The 1950s Are Calling, They Want Their Bigotry Back
I am a woman working in an electronics store. I take a call from an older lady who is trying to connect some audio components to record something.
Caller: “Can I speak to a man, please?”
Me: “I can help you, ma’am. I can run you through what you need to do.”
Caller: “No, this is something a man should be fixing. Put one on, please.”
Me: “Ma’am, currently the only male on staff is currently taking out the trash because he’s new and I have a great deal more experience then him. Also, this is a speciality I deal in often so I am more than happy to place you on hold to wait for him to come back and have you wait while he asks me the questions you will ask him it’s your choice.”
Pause.
Caller: “Fine, I’ll talk to you instead, but you shouldn’t be there! You should be out finding a husband and making some babies!”
Needs To Cut Both His Hair And His Caffeine Dependence
I’m a hairstylist. I keep small bottles of water, a small pod coffee maker, and hot cocoa in winter, as a courtesy. I have an older man who insists on coffee every time he comes in. One day I was out and hadn’t even thought to buy more.
Customer: Suddenly throwing a fit. “What! That’s so incompetent! What do I pay you for!”
Me: “You pay me to do your hair, not serve you coffee.”
Customer: “I expect a discount for not getting the full service!”
Me: “The sign out front says ‘hair salon’ not ‘coffee shop’.”
Customer: “I’m going to go someplace else! Where they respect their customers!”
Me: “Good luck!”
He was back the next day. Apparently, the other salon didn’t serve coffee at all…
I have a customer who usually comes in and shops before every busy holiday. According to them, they are made to stand in line for an extremely long time (two to three minutes – the agony!), after which they always get out of line, march over to me to complain and order me to call for more checkouts to be open. She also marches off before I can explain the situation.
This time I see her coming and I am ready to interrupt:
Customer: “It’s taking too long to get to the end of the line and—”
Me: “—Well you see, we are always short-staffed because too many customers are abusive to our staff and they leave. Here can you jump on checkout nine; help us with these lines. You can use my number to log in to the system. All we need is a manager to override the double login.”
I write down a random number on a piece of paper and hand it to her.
Me: “Thanks.”
She looks at me, looks at the checkout lane I am directing her to, looks down at the piece of paper, sets it on the floor, and then quietly goes back to stand in line.
At our restaurant, we have windows on top of the half walls between sections so you can see through. I am bussing the table directly on the other side when I watch a lady pull out a long hair from her head and hover it above her food, clearly intending to drop it.
Her date is laughing but I’m seeing red as my husband is working in the kitchen and I for d*** sure won’t let anyone make him look bad.
I tap twice on the glass, shake my head no with my best mom face. She immediately looks horrified, drops it on the floor, and they both avoid eye contact with me.
They looked very subdued afterward. They ate quickly, paid, tipped like s***, and left. I call that a win.
Yakety Sax about 5 hours ago
The 1950s Are Calling, They Want Their Bigotry Back
I am a woman working in an electronics store. I take a call from an older lady who is trying to connect some audio components to record something.
Caller: “Can I speak to a man, please?”
Me: “I can help you, ma’am. I can run you through what you need to do.”
Caller: “No, this is something a man should be fixing. Put one on, please.”
Me: “Ma’am, currently the only male on staff is currently taking out the trash because he’s new and I have a great deal more experience then him. Also, this is a speciality I deal in often so I am more than happy to place you on hold to wait for him to come back and have you wait while he asks me the questions you will ask him it’s your choice.”
Pause.
Caller: “Fine, I’ll talk to you instead, but you shouldn’t be there! You should be out finding a husband and making some babies!”
Yakety Sax about 5 hours ago
Needs To Cut Both His Hair And His Caffeine Dependence
I’m a hairstylist. I keep small bottles of water, a small pod coffee maker, and hot cocoa in winter, as a courtesy. I have an older man who insists on coffee every time he comes in. One day I was out and hadn’t even thought to buy more.
Customer: Suddenly throwing a fit. “What! That’s so incompetent! What do I pay you for!”
Me: “You pay me to do your hair, not serve you coffee.”
Customer: “I expect a discount for not getting the full service!”
Me: “The sign out front says ‘hair salon’ not ‘coffee shop’.”
Customer: “I’m going to go someplace else! Where they respect their customers!”
Me: “Good luck!”
He was back the next day. Apparently, the other salon didn’t serve coffee at all…
Yakety Sax about 5 hours ago
In Line, Out Of Line, Back In Line Again
I have a customer who usually comes in and shops before every busy holiday. According to them, they are made to stand in line for an extremely long time (two to three minutes – the agony!), after which they always get out of line, march over to me to complain and order me to call for more checkouts to be open. She also marches off before I can explain the situation.
This time I see her coming and I am ready to interrupt:
Customer: “It’s taking too long to get to the end of the line and—”
Me: “—Well you see, we are always short-staffed because too many customers are abusive to our staff and they leave. Here can you jump on checkout nine; help us with these lines. You can use my number to log in to the system. All we need is a manager to override the double login.”
I write down a random number on a piece of paper and hand it to her.
Me: “Thanks.”
She looks at me, looks at the checkout lane I am directing her to, looks down at the piece of paper, sets it on the floor, and then quietly goes back to stand in line.
She never complained again after that.
Yakety Sax about 5 hours ago
Better Drop It
At our restaurant, we have windows on top of the half walls between sections so you can see through. I am bussing the table directly on the other side when I watch a lady pull out a long hair from her head and hover it above her food, clearly intending to drop it.
Her date is laughing but I’m seeing red as my husband is working in the kitchen and I for d*** sure won’t let anyone make him look bad.
I tap twice on the glass, shake my head no with my best mom face. She immediately looks horrified, drops it on the floor, and they both avoid eye contact with me.
They looked very subdued afterward. They ate quickly, paid, tipped like s***, and left. I call that a win.
CorkLock about 4 hours ago
Trashy lady.
FreyjaRN Premium Member about 4 hours ago
That’s common.
Louie Law Premium Member 43 minutes ago
Going to get worse before it gets better, i fear!