equipment everywhere, and my friend, as she was washing down a wall not far from where a carpenter was, had on a little white mask thing.

A customer then shows up, knocking on the door next to where my friend was, which was of course locked. She went on to yell at the staff that they shouldn't have the doors locked when it was opening hours...despite the fact she'd passed 'closed for refurbishment' signs on the way in. (Edited for clarity: on the way into the complex where the supermarket is located, not into the building itself :)) When she was informed that the store was closed for cleaning and repairs - these being repairs she could see, given that the walls are made of GLASS - she said "but the flood was four days ago!" and then threw a hissy fit when told that due to health and safety reasons (and y'know, not actually having any food items in the building - they were the first things to go!) she couldn't come in anyway.

Despite whining about how slow the company was to get back on its feet, she was still back after the re-opening anyway. People, eh?

Ugh. There's nothing wrong with being a cheapskate, everyone is now and then. But being a rude, condescending cheapskate? gtfo.

( My Story )

eta: ...wtf has happened to this post.

You the First:
I'm not sure why you insist on linking to TV Tropes in both your IC and OOC posts. OOC, I can understand, but I feel almost like you're trying to show off. While talking about your character, you link her name to the Meaningful Name trope. You mention having to "break" her (in order to make her a 3D character - leaving me wondering how I can possibly be a deep person since I have, thankfully, never had a terrible experience like the many you want to heap on this character) and link to Break the Cutie. When you discuss her powers, you link "magic" to Applied Phlebotinum. The first few times you did this, I chuckled and figured you were just a kid with a new toy. Now I wonder. Especially because it's showing up in IC posts. Um. Why? This world doesn't even their very own version of the internets. Please stop. I thought it was funny the first few times; now it seems almost pretentious.

You the Second: Please stop playing My Dick is Bigger than Your Dick with our characters. No, really. I don't know about you, but I'm not a prepubescent boy in a locker room, and if I was I don't think I'd whip my schlong out, wag it around, and tell everyone how awesome it is. Hell, do boys even do that? I have no idea, but you do, and you do it with roleplay characters. I don't mind when there's a character that's pretty pimped out, especially when he's the villain. I'm playing a character like that right now, and I'm doing it because the leader trusts me not to muck it up terribly, and I know that if I start to, she'll smack me upside the head. He is ridiculously powerful. He has no moral compunctions. But, clearly, your girl is oh so much more powerful even though she's sixteen and mine, who is somewhere around five hundred, has a lot more experience.

Erm.

And then, when I mention he's not interested at all in sex of any kind (someone made a joke about him being secretly gay because he's not banging any of his hot underlings; it started going too far, so I lol'd and said he's just not interested), you have to point out that there's no way he wouldn't be interested in your girl. And, if he wasn't, she could so totally seduce him. Um. Are we talking about the same character? Mine is a megalomaniacal elitist who thinks the best way to fix the world's problems is mass genocide. He's far too involved with his "master plan" to take time out to bang your chick. Who is on the other side. Who is also a member of one of the (many) races he has decided to destroy. Please start using Earth-logic again.


ETA: Sorry about the wall of text, guys. My browser has decided to default to HTML instead of text rich for some reason, and I keep failing to catch it.

Drinking and roleplaying
Not a good idea, especially if you're the type who starts drinking and doesn't stop until you pass out.

Sparklytwitpoos
Please leave your Edward wannabe out of our world of darkness

Sex and the vampire
No thanks

Out of character vs In character
Please note what name the post is made under. If its the ooc name, its not roleplay.

Newbies
We love it when you show up, excited about our little world. Please, read the rules and don't piss off the admin. We love our admin and will not listen to you when you start accusing said admin of evilness.

Thank you, and enjoy your stay.

I work in a pharmacy.

A man comes in with a doctors note (not a script- a handwritten note), and gives it to me. I look at it, and written on it is Claratyne and Zyrtec. Right-o, no problem. He tells me the doctor told him to get them.

Me: Okay, is it for yourself?
Man: No.
Me: Okay, who is it for?
Man: The doctor told me to get them both.
Me: [Okay, not what I asked...] Is it for an adult or child?
Man: The doctor told me to get them.
Me: [...] Adult or child?
Man: It doesn't make a difference.
Me: Actually, it does.

It does- children under twelve can't take the tablets, so a liquid is offered, which is much safer. I don't want to give a four-year-old an adult-strength medication and then have the parent calling up and asking for my neck if their kid gets sick.

Man: Child.
Me: Okay!

I grab the liquid Claratyne and Zyrtec, and return to the man.

Me: How old's the child?
Man: Child?
Me: Yes, how old's the child?
Man: How old?
Me: Yes.
Man: Me?
Me: ... no, the child.
Man: It's not for a child.
Me: ??? Okay, who is it for?
Man: My mother.
Me: Oh... 'kay.


I put the liquid medication on the till and instead get the tablet forms. By now a line is beginning to form. The pharmacist is one her dinner break, and the other PA is serving another customer.

Me: So this is-
Man: How old is she?
Me: ??? She can take-
Man: Six- [garble. I'm guessing he said sixty, but it came out sounding a lot more like sixteen.]
Me: Sixty?
Man: [nods]
Me: So, uh, this is-
Man: I only want one.
Me: Pardon?
Man: I only want one. How much are they together?
Me: [scans] They're both thirteen dollars. Twenty-six together.
Man: I only want one.
Me: Okay. Claratyne is non-drowsy, Zyrtec can cause drowsiness.
Man: I want this one. [picks up the Zyrtec]
Me: That can cause drowsiness.
Man: Drowsiness? What is drowsiness?
Me: Drowsiness. It can cause sleepiness.
Man: Sleepiness?
Me: Your mother could go to sleep.
Man: [stares at me in confusion]
Me: Do you want your mother to go to sleep?
Man: I'll take it.

So I scan the Zyrtec, and ring him up. I bagged it, told him only one tablet a day to which he gave another confused look and thanked him for his purchase.

Please, people, just answer my questions correctly and it'll be much easier to give you the appropriate medication.

You.

No means no.

No does not mean, "Here's another scenario." No does not mean, "Here! Here's a different character!"

No ESPECIALLY does not mean, "I'm going to keep throwing ideas and characters at you regardless of how many times you politely decline an RP."

And no EXTRA SUPER does not mean, "Let me spam you with dozens of pics taken from random tabletop RPGs to give you a better idea of my poorly written and poorly developed characters who are pretty much ALL THE SAME GUY, just with a different hair style. Oh, and scales. Don't forget scales."

Also, here's a tip. Internet RP is not tabletop RPG. Please learn the difference. Thanks.