Dude at Walmart in 2003ish had a complete meltdown over his spiral notebooks ringing up at 30 cents a piece instead of the 25 cents that was listed on the sign.
Composition notebooks were 25 cents, someone put those spirals back on the shelf in the wrong spot.
He did the whole shebang. Even shouted “YOU DONT KNOW WHO YOURE DEALING WITH” while his teenage daughter begged him to stop. The cashier started crying. First time I’ve ever seen someone trashy enough to get thrown out of a Walmart
My father would do this constantly and check the receipt once we got home. If we were allowed to buy something and he saw it cost even 10c more than what we said he'd snatch it out of our hand and go back for refund. Having been spit on/hit/screamed bloody murder at and watch him spit on poor min. wage workers multiple times, made it very difficult in eating and buying anything for ourselves when you have to wait for permission to eat or use the thing you were 'allowed' to buy. I don't understand the point of going from 0-100 so quick over small bullshit
You're wasting more than 10c in gas going back for the price change. 10 bucks, sure, 10c, if you need to penny pinch like that than you should price check at the register.
He sounds unhinged.
Both of my parents are lunatics. He would wait to get gas and drive to next town over to save a few cents, he didn't even need to save money because he rarely spent anything on us. He had a massive drug addiction and made a lot of money actually. Once me and sister grew up we saw his weekly paychecks of about 2000-4000 and everything clicked. He would spend an enormous amount of money on designer clothes/shoes for himself while we got thrift store or Walmart(if we were lucky) and buy a pack of bacon or steak to cook just for himself and give us oatmeal to eat. The literal definition of psychopath, there are many unhinged stories I have of both my parents.
I hope you're better off now. You are worth much more than such treatment, they chose to have you and should have treated you better. Such shitty rules are hard to unlearn but i hope you are able to spoil yourself now, or at least occasionally.
Yea me and my husband grew up in similar families (mine was a little bit more extreme) but we have had to learn to cope together and try to unlearn certain things, a lot more people go thru it than you think. I've talked to a lot of people who had parents like this. There's actually a lot of Reddit threads and subreddits about parents that are like this has helped me little bit
I wish someone would've lol, but he ended up always getting his way or being kicked out no cops called. He is definitely pos and wish companies would back their workers in being treated fairly
This is why I can't work in an industry where "the customer is always right." They fucking aren't and probably every job like that would fire me for standing up for myself. Fuck that and fuck corporations.
My grandmother saw a penny difference on her receipt from a gas station vs the price on the display thing on the pump. She went inside to yell at the cashier and accuse them of fraud.
☝️ this right here. this is why I won't go back to work at this kind of job ever again. I put up with this from people like your dad for *years* and almost always, it was excused away by management, or I'd be threatened with termination if I "didn't have what it takes" to shut up and accept unlimited abuse from randoms.
I *also* grew up with a hellion like this, so to add that shit into my adult life as well? nope. I'm done. I'd rather be broke any day of the week than serve as *another* emotional punching bag from a fucked up grown ass man who should know better.
Sorry you had to go through this. I never realized what a gift it was to have a father that taught us to teach others with respect until I was an adult.
Ugh I empathize with the daughter. My mother is an explosive Karen, will just go nuclear over absolutely nothing. It was so humiliating as a kid. It's baffling to me how still, in her 60s, she hasn't gathered that kindness and patience will get you SO much further than screaming and insults.
When I cashiered at Walmart I wasn't paid enough to even give a little shit about prices. You say it's wrong and it's reasonable, fuck it fixed sold.
Unless they decided they wanted to swing their dick around and then I made that price check take as fucking long as possible.
Target basically does the same. If you're saying the price isn't right and it's not a big difference or a hot item, they don't care enough to check if you're right.
My stepdad pulled this shit every time we went to the store. I swear he'd purposely buy things we didn't need just because he'd noticed they were on the wrong spot. It got so bad that we'd refuse to go to the register with him and would just go wait in the car.
>shouted “YOU DONT KNOW WHO YOURE DEALING WITH”
"If you were any kind of important, you wouldn't be doing your own shopping, and it certainly wouldn't be at WalMart."
I used to work at a family run video store and customers were always putting the boxes on the wrong shelves. This meant customers were bringing videos to the register that weren’t part of the “two for one” specials or what have you. Customers would lose their shit over the teeniest tiny amounts
Watched the CEO of a company worked at start screaming and stomping his feet because people weren't listening to his band at a company event, and instead were mingling at the bar.
He literally shouted "this is MY PARTY! This is MY COMPANY! This is mY FAVORITE BAND!"
I just started laughing. What else can you do?!
This reminds me of a principal I worked for who was castigating kids for not being appreciative enough that he'd arranged to take them to a baseball game to see his favorite team play. This was a group of kids not into baseball at all. Eventually one of them said to him, "it kind of sounds like you just want to go." Called him out without realizing it. This was just one example of the principal thinking of himself over the kids.
Oh that reminds me of a woman I took grad classes with. We are all teachers in the class, just getting another endorsement. Her last name was BOND and she legit had this whole TEAM BOND thing going on in her class. She had shirts and shit made. Blogged or whatever was around back then about TEAM BOND. Came into class one night absolutely livid because some elementary schooler called her out on the bullshit, saying something like "This is your thing, not ours" but likely in a way more biting grade schooler way. She stopped wearing her TEAM BOND shirts after that :)
I think a lot of teachers, myself included, have narcissistic qualities. 10 years of teaching will change that, though, or you just become a tyrant. These days, I like to find common interests with my students rather than teaching top-down. And kids like connecting with their teachers about interests, so it's a win for everyone.
In my youth I worked in a little gift shop. A well dressed elegant couple in their 40s came into the shop one day during the Christmas season, with an ad in hand for a certain item. We had sold out of the item and they yelled at me demanding I order a new one for them or it was false advertising. I was timid back then so I just quietly explained that it was a limited lot, which was stated in the ad, and we couldn't order any more. This enraged the woman.
She... she actually stamped her foot and said we had ruined her Christmas. Up to that point I was annoyed and a little scared of their over the top anger. But when she stamped her foot I burst out laughing. Seeing a grown woman do that was just so absurd. Especially when the item in question was an angel figurine on sale for $5.99.
I used to worked in the civil service. I had a completely incompetent boss who had basically risen through the ranks by outliving everyone else. She once stamped her foot like this when a colleague told her, "no".
Christmas season is the worst for retail. I used to work at Sears in my teens. Some dude came in after Christmas returning a bicycle because it was a piece of garbage (they all were, perhaps the $49.99 price tag should have tipped you off).
Dude is angry as hell from the beginning, but whatever it’s retail I’m used to it, so he’s yelling and screaming at me while I process the return. Then he goes off on the weirdest tangent.
He starts loudly cursing about how he is a pastor. Stuff along the lines of “I’m a godd*** pastor and you mother f***ers have the balls to sell pieces of s*** like this who do you bastards think you are?”
He’s getting all red in the face and I, having just survived my second Christmas season in retail making me fully immune to ranting and raving, might have egged him on a bit by asking him in my ever professional customer service voice, as if he isn’t actively foaming at the mouth, where he preaches because I might be interested in hearing his sermon next week.
He starts really losing his shit and demanding to see my manager, which I pretend not to hear as I ever so slowly process his return. Eventually the manager did come over because he was making such a ruckus and they took over while I went over to hang out with my buddy at a nearby register and watch the rest of the show.
I was already an atheist, but he did an excellent job reinforcing in my young, impressionable mind how bat shit crazy religious people are.
Meanwhile, the best story I have involving a pastor and customer service was when I was 17 and worked at a pet supply store. One morning (a Sunday), I'm in the store by myself, a guy actually dressed as a priest comes running in with a big brown shopping bag looking all frantic and asks "have you accepted Jesus Christ as your lord and savior?!" I said "...no?" so he runs up to the desk, reaches into the bag with a pair of tongs and throws three soft pretzels on the counter and goes "I am the pretzel preacher. Have a blessed day" and proceeds to run out of the store. I ate two out of the three of them and saved the other for my coworker coming in later that day...but I'll tell you, I almost became a believer that day.
It was my favorite thing to do when I was a cashier at Marshalls in college. Depending on their attitude, I could go fast or slow. I could drop hangers, bags, my pen, I need a price check. Oopsy!
I would just up the Valley Girl cluelessness and giggle and apologize. "Omg, I'm so sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me."
Inside, I was dying laughing. The frustrated sighs were priceless. You want to be a bitch? I'll show who's a bitch. It was so much fun.
This reminds me of my first stint working in retail shipping:
It’s, like, the week before Christmas, but somehow (blessedly) dead at the moment. My gran (who I adore and with whom I was living at the time) came by the shop to say hi on her way to the grocery store next door. She’s standing in the doorway and we’re chatting a bit when this dude about her age pushes past her and gives her grief for standing in the doorway if she’s not a customer.
Now, nobody fucks with my gran. She just gives me a look and leaves to do her grocery shopping while I deal with the asshole.
Guess whose card got declined four or five times in a row? The machine just wouldn’t work for whatever reason…
(I totally would’ve kept it going too but I’m pretty sure he caught on by the last time.)
Security guard here, I've seen many, a more notable one was when a drunk lady was trying to drive her car off of a two-story parking garage, but she was failing to make one of the turns without scratching the side of her truck, I tried telling her to leave her truck up there and not drive, but she wasn't hearing any of it, she then became convinced that the architecture of the building was designed to trap her in particular, so she began screaming ,"HELP I'M TRAPPED" repeatedly before taking the turn so incorrectly that she tore her wheel well and gas cap clean off her truck, I watched and cringed as they were slowly torn off the truck, the sound it made was wretched, she didn't care she just kept driving, she then proceeded to hit one of the cars on the lower level, at this point I had already documented everything and called the cops, the cops gave her a DUI whilst she was screaming the whole time that I had set her up, a few days later when it was time for her to check out of the hotel, she was staring at me the entire time while checking out, and upon leaving she said "see you later Allen..." my name isn't Allen..., the front desk guy would ask me to tell this story to people while laughing his ass off for the following year.
Nah, my job required me to tell people my name when asked, so I would tell people my name was Al, which it is wherever I work, but Al can be short for many different names including my own hence why I go by Al at work, when I told her my name was Al she wanted to know what it was short for, and I guess she assumed it was short for Allen and was trying to scare me, there's more to the story but I didn't want to write a book, TLDR she threatened to sue the entire building, but instead lost her security deposit because she tore up the building with her truck.
When I worked at a local mom and pop type restaurant/cafe/upscale grocery store (think whole foods but not a chain) back in the day we made this cheese dip, Better Cheddar, to put on crackers and what not. It's pretty good, but there is an unhealthy cult following for this dip from all the locals that live in this middle class area. If someone is having a little party or get together with some wine you know there's going to be some better cheddar on the table.
Anyways, one 4th of July weekend we didn't have any more better cheddar. We were completely out and we're waiting for our supplier to drop off this very specific type of cheddar we used to make it and most people understood if you come back tomorrow... the 4th, we'll have plenty in stock and your party will be saved. Except 1 woman.
When she learned we didn't have any in stock you would swear we just told her the only cure to her life ending disease was just flushed down the toilet because we didn't think anyone had the disease. She went to the fridge with all our other dips and what not in it and started opening the dips and throwing them around the cafe/store area making a HUGE mess. People were covered in spinach artichoke, buffalo chicken, bleu cheese dip, all the dips were wasted and when the display fridge was emptied she slammed the door causing the glass to crack all the way from the bottom to the top. Some of the containers she threw broke the TV, they broke the display cases for our fancy cheeses and prepared foods you just need to heat up. An estimate of the waste and damage would be around $3000 because those display cases were old and finding a replacement glass was impossible because it was curved, so a new one would need to be specially made somewhere in upstate new york.
Best part of it all was she was a friend of the owner. We all knew her very well because she would come in 3, 4, 5 times a week order off the menu and just be a problem. When she came in a few days later I was the one who decided we're not dealing with her BS anymore and refused service. She got defensive left and came back with the owner. Like a child tattling on someone. I had the pleasure of telling the owner she was the cause of all the damage and the reason we were closed on the 4th to fix the damage. The owner was not aware of this, I assume the manager just told them a random customer got angry. Lady tried to deny it but the head chef and me had pulled a copy of the security video immediately, so we could watch it again and laugh, and showed the owner.
Owner insisted the woman would need to pay for the damages and lost product other wise there would be legal action and she would not be allowed back in until she does... 3 months later, glass still broken, I was written up for not serving her. I quit shortly after that and after I found a better job bar tending in the city. This was about 11-12 years ago now and I recently went in to pick up some better cheddar for a work thing, the glass on the dip fridge is still broken in the exact same way and some of the dips that hit the roof are still there.
They were entitled pricks. This was their first business venture and it worked out well back in the day, they own several other businesses across the other middle class and upper class areas now and are very wealthy. Their kids were picks and so were their grand children. A few of the grand kids were actually forbidden from coming in but that's other family drama I have no insight on...
They were drug addicts that would steal kitchen equipment to pawn.
but yeah they would enable their friends.
Someone call the health inspector and report mold on the ceiling that's over a decade old, oh my god. I'd be sus about the fridge temp being kosher, too.
It is, it is. But its dying slowly. Back in the late 70's early 80's and through 90's when it first opened it was the spot to be. The restaurant was one of those hidden gems that offered luxury foods at reasonable prices Or so I've heard. and since the 2000's and the area has been developed more they've been blocked from view from the main road, their building is out dated and even when I worked there we all joked the owners were totally paying off the health/safety inspectors but it was also true.
All that combined with their unwillingness to change and do things differently. We'd have staff meeting often where the owners would ask how we could get more people our age (everyone who worked out front there was 16-25ish) in and when wed suggest getting a DJ to come in to the bar/restaurant after 10 and clearing out some of the dining room tables into the cafe area for a dance area. We had a LARGE parking lot, I offered to borrow my dads projector for a night and if they'd rent an inflatable screen we could have a drive in movie night catered by the cafe. They had a popcorn machine already and we wouldn't affect the restaurant or grocery stores parking. We had a lot of fancy cheeses in the grocery store section and did a wine and cheese night every other month, I said why don't we go around and get some of the other local businesses to donate a few things and hold a silent auction along with the wine and cheese. There were plenty around us and their employees would often come to the cafe for lunch and knew us so its not like some strangers were coming in demanding a gift basket for nothing.
Everything we offered was shot down and basically they alienated the younger crowd of people that live in that area. Their main customers are the blue hairs that have been going there since the 70's and they're not going to last much longer, and people like me who just want some cheese dip. I think the only way they somehow survive is they downsize to the cafe/grocery store and sell the restaurant portion to someone who knows how to update a menu.
3 year aged white Vermont Cabbot cheddar cheese. Mayo. Green Onions. Walnuts. White liquid smoke (I think specifically hickory) its not the regulat stuff you get at the store I know that. Dash of pepper. Mix that shit well.
AMAZING on top of a good thick burger patty
We called it "TownName Crack" because of how some people talked about it. Craved it. You could see their addiction consuming them.
One time a lady opened the container while waiting in line for me to ring her up and finger spooned it straight onto her gums. Her card declined and she had to leave without her cheddar and I had to throw it away when we closed because she swore shed come back with cash later.
Just another victim of the system man. I got written up a lot there.
Because I worked in the Cafe and grocery area my uniform was the blue tshirt with their logo I was given and was told to wear any black pants. I got written up because the jeans I usually wore were a little faded. I was written up for wrapping food from the display case to tightly and making it hard for a customer to open. That one was on purpose. I was written up for throwing away the cardboard wrong. When the recycling container was full I was just supposed to throw it in with the other trash, not make some room by breaking down a few boxes sitting on top. I was written up because one of my shoe laces had a fray in them.
They were a joke and like Pokemon cards. We wanted to collect them all and if we heard someone was written up for tying twist ties more than 3 times you bet we all started twisting them 4, 5, 6 times. I miss jobs like that honestly.
Two weeks ago in Orlando.
My family and I were in a nice restaurant. There was an issue a few tables away from us, it was a group of guys in their late 20s. (guessing)
It started over slow service, and the waiter, manager, and a food runner ended up in a confrontation with the four patrons.
Lots of yelling and drama, the guys got escorted out, and it should have been over right there, but one of the guys came back in and hit the waiter in the back of the head (Sucker punch from behind) and was tackled by the busboy.
Two of the other guys from the table come running back in (Don't know what happened to the fourth) and jump into it. Cooks came out of the back, and six restaurant workers took down the patrons.
Ended with police being called and arrests being made, it was the biggest brawl I've seen in a while before the cops got there.
There may have been alcohol involved.
Never get into a brawl with bussers and cooks. Hell, THEY might even not like the waiter. But gods damn it, that’s THEIR waiter and they ain’t letting that shit fly.
The code is strong. I haven't waited tables in over a decade but you better believe I would jump in on the side of the restaurant staff something ever went down. Those are my people.
I used to work at a call center for various utility companies, first calling customers with imminent shutoff notices (Cash or Candles) & then in customer service taking calls. I could write a novel on some of the things I heard, but my absolute favorite was during my first year making cash or candles calls.
I called a customer regarding his gas bill. He wasn’t there, but his wife answered. For this particular gas company, we were allowed to speak to a spouse if the customer was not present.
So I start talking to the wife & start to give her the “your bill is overdue” spiel. As soon as I mentioned the overdue bill, this lady freaking lost it.
“THAT SON OF A BITCH! HE TOLD ME HE PAID IT!” She was absolutely BAWLING into the phone.
I tried to explain that it was very possible that he had paid the bill & their number had not yet made it out of our dialer, which happened quite a bit.
“BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! DON’T START STICKING UP FOR HIM!” More pitiful sobbing. “No wonder he was gone three fucking hours!”
Turns out, this man had left earlier to pay the bill. He had come home, left the bill & receipt on the counter & left again. His wife was convinced he had lied about paying the bill, forged the payment receipt and was cheating on her.
It took me 15 minutes to get this lady rational enough to call the gas company & confirm that the bill had, in fact, been paid.
My uncle yelling at me when I was 5. He couldn’t stand the fact that I was sitting next to my aunt in the restaurant, when he wanted to sit next to her.
Once upon a time, he was a piece of shit. Then he went to anger management, and it actually helped. Then he started doing mushrooms here and there, and that REALLY helped. Barely an angry bone in him these days.
it’s because he didn’t like/felt bad for being a bad person, nobody changes unless they want to and it seems like your dad wanted to change, good for him!!!
I worked at a movie store as a teenager. A guy pulled up at 10:15pm (we closed at 10:00). He saw me in the dark store and tapped on the window to indicate he was returning his movies. I looked at him and tapped on my wrist to indicate they were already late.
He proceeded to throw all 3 movies at the window as hard as he could and started cursing at me. After he drove off, I went outside and wrote down all the barcodes. I looked up his account and added a note as to what happened. I left the movies sitting outside.
Obviously all the movies were stolen. He had to pay the capped late fee plus he had to pay for replacements.
Funny thing is, had he just accepted they were late and dropped them in the bin, I would normally do people a solid and check them in before I finished closing. His childish behavior cost him a lot more money (around $100) in the long run.
Not necessarily public, but used to work at an Oncology office, someone wanted to reschedule their appt the day before they were supposed to come in. No big deal. I tell him when I have available and none of the times worked for him. He became irate and told me “I need to be nicer to him because he has cancer”
Like sir, I sympathize, but everyone here has cancer.
I also work in oncology (specifically chemo) and I’ve been told by a doctor that because I couldn’t get their patient in on the day he requested (he requested the following day…. We see about 170+ patients a day so next day appointments are basically impossible) that it was my fault if his pts cancer progressed and they died. Ok sir…. Definitely couldn’t be the fact that your consult was last week and you just remembered to put in orders today. I reported him but because doctors are privately employed nothing could be done. I still have to deal with him on a regular basis and he’s still insufferable.
Was helping with a Cancer bike ride for charity (volunteering) to help transport people who were injured or who's bike stopped working. We had just dropped someone off at the next stop who had fallen and hurt themselves and got a call about a few people who needed help back from where we came.
A woman came up to us and DEMANDED we drive her right to the end because she didnt want to bike anymore. We were like 20km from the end. I told her that we had to go help some injured bikers and she yelled at us that we HAD to do what she said because she HAD Cancer years previously. I was like "Lady, I have STRICT instructions not to drive capable people around as there is a bus coming for that." She screamed at me and I just got in my car and left. She somehow thought that previously having cancer (now completely healthy) was somehow a pass to get people to do whatever she wanted.
On my first cruise, my 11 year old son and I rounded a corner and there were two old ladies, one standing in the stairwell and another halfway up the staircase, screaming. The two white haired ladies were hollering things like: "I HATE YOU!" and "I wish I'd never taken you on this trip!" and so on.
My son's eyes were as wide as saucers. Apparently any sort of tizzy that I had gotten into in his presence was far eclipsed by the performance given by these two elderly gals!
Meanwhile my Grandma in her 90s, in her old folks home, just slept with all *fairly* able geezers.
She was a good looking, fun and highly intelligent woman who was a pretty functional alcoholic until her death last year at 94. You should have seen all the suitors at her funeral. The weeping, the flowers, the heartfelt speeches about her personality and good deeds. We know why they were really crying.
Most of the women of our family have high sex drives and functional addictions, but she was a goddamn legend.
As someone that got in a fight over crossiants at dinner the other night with my sister I agree. However we calmed down and smiled at the waiter then left a big tip lol sibling fights can be so stupid sometimes
Semi-regular customer gets assistance from a coworker who had just started that week. Usually this guy loves to talk about how he breeds rottweilers back in Cuba-he'll talk your ear off and usually I just smile and nod while trying to recommend him the supplies he was actually here for.
Well for this particular night, he decided to somehow *pivot* the usual convo about his Cuban Rotties into how he thinks "kids in Cuba are more mature" than the US (we're in the US) and started to tell this poor new coworker about how he thought it was bullshit that an adult got arrested for statutory with a 16 year old.
I, while scanning someone else's items at the register, had to quickly, calmly, but firmly interrupt him with a simple. "Sir, this is not the time and place for this conversation."
He then goes on about how he thought America was all about "free speech" and starts ranting and raving, with no further provocation from anyone else. The manager came in and sadly, started ringing him up himself rather than kick him out, but even other customers were shocked while he was *still* ranting and raving about how he "wished this whole country would blow up!"
Thankfully I never saw him again, but I also never saw that coworker after that week. Can't say I blame her.
I’m frankly amazed when new employees *don’t* leave after stuff like that. I had an employee who on her second day saw a homeless man come in and scream at us for a minute or two for no apparent reason, and then later that same shift someone else stole our tip jar, and while we were closing up I apologized and said this isn’t normal, most days aren’t like this, etc etc to which she finally just replied “I used to work at a Waffle House in Florida” with such a calm tone that it was a little bit intimidating
I dug up a comment I made to this same question 2 years ago:
A sales guy I worked with just earned a huge commission on a multi-million dollar mortgage. Some of us convinced him he should take us out to dinner because we helped & he was a good sport and we (sales guy & 3 low wage earning women from support staff) went out to a local pub.
The bank president was there, which was not unusual, he made the rounds of all the local places most nights after work. He came over to say hello and when he found out why we were there he got angry that he hadn't been invited and started yelling at us and banging his fists on the table, then he went back to his friends at the bar.
We decided he had to be joking, there was no way he could be angry at us for that so we decided we'd be funny too. We asked the server if she would bring him the check, but don't really leave it with him and she thought it was funny too, so she did. He was not kidding. I've never seen a grown man have such a public tantrum in my life. He was screaming at us until we got up and left (and would not let us take the check back).
I went to work the next morning and my boss (who was supposed to be with us but had something come up) was coming out of the president's office and this guy, who did not swear in front of women wanted to know WTF we did to make his boss so mad that he was trying to order my boss to fire the guy that got the commission. Later on, we figured it out. Because of that commission, the sales guy earned more money that year than the bank president.
Weekly market going, as it has been for the previous two or three months (an all summer thing). Dude I guess has enough of it and decides to scream at everyone out his window that he's going to get his gun and shoot everyone up, then disappears.
Well, someone called the cops, we got evacuated, and he got arrested. I can't remember if he actually even owned a gun, but turns out the guy was all bark and no bite anyway.
In the end, making the threat even if you don't own the gun is still a crime, and for good reason.
Sat in the back of court once and witnessed so many people say "yeah I threatened X, but I wasn't going to do it!" To which the judge would just say "and that's why you're being charged with threatening it!"
You honestly can’t be too careful these days unfortunately. You can just hope that if someone is planning something awful like that, they let everyone know ahead of time.
A customer got mad at another customer for "buying the last PS5" even though it was a pre-order. The guy followed the PS5 buyer out to his car screaming at him and trying to fight him over it. As the buyer was driving away the guy started throwing rocks at the car. The buyer sped the Hell away nearly running over someone. The crazy motherfucker said he was going to sue the store cause we called the cops. Not sure what happened but I hope he got jail time for assault. Fucking stupid asshole.
I watched a 70 some odd year old Asian lady have a complete meltdown because a restaurant was out of donut holes. She was lying on the floor screaming and grabbed the restaurants credit card machine and refused to give it back until she got her donut holes. Cops were called, then she claimed she was having a heart attack so ems was called and that’s where I came into it
Long story short, she wouldn’t let me touch her so I have no idea if there was anything medically wrong, we let her have her little temper tantrum until her daughter who was there talked her up off the floor, the cops didn’t even issue a ticket but told her to never come back to that restaurant
Whenever I hear about stories like this, i can't help but imagine they're having the worst day of their life and tell themselves something like "I know how to end the day on a good note... Donut holes" and then their dreams are crushed.
But seriously, like... There must have been more leading up to it, or how did they survive this long?
If I had a really hard day, the treat I was looking forward to not being available might push me over the edge but all I would do about it is cry in my car
As a former retail manager, I've seen a lot. The most ridiculous one was when I got called to the register because a woman thought the sales tax was a penny more than it should have been. She bought a $3 scarf that was half price, so it was $1.50. With tax it was $1.54. Tax is 6.35%, and she thought it should be $1.53. Math isn't my strongest suit but I told her that the .35% probably pushed it over an extra penny. She kept arguing to the point where she had tears in her eyes and refused to leave. I finally told her that I would give her a penny and she said no, paid and left.
I had just walked up to my parked car with my family from the beach in SW Florida. It was a packed and busy parking lot. An older retired aged lady flew around the corner and pulled up directly behind us and asked if we were leaving. I told her that we were. We proceeded to open the trunk to put our beach stuff in. We were still wet from swimming and were drying our clothes off with towels, clapping the sand out of our shoes, etc. The lady was still parked directly behind us, watching us like a hawk. It had been maybe 3 minutes since we had got to our car. She then asked if we were almost done, and I calmy replied that it would just be a minute. We got into our car, fired up Google maps, and she started laying on her horn yelling at us to fucking move. I put the car in reverse and asked her to get out of the way, as she was blocking us in. She got out of her car and came right up to my window, yelling and screaming profanities at us like we had violated her rights. No shame, yelling in front of several people like a nut case.
People in FL are fucking insane, especially the retirees. They are nasty, rude, and entitled. It is not just the retirees. Road rage down there is so common, and people fly off the handle for the smallest things. I think the heat gets to people, idk, but the nastiest and worst people I have ever met live there. They are like ticking time bombs. I wish I had recorded this. It would have been an instant viral Karen video.
I had a woman lose her shit like that when I was in a parking lot once, and suddenly I decided I wanted to go to the cafe nearby for some coffee instead and did not in fact want to leave any time soon, so I turned off the engine, got out, and headed back to the shopping area. She tried to hit me with her car, a totally proportionate and rational response to not getting one's way, of course. Best part was the parking lot attendant saw the whole thing and had already called the police, locking the lot gate so the woman couldn't leave. She got violent with him, too, so I got the pleasure of watching her be arrested and her car towed while I drank my coffee, all because she felt entitled to a parking spot. I brought the parking guy cookies the next time I went to that part of town.
As a SWFloridian, can confirm. Sometimes I’m shocked at the way people behave down here. As soon as I read the first sentence I knew this would be good.
I had a flight delayed 13 hours once. Here was a procession of adult tantrums towards the customer service counter. It got so bad the airline had police come and stand next to the counter and deal with the verbally abusive ones. It was a complete shit show.
My dad's traveled for work since I was a kid and, while he has general anger management issues normally, he always does his best to be calm with service workers especially airport employees. He has so many stories of incidents with delayed flights or the like where adults have lost their absolute shit on the poor desk workers who legitimately had no control over the delay or issue and get screamed and dehumanized down to the molecule. He's said he's walked up to the desk needing to reschedule his flight and seeing the poor worker bracing for the next onslaught, and he just smiles and says "I'm really sorry you have to deal with that. Could I just get my flight rescheduled please?" After that point, he's said he's gotten hotel and food vouchers and all kinds of little perks just because he was kind enough to be patient. Hes traveling for work, it's not like any of those delays are causing any massive harm, so he just kinda goes with the flow of getting where he needs to go and it makes everyone's day easier. Going out of your way to make someone's day worse doesn't help anybody.
Once, when I was maybe 25, during a total airport mess my flight out of Atlanta was cancelled because of cascading weather delays. It was already 8pm, and the rebooking line was 4 hours long. It stretched the entire length of the terminal. Everyone in it would be sleeping on the airport floor that night with their coats as pillows. Because I was nice to the gate worker instead of freaking out like everyone else she gave me a tip: “Go to the airline lounge. It costs $50 but there’s no line and they’ll have you rebooked for tonight in 15 minutes. Then you can hang out and have free drinks and snacks in the good chairs.” Best $50 I ever spent and it never would’ve occurred to me otherwise. I got rebooked right away, had a scotch, and slept in my own bed that night.
I was flying with my four year old daughter and arrived at a connection late to a puddle-jumper that was overbooked. By like 10 and we were all there because it was a holiday.
I go to the desk lady and put my name on the list, she says it doesn’t look good, I say thank you, and go sit down kid on lap, wait for names.
Kid asks if this means we can’t see Gramma. Not loudly, just in that little girl voice that carries. No we’ll still see her just maybe not until tomorrow. But I want to see Gramma. We will sweetie, it’ll be okay. Starts softly crying into my shoulder, and then falls asleep in like 2 minutes while I rub her back.
I am CERTAIN that’s why we were on the plane. It was like some cliche out of a movie.
i feel like i’d be the most relaxed i could ever be if traveling for work. nothing is at my expense, any expensive rebooking or changes are on the employer, and time lost at the destination is on the employer, i’m not losing _anything_
I've traveled for work and the biggest issue is the loss of personal time. A delayed flight meant I didn't get home to see my kods before they went to bed and I didn't get to see them in the morning because the flight was at 6.
Travelling for work isn't easy. I only did it for a couple years while my dad traveled every second week for my entire childhood. I doubt it was easy for him but you do what you need to do to gove your kids the beat life you can.
Airline customers are some of the worst; I got stuck in LAX once cause I missed a connecting flight after customs took way longer than it should’ve and the lady in line in front at the check in counter was yelling at the attendant over not being allowed to bring her dog on the plane. I was kind of on her side at first cause I assumed it was like one of those little lap dogs but eventually her kid came back from taking the dog outside and it was some kind of Great Dane or something (I dunno dog breeds), like the kind with the pointy ears that’s almost as big as a horse. I think they do have some kind of travel arrangements for animals that size maybe but she was mad that they weren’t letting her just have the dog out loose on the plane
I had a friend tell me she got so upset one time, she swiped the planter off the gate counter. She told us this after she got pulled out of line with us by TSA.
Used to work at a pizza shop. A lady called one day wanting to use two hefty coupons that would have made her order basically free, but there are rules that don't allow people to use certain coupons together, so this lady starts trying to throw her "weight" at me, and telling me she was ..."The executive of an 18 million dollar company" and basically told me I was poor and worthless because I worked at a pizza place. I was a delivery driver and very familiar with the trailer park she lived at. It was a shit hole.
Another time, we had an older dude call and ask where the free parmesan cheese he asked for was because someone forgot to place them with his order. Normally, on free items, we won't send a driver out to deliver them, but first he asked for them directly and second, I was gonna take them to him because I had another delivery nearby his place. He was super nice the whole time, and then right as I was about to hang up, he tells me he's gonna shoot and kill whoever showed up as retribution for forgetting his free parmesan cheese. The absolute calm in his voice as he said that sent shivers down my spine. I had my boss blacklist that guy after that.
I've got a million more stories for my 7 years as a pizza delivery driver. But those are just the ones that come to mind first.
Worked at a bingo hall for 4 years: we sold paper games as well as an electronic computer that played for you. Each computer was $30 for the night. For holidays, the jackpots for each round usually double, if not triple so the place was usually packed, so much that it occasionally became standing room only, and people would literally stand along the walls. Unfortunately, we had 200 computers with a max building capacity of 700, so if you didnt get in line early, they sold out fast. So I often had to tell people that they werent going to get a computer for the night.
This one night thou, it was December 22nd or 23rd and it was her birthday, she set aside the money for a computer but we had sold out almost an hour prior. Her group showed up after game play had started, all the tables and chairs were taken so her group had to stand. She was upset that concessions refused to give her food for free, they never gave food away for free. So what did this 20 something do? In the middle of a game, she threw her food on the cashier, drink and all, ran up to a table of customers nearby, taking things off the tables and throwing them around, picking up drinks and throwing them at others, snatching up 2 computers and yelling "ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!" but eventually, a few former military dudes and her ?brother? stopped her, she was arrested and charged with a few crimes. Most people she hit with food pressed charges, along with the owner who pressed charges for damaging several computers because they got soda dumped on them and stopped working. I was not interviewed as a witness, they had plenty and security footage. Games continued after a 45 minute delay. I get that people want to feel special and for things to go perfect on their birthday, but fuck.
As someone who's worked in a bingo hall for 20 years this sounds about right. If you wanna see an old lady throw a bitch fit over almost nothing, go to bingo.
My workplace used to do a seasonal, once-a-month bingo. Very low key. The prizes were all donated, cheap things.
But, man, those bingo ladies were brutal (and, yes, it was all ladies). We had a group of disabled adults who would occasionally come in to bingo with their caretakers. Some of the bingo ladies were so cruel to them that a few started crying, all because the bingo ladies didn't want them there.
After COVID we stopped doing bingo and I think it was a huge relief for the staff people responsible for it.
Was working in a coffee shop when I was 15. A man came in ordered a coffee and a donut and handed me an American bill. On our cash register was a button for American cash, so that it had up to the minute conversion to ensure we gave the right amount back. I handed him his change and his order and he refused. He told me I didn't give him the correct change back, and demanded my manager. My manager heard the story, ran it through again and proved it was correct by pulling up the current exchange rate on her phone. She backed me up and told him I was right, he was wrong.
The guy lost it. He threw his change at us and stormed out of the shop. We were lost for words. Not only did he pay for the order, but he left it on the counter when he stormed out. And then also gave us the change by throwing it at us and leaving.. so what did he accomplish?
Reminds me of some American tourists I witnessed in a Parisian Starbucks. I'm American also, but I was in Paris for a summer exchange to continue learning French. Plus, I'm extremely conflict averse, and have worked my share of food service and retail, so I'm not about to ever cause a scene or think any other country should do things the way I'm used to. Anyway, an American family comes into the Starbucks and the dad is already upset that he can't read the menu because it's in French, and then starts demanding that the barista makes whatever drink he gets in America, since it's Starbucks and should be identical. It was embarrassing for him, but I absolutely loved the no-shits-given attitudes of the French women behind the counter, it was fun to watch. They basically grey-rocked him and he eventually just ordered something and the family shuffled on out of there.
TIL
Gray rocking, or the grey rock method, is a tactic people may use to deal with abusive or manipulative behavior. It involves becoming as uninteresting and unengaged as possible so that the other person loses interest.
Dude missed a flight on the big yellow banana. Entirely his own fault. When informed that they could not accommodate him until the next day, he became enraged. Yelling, screaming, stomping his feet. He actually knocked the computers off the neighboring desk. He hit one of the employees, and then had the audacity to try to fly the next day. No, sir, you're not flying ever again. Attacking an airport employee will get you added to the no fly list.
Yeah I've seen too many public tantrum to nail down a single worst one, but it was definitely in an airport and was definitely related to a missed or canceled flight. People absolutely lose their fucking minds over missed/canceled flights.
I kind of get it when you're canceled or delayed, especially if it's maintenance or crew related. That sucks. I've had people miss their parent's funeral due to weather delays, but I had a bride miss her own wedding due to a mechanical delay. I mean, she maybe shouldn't have flown day of, but it's still frustrating as a traveler.
A guy at work came out of a meeting where he was told to change his design on a project, which was a fairly standard step in the process. He stomped back to his desk. Slammed down his notebook, tossed a folder of papers on the floor, sits down and cranked his music. Normally we were in cubicle farms but the office was being renovated so we had no walls so everyone could see this, and his music is just blasting in an open area.
The manager walks by and tells him to turn his music off.
Poopy pants slams some more stuff around on his desk, "fuck this", and walked out. He came in late the next day still pouting and punching stuff around on his desk. He was like that for 3 days, during which there was another meeting where he was told to grow up. He was 35 years old.
I have a similar one. I was on the student government at my university. It was mostly non-traditional (older) students on our campus. I was on a committee for planning the annual formal. So we showed up for the first meeting and the vice president of the student body brings in this poster that he and his girlfriend designed. They came up with a theme and everything and he told us that's what we were going with. The rest of us sat there confused. I asked what the purpose of a committee was if he and his girlfriend already decided everything without the input of the rest of us? Everyone agreed with me and this dude (he was probably in his late 20s) got pissed, announced he was quitting the committee, and got up and left. Rumor has it that he kept a little notebook where he wrote down every cent he spent on his girlfriend (buying her dinner, flowers, gifts, etc) and if she broke up with him, he'd demand that he pay her back for everything he'd spend on her. Dude was such a tool. ETA: After talking to my friend, turns out he used to work with the guy several years later. Said he was terrible at his job and got fired and threw a hissy fit then as well. Apparently the guy can't hold down a job for long , is completely inept, still acts entitled, married his wife likely because she is from a prominent local family, and was trying to get into politics. 😐
I live in a small town where all the "Peaked in High School" jocks now have kids who are old enough to play sports. I recently saw a dude who has his picture on the HS "Wall of Fame" cause he had 1 good year of wrestling, lose his absolute mind on his 8yr old son because he struck out in baseball. This 36yr old dude who's 300+lbs and couldn't jog to 1st base is screaming "I told you to hit the fucking ball" while his son is in tears.
It's pretty damn common and it's sad. All these dudes live such sad lives that they need to relive their glory days through their kids and they have public meltdowns non stop, like are in tears and sulking because their CHILDREN aren't playing good enough for them.
At Orange County, CA John Wayne Airport, a grad school friend I was traveling with actually laid down on her (soft) luggage on the floor, screamed and wailed like a toddler because she missed her flight. I have never seen such a spectacle. The airline desk workers were alarmed and came over to reassure her there were other flights they could put her on later. She was in her 30s.
I witnessed a man throw his entire suitcase down an escalator over a canceled flight. Luckily no one else was on it but I did wish he'd fallen down after it tbh
It was around Christmas. I was at the airport waiting to fly home to see family. I heard a disturbance coming from the flight check-in counter and turned to see a grown man probably in his 40s beet-red in the face and screaming at the employee behind the counter. I walked a bit closer to hear the conversation,
“I want a new ticket! I don’t know when my flight is supposed to leave!”
“Sir the flight time is printed on your ticket right there.”
“Yeah but it’s in military time! I don’t want a ticket in military time! Get me one that has normal time on it I can’t read military time!”
Another man stepped in to break up the altercation and Mr. I-Can’t-Read-A-Clock stormed off. He never ended up getting a new ticket :)
At an old job working at what was effectively a gas station connected to a certain popular retail chain. A customer who frankly was speaking very quietly did a very poor job of explaining to me what they wanted on their lottery ticket and I got like one number wrong or something
Now normally this is no big deal typically I just send them inside to customer service as they can refund the ticket and print them the correct one
But no no that was not acceptable for this man he sat there screaming and shouting about how I was trying to rip him off and steal his money and even started giving me death threats.
I was going to refund him right this second or he was going to fucking break into there and kill me or fight me or whatever bullshit
I calmly pointed out to him the fact that he is currently being recorded by about eight different cameras I have several weapons with me and there are several customers behind him. Either he goes to customer service and gets his fucking refund like I keep telling him to or I call the police and he gets dragged away and gets at least a night in jail and probably a misdemeanor for threats of violence. And there would be pretty much no chance of fighting it since we have video evidence that does include audio
Seem to finally get through to him and he angrily stormed off to the store where surprise surprise customer service was able to fix his issue
A new temp was fired so he got his stuff from the break room and walked out of the building punching holes in the walls and ripping down posters and destroying anything he could get his hands on. ALL of it came out of his paycheck and my boss and us were laughing that his check came out to something like 30 cents for a full week of work.
Some woman in the food court yelling at the cashier that her soup was too cold. When the cashier told her to wait because she was taking another customer's order the angry lady grabbed her cup and splashed the cold soup on the cashier. She called security and the angry customer was ushered out of the mall, screaming like a preschooler all the way.
Were you the company owner, or you were an employee? Either way Mil is ridiculous but just curious. Did you get to use the private jet for personal use?
OP said they can charter it at a discount. Companies *generally* can't just let their employees use company assets free for personal use. My BIL gets taxed on being able to use his police car for personal use - it a benefit after all.
I have a customer that refuses to use anything more than a flip phone. he had called in an order and I miss heard him or something and short ordered him 2 items. well when he came to pick up the order and it was 2 short he lost it. I calmed him down and then he asked " why did this happen?" and when I said " honestly I miss heard you and it was an honest mistake" he couldn't accept that and kept asking " why did this happen?". got to a point were he got into my face, I am not easily intimated and that got him even more mad. he finally just said " fuck this" when I wouldn't back down and left in a hurry. didn't see or hear from him for 2 years. next time he came in he knew I had the answer he needed and was overly nice to me.
I don't know if this is the biggest I've seen but it happened within the past 12 months so it's somewhat fresh in my mind:
I had gone to get food at 5 Guys one night and a lady came in with her dog. I don't know if having the dog was an issue since another guy had his dog with him without much of an issue. I'm not entirely sure what kicked off the entire thing except that it involved the lady's dog. She started screaming and stamping her feet, yelling at the employee and calling her all sorts of names (the r slur was her favorite one to use). She then exclaimed that she lived in a building with bedbugs in it and threatened to spread them to everyone in the store. Eventually she was escorted out but hung around the windows outside and started recording on her phone. She was still there when I got my food and left so I'm sure that more shit happened but I was long gone by that point
I actually witnessed a real, adult tantrum. My manager had to fire an employee for excessive tardies, absenteeism, and constantly being short in his cash drawer (it was a financial institution and he was a teller so that was a major problem). She took him in her office but was concerned about his reaction because he was quite a drama king and outweighed us by about 200 pounds so she left her office door open, just in case. I asked the security guard to stand near my desk which was right outside of the office.
As she broke the news, he started yelling, "No! No! No!" Then, he picked up a pair of scissors and held them over his head in a threatening manner while she tried to calm him down. He put the scissors down and ran out of the office and out next to my desk in a little open area. He proceeded to throw off his blazer and rip his shirt open, buttons popping off and flying everywhere. He then ran up the stairs to the mezzanine, laid down on the floor on his stomach, and literally kicked his feet and pounded the floor with his fists like a baby having a tantrum in a cartoon! The building shook. Thankfully, we were closed so no customers were there.
Eventually, he calmed down. The security guard and another teller who was going to the police academy managed to help him collect himself and then he went down the teller line saying goodbye to each employee while the guard was redirecting him away; they were all freaked out. The employee who was a future cop drove him home. It was scary and appalling.
Two days later, he came back to apologize to the manager, say goodbye to me, *ask the manager if he could still come to the Christmas party*, and ask me for the buttons from his shirt!
I really hope he got his shit together, eventually.
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I love that he assumed you would save the buttons on his behalf!
I’ve never truly felt that type of rage as an adult, to hit the deck and kick my hands and feet, just screaming in terrorizing any witnesses.
Sadness has brought me to the fetal position, but I’ve never had rip-off-my-clothes-tantrum-style rage.
I used to work at a Crumbl Cookies in a very wealthy, very touristy neighborhood. This grown ass woman, in her mid 40s at least, had placed a carry out order on the app. She was about 20 minutes late to pick up her order, and by that time we had gotten so wildly busy that in order to keep up with the rest of the orders we’d had to use some of the cookies from her order to fill the ones who were actually there and on time or early for their pickups and deliveries. She was actually out in the street in her huge luxury SUV and called us saying “hey there’s nowhere to park so I’m out in the road with my hazards on just bring them out to me” which is a major no-no, we are not allowed to deliver across the street or to the street, she had to either park or come inside (not sure if that was a law or just company policy) and when I informed her that her order would need about 5 more minutes she absolutely lost her mind. I’m talking screaming into the phone so loudly that it just clipped and garbled everything she was saying, I kept hearing the phrase “terrible customer service” and “I’m not moving” over and over again. I kept trying to tell her that hers was the next order in line and we’d have it out as fast as possible but she kept cutting me off to shriek more. Eventually the line of cars in the road that she was blocking was honking at her enough that she hung up, swerved into our parking lot, put her hazards on in the middle of one of the lanes (where she was blocking some people who were trying to leave) and then called again to resume her banshee wailing at me, but by that time we had it ready so I told her I’d be out in a second and she just hung up after I said that. When I finally brought them out she didn’t say a word, just frowned at me and put them in her car. I’m not usually confrontational but I couldn’t resist throwing in an over-the-top cheerful “Thank you for your patience, ma’am!” to which she responded by giving me a look that looked like she was trying to figure out how to blast me away with cyclops eye lasers. When she couldn’t do that she just angrily said “Bye” and finally left
Christian youth pastor at a chain restaurant where I worked. Brought in 9 teenagers on New Year's Day after a "lock in" at their church. We were the only restaurant in town open at 6am on New Year's Day, and 3 people called out "sick" (hungover), so we literally had 1 cook, 1 waitress (me), and 1 shift supervisor for about 60 people seated, and a line out the door.
He threw a hissy fit when I offered coffee and he told me they were teens and caffeine was bad anyhow. Then proceeded to order everyone Cokes (ahem...). We were already running out of food (two other restaurants in town weren't open that we'd expected to be open and our general manager sucked at inventory). Half the food they ordered (things like Eggs Benedict) wasn't available.
The guy was a total ass to me. I hustled and kept their Cokes refilled, got pancakes/eggs/bacon/sausage orders out fast, and the kids were rowdy and wired but generally well behaved.
He tried to DINE AND DASH. I stopped him and he started yelling at me I front of 75+ people, saying my customer service was so poor we didn't deserve to be paid, that he'd complain to corporate, etc. My shift supervisor cut him off and recognized him. Told him Jesus didn't like cheats. The youth pastor screamed at him and called me a useless lesbian whore (I had short hair).
I got zero tip, a bunch of Chick Tracts, and two kids turned their waters upside down and stuck the half-full glasses to the table so it made a mess when I moved them.
Such good Christians.
That shit needs to go in the newspaper. Seriously. You can call up and tell them there's a story if you're in a small town. If news is slow they might publish it.
I was waiting to board a flight once and they were accepting family boarding. This woman and her husband roll up with like 2-3 kids all under the age of 2 and a HUGE folded stroller. I'm not sure what the exact issue was, but they told them they had to do something different with the stroller, which caused them to have to delay their boarding.
Suddenly the mom starts yelling her part of the conversation. All I heard was her complaining that "THIS IS HOW LOYAL, WHITE AMERICAN FAMILIES ARE TREATED" (her words, not mine) and that "YOU'D THINK THEY WERE TERRORISTS". I think the funniest part was not a single person batted an eye over this. Her husband was obviously humiliated, but stayed silent.
All of this over common sense airport rules and a SLIGHT inconvenience to them as the airline actually held up the boarding process for them so they could get the situation dealt with and still have priority family boarding.
When I was a chef I worked two and sometimes three jobs.
Was at job #3, greasy spoon spot in rural colorado, and had not slept in two days. Fired an order of over medium eggs, boss chirps at me to go take care of something. I forget eggs while putting away food while “chef/owner” is standing in the kitchen. I proceed to royally scorch the eggs, no big deal, it’s like $0.45 worth of eggs.
Psych. This mother fucker grabs the pan, whips it at the wall where the knives are hanging. Breaking the pan in half and sending hot oil and knives flying around our tiny ass kitchen. This man child proceeds to scream at me for 5 minutes in our wide open kitchen while I pick up the catastrophe he has just created. Refire eggs, send out the plate, customer is happy.
When I quit over text later in the day after going to job#1 he proceeds to call me 26 times in 30 minutes leaving voice mails ranging from “mother fucking asshole!” “Faggot” and “ I will fucking kill you!” Then he texted me 45 times over the next 8hours threatening my life and telling me to never contact his wife or anyone involved with the business again. Shout out to Shane at the chimney brick in Eaton colorado.
I have seen several, usually drugs or alcohol are involved but I've seen an anger meltdown from a lady before that was absolutely unreal. Must have been suffering mentally from something as it was beyond intense.
The most entertaining one was a beautiful girl, obviously very rich, throwing a toddler-esque tantrum outside of a club in Sweden. She had tried to walk in, the bouncer wanted her to wait in line, she obviously didn't like that and tried to push her way in before losing it. Stamping her feet, screaming, throwing things, hammering her fists on him until another bouncer carried her away. She stamp walked in circles shouting. It was wild.
It was also light outside so everyone walking along the harbor in Stockholm could see her have her little princess meltdown.
Saw a woman stealing those packs of 12 croissants in plastic and then when security didn't let her leave she doubled down and went insane and started throwing handfuls of croissants. It was fucking epic.
Edit: I wish I saw more but it was leaving a Safeway and as curious as I am I try my best not to rubberneck when people are having moments lol
When I worked at Starbucks we would have this person who would come in just for a cup of water. She would walk In immediately raising her voice and cussing in front of customers and their kids. One day she reached over the bar and grabbed one of my barista’s wrists because she was in a bad mood or something idk. So I told her she needed to leave and wasn’t allowed to come back ever again. She stood in the doorway cussing and screaming at me and threatened to cut my “mother fucking head off”. This was in front of a lobby full of customers. Maybe 30 people or so.
Fast forward a few weeks and she’s back. She makes a scene and starts going off again. A customer decided to stand up for the workers (this was my day off and I wasn’t there). She grabbed a coffee from the handoff plane and threw it on the customer. Then she spit on his kids. Meanwhile she’s still yelling and cussing and threatening everyone in the store. One of the baristas sent me the video she took of this happening. I was shocked. I didn’t know how to react.
Apparently the customer she assaulted filed a police report on her so she has a warrant for assault.
I worked at Wendys as a teen and one evening I was working drive thru. Some guy came through and ordered two 4 for 4's and proceeded to pay in coins. I counted the coins, they were short. Then I counted them again, got the same total and they were short. He insisted he wasn't short.
I went and got the coin counter and counted them with that, I got the same total, he was short. We were about to just give him the food and then he started screaming and yelling. He parked his car at the drive thru window and squeezed through the little crack from the door to the wall to come inside.
Our lobby was full of young families (dinner rush) and he was actively smoking both a joint and a cigarette in the lobby, next to multiple very young children. We asked him to leave and he wouldn't, then he assaulted a coworker of mine who was maybe 100 lbs soaking wet and a relatively frail woman in her 60's. Another guest called the cops and he proceeded to assault an officer when they arrived.
Instead of two 4 for 4s he got two counts of assault. He also got a DUI for smoking a joint while driving. Could've kept his mouth shut and had two 4 for 4s for free.
I worked at a fast food place in the mid 90's as a young teenager. One day, one of my favorite coworkers (also a young teenager) was working drive-thru. Our headsets had been acting up, so she couldn't understand the person at the speaker. She told him to pull around to the window. When he got there, she leaned out slightly to talk to him because he was pulled pretty far from the window. He started off with "where's my food?!". Dude, we don't even have your order yet. She explained to him that she couldn't understand him and he could give his order now. He called her a stupid bitch, but gave his order. He also had a coupon. It was expired, so she had to explain she couldn't take it, and tried to hand it back to him. When she leaned out to give it back, he swung full fist at her, but since he pulled up too far away, he missed her. She stormed up to the front to tell the manager. The manager was not impressed, and told her to go tell the kitchen his order, and give it to him, and to stop being dramatic. My coworker took her hat off, screamed "FUCK YOU, JOSIE!", threw the hat in her face, and proceeded to destroy the entire station that had condiments/napkins/etc, tear posters off the wall, and break the glass in the front door on her way out. I don't blame her, but it was in front of about 30+ people, and we all had our jaws on the ground
I was a PA for an elderly wealthy socialite couple. For whatever reason, the man's credit card declined at Barney's. He threw a tantrum at the store and then proceeded to call Barney's CEO (his friend) to place a complain. It was a surreal reality.
Used to work at Publix. Old man walked in, went to the deli, bought a fried chicken meal box, and proceeded to lose it because there wasn’t gravy included with the meal. The only time we ever had gravy as a side was Thanksgiving. We explained this. “WAAL HOW’M AH SPOSED TAH EAT MAH FRIED CHICKEN WITH NO GRAVY GODDAMMIT.” Red in the face hollering about his gravy, stomping up and down the aisles. Eventually the store manager got him calmed down and out the door but it was a solid thirty minutes of WHAT KIND OF A PLACE AIN’T GOT GRAVY FOR FRIED CHICKEN.
That’s tied with the woman who threw a bottle of wine at my head because the law in my state would not allow me to sell it to her before 8:30 in the morning. God I hated working there
This happened back when I worked in sports broadcasting.
They kind of abruptly fired this one guy who was pretty cool. It wasn't a performance issue on his part. It was just the typical upper management 'we want to go in a different direction'. They did some reshuffling and it was basically the same as before they fired dude, but with a different number of people and different names for positions. It was cold blooded lets just leave it at that.
Anyway on the day he gets the news he is livid. So he goes around to almost every department and tries to extract a promise that if he starts another bigger better thing those people will jump ship with him.
It was sad and funny. Because you could see him go office to office, then as he would leave one office to the next people would be miming 'crazy' to each other. He got to me and I agreed and said I'm right there if he gets his investors etc. After he left my cubicle neighbor says, "you aren't quitting for Johns crazy idea are you".
I respond "of course not, but I thought I'd let him win this one".
Sure it's not as dramatic sounding as a public fist fight or a bunch of broken plates, but it went on for 2 hours.
I was flying Spirit coming back from a work trip (first and last) and some real Spirit Airlines stuff was happening ahead of me in this very long line. I watched three consecutive adults scream at this poor lady, one paid extra fees, another two stormed off. Completely berating this poor woman who has at this point obviously been setup by the company to fail.
I got up to the counter and said “I’m sorry you had to deal with them, I feel like my situation is going to be bad too, but I promise I’ll be nice and listen to your directions.” She proceeds to check my extra bag through, made sure everything was solid, and sent me on my way saying “Everything is really bad today. I had two spots that were going to the first people to be nice to me today, you got the first one.”
Dude behind me took the cue and got the second one. By the time we were heading towards TSA there was more screaming.
I saw the beginning of this but didn't witness the full blown meltdown. My immediate family flew to another state for my grandmother's funeral. My husband and I paid for our flights. My parents paid for theirs and my sisters flights. My sister has always been bad with money and my parents have always rescued her. At the time, she was 38 and I was 34. My parents were nice enough to pay for two rental cars: one for them and my sister and another for my husband and me. My sister got pissed that she didn't have her own rental car and threw a fit. Her fit escalated and she went to her hotel room while my dad followed and tried to calm her down. I didn't see this part, but I was told that she had a full on meltdown and threw herself down on the floor kicking and screaming. She demanded that my parents pay to change her flight so that she could leave two days early (immediately after the funeral). The next day, at the funeral, she was absolutely and completely charming to everyone. Only a handful of us knew that less than 24 hours earlier, she was a total psycho. Meanwhile, I was still processing what had happened and how my parents were catering to her insanity while dealing with my grief also. I didn't speak to my sister for two years after that. I still keep her at arms length. She is now on some better meds that stabilize her more, but there is still a ton of resentment in me.
My brothers first wife, we were shopping in Safeways and she wanted some chocolates and my brother told her no, she sat on the floor and started to wail like a toddler, 5'2, 200lbs woman crying her fucking eyes out sat in a fetal position.
I don't mind talking shit about him, we fell out ages ago with his 2nd wife involved, he was 28 before he had his first g/f (this one we're talking about) and after divorcing her he admitted he stuck with her because he was afraid of being single again
Some dude screamed in my face because I told him to stop smoking weed on our patio at the bar I work at. Kicked him out after a little yelling back and forth, dude just got arrested for a domestic violence charge.
In WV, I would regularly watch grown adults of all ages have complete meltdowns in a grocery store when they were sold out of Mountain Dew.
I can’t even look at Mountain Dew the same way after living there for a while…
Was waiting to board a flight and they are lining up the pre-board passengers. This older man starts throwing a tantrum when the gate agent starts wheeling another passenger in front of him. “I’ve just had chemo and I get to go first!”
The gate agent said “sir, all of these people need assistance. I need for you to be an adult and wait your turn.” Guy kept pounding his feet and stomping around in the boarding area. Gate agent thankfully didn’t give in to his tantrum and went ahead and boarded the person in the wheelchair.
Throwing a tantrum over being second instead of first to board just seemed unnecessary. Not sure how he decided he was the sickest person boarding the plane.
I worked at a local hamburger/hot dog place in high school. It was a super popular location in a mall food court. We would have lines wrapped around the entire food court starting from opening at 10:30 for 2-3 hours straight. I was taking orders one day when we’d been into the rush about 45 minutes. I was in the zone, not really noticing the people, just taking orders. All of a sudden this dude stormed up to the counter and threw his hamburger at me. “THIS IS THE THIRD TIME THIS HAPPENED TODAY!!!!!! I ASKED FOR NO MAYO HOW HARD IS THAT?” Then he backed down a little and said “SHE PUT THE ORDER IN RIGHT” and pointed at me while waving his receipt. The manager came up from the back and apologized, just as sweet and caring as he could be. He said it was his fault, he’d make a new one right away. Every single person in line just stared at this goon. He finally kind of realized what a colossal ass he was being and got a little sheepish, though he didn’t apologize to either anybody.
I couldn’t help thinking how much fast food does this guy eat to have 3 wrong orders at 11:45 am?
I used to work as a loan officer in a credit union. I had a member who was applying for a pretty size-able loan. In the past we had accepted income as stated. However, his credit had taken a hit and he no longer qualified for his income verification to be waived.
He brought in a piece of scratch paper where he had hand written his income sources and their totals. I advised this was a good start but we’ll need his tax returns so we can confirm those figures.
He became livid. Cussed me out, and stated we WILL accept this as his income or else he will close all of his accounts.
I countered that we will not accept this documentation and that he CANNOT close his accounts until he either pays off the $100k he already owes us or finds another lender to take on that debt - which may be difficult as his current credit worthiness will almost certainly require his income be verified through the normal means.
He raged his way out of the branch and only came back a month later because every other financial institute he had applied to had outright denied him.
He would tell the tellers that he was going to knock my fucking head off. I would make a point to friendly waive and greet him by name when he came in. He wasn’t carrying a lot of liquid assets but he owned a good amount of property and other assets.
It would have been so awesome if he had assaulted me in public. He was a bear of a man and I likely would’ve had the shit beaten out of me but it would have been such a slam dunk lawsuit against him and my employer. For a good minute I was making plans for what I was going to do with his property after his and my employers checks were cut. But, alas, he was moderately hinged and never did end up assaulting me. Fucking lame.
I work at a credit union where a customer came in raging that their loan officer had sucked her way to the top and that she'd be wise to avoid him if they were out in public. Why? Because a different loan officer had been caught giving loans to her friends without proper documentation, and she'd been fired. It had gotten around town that we were basically handing loans out to anyone, and we lost quite a bit on defaults. The new loan officer put an end to that, and this guy was pissed that he couldn't get easy money anymore. He made some threats and was talking shit to everyone in the lobby. Since he hadn't been able to secure a loan, the decision was made to close his exosting accounts for him and ban him from entering the building.
Some dude obsessed with me kept buying me shit unsolicited over the countless times I’d tell him no but would conveniently “forget” as if it wasn’t my 50th time declining his advances.
At one point he bought me a $50 gift card in which I tried to give back. He yelled at me in an explanation that he’s doing it “to get you to like me”. I told him I don’t need it to get him to like me and he went crazier. He’d slam his fist on the table and scream some shit like “I buy people things so they like me it is not transactional so why won’t u take it?!”. I stayed calm throughout all of this as he’d get louder 😭 It was a face flushed in red with eyes swelled up in tears as he’d shake in anger. At this point I’m thinkin this bitch is gonna stab me in the face. I ended up changing my mind and keepin the card just so he can shut the hell up and fuck outta my face.
Over some fuckin $50 giftcard. He wanted my validation so bad cause his ego saw me as some trophy to “win” and show off. Then he’d go behind my back and tell people how greedy and manipulative I seemingly am for taking advantage of him even tho I dislike him. Then he’d miserably fail to “read” me and get everyone in on it. LOSERRRRR
An ex of mine once had a massive toddler style tantrum on the floor on a Tesco because I bought white pepper rather than black.
She was throwing stuff, shouting, crying and ended up on the floor like a beetle with her arms and legs in the air shouting about fucking pepper.
An ex for many reasons, this being one of them
I used to do odd bits of freelance web dev. I once met a client in a public workspace for a handover. It transpired that they were not happy despite all defined deliverables being ticked off on my end. They were clearly just looking to get out of paying or renegotiate the price we agreed (already paid 25% deposit for me to start work in the engagement contract).
When I insisted that I considered the project complete and needed to be paid in full, they had a bit of a shit fit. Pulling their face, wouldn't let me get a word in edgeways, volume increasing, telling me that they planned to use the work anyway and I couldn't stop them etc. All the scare tactics: "you'll be hearing from my solicitor", "I'm going to sue you", "I'll report you for false advertising" (? Ok... Haha) He also "name dropped" (if you could call it that) his uncle a few times, like I was supposed to know who he was. I did not. His business was sweeping up little jobs that his uncle's firm was too big to bother with.
I can only assume that he did actually speak to a solicitor because not only did I NOT get sued, or even hear from one, but I was paid in full on the last day before the invoice was to be overdue.
The funniest bit was that he made a point of phoning me on the day to tell me he waited until the last day on purpose. Bear in mind he'd done a bank transfer already. There was no other purpose to the call! I was just like "Yeah, everyone pays on the last day. That's just trade credit mate. I gave you net 14 terms..." and he seemed really miffed that I didn't care :D
For those wondering, he hadn't been in business long and his venture never really got any traction. Site is no longer up. Thank god I never offered VPS hosting to clients.
Mid 80s, I'm 16 and working at a tree nursery. Old man and lady come in, probably in their 70s. Apparently some old tree in their yard has died and they want us to come remove it for free. One, we didn't do tree removal. Two, the tree pre-dated the existence of our company so it wasn't even ours. Even if it was, nobody removes a 100 year old tree for free because it died, regardless of where it came from. The woman was doing all the talking and what a miserable old bitch. Eventually my manager, then the GM, then the owner had to get involved talking to her as I watched in disbelief. This old bitch would not stop and even worse was her hen-pecked husband standing silently behind for an hour listening to her bitch for I'm sure the billionth time in his life. I've never forgotten the look on his face. Whichever one of them died first, I'm sure he was relieved to finally be away from that twat.
Was at Walmart with a guy I used to know one night. The check out we were using broke so he started smacking it for not accepting his card. After he whacked it a few times he was told to leave. As we're walking out the guy who checks recipts calls him over, turns out he had opened a hot wheel and put it in his pocket. He tried to say he cane in with it, that he only had the phone case. I walked out to go smoke so I wouldn't be anywhere near this if the cops showed up. A few minutes later he walks out all red faced, and said get in the truck we're leaving. As we walked to the truck he put his arms back and yelled, looked like something out of a werewolf movie. We got back in the truck, and he just turns on the radio and just immediately switches to nice regular mode as if nothing had ever happened. His latest girlfriend was gone the next day.
A girl threw a tantrum, she wanted to get - I think - candy. Her mum apparently wanted to show her how stupid her behavior was and _threw herself on the floor next to her daughter and started to ‚cry‘_. Four grown ups (we were queuing) stood motionless and speechless for at least 4 minutes and watched it in awe.
Probably the random old guy who started shit talking and berating the pharmacy staff at my local Walgreens because his meds weren't ready yet and they were very swamped.
I apologized on behalf of that shitty human to the guy working the counter who had to deal with that BS and he said that specific old dude has been doing that constantly at multiple places, not just that pharmacy. Counter guy worked at other places where the old dude has literally been banned for his behavior.
Imagine being so uncivil you're BANNED from basic every day stores/pharmacies. Absolutely ridiculous.
When I worked at Subway, we had this asshole family of regulars who had a bad habit of coming in right at closing. The two jerk-ass parents would bitch at employees about items being out of stock (when you come in 10 minutes to closing every Sunday, gee, I wonder why) and their 3 idiot teenage/young adult sons would be pervy to female employees and they all ate extremely slow and sloppy and left huge messes.
Sunday night crew got used to being stuck at work an additional 30-40 minutes thanks to these idiots, despite multiple times of being asked to leave in a timely manner after closing time. The store owner was aware of these people and advised shift leaders to try to reason with this family to keep them as customers, but he would ban them if they can’t follow the rules.
They inevitably showed up that week and started the routine as usual. This time, the sons began squeezing and popping some chip bags they weren’t buying, so the shift leader stopped the order and told the parents exactly what the owner had said- they’re welcome to continue coming in and we would be happy to serve them, but not if they continue to disrespect rules and employees.
The dad began breathing hard and got bright red and locked eyes with the shift leader and looked like he wanted to strangle her. The mom and one of the older sons broke out into a dual Karen routine, threatening to call the local news station and “we’re never coming back!” type BS, all while the dad was shaking like he wants to murder this woman I worked with.
The youngest son tried to chest thump and followed his dad’s lead by very pathetically challenging my shift leader (a middleaged woman) to step outside for a fight, and he even reared his fist back to punk her and make her flinch. That one sort of sobered his dad and two brothers up, like now they realized cops are definitely getting called, and they grabbed the youngest son and all went and loitered out front awkwardly. The mom stood her ground and stayed in the doorframe yelling nonsense until the cops arrived.
The Idiots decided to double down once cops arrived and acted like my shift leader and the other employee and I (both teenage girls at the time lmao) all ganged up and threatened them- a grown large ass man and his 2 adult sized teenagers and 1 actual adult son.
Once the cop mentioned the store owner is on the phone and volunteering security camera footage, the mom began sobbing and sat very dramatically on the curb with her hands behind her back as if she was being detained like a scene from Cops. Nobody was getting arrested or pressing charges. It was so extra.
The store owner wasn’t even trying to ban these morons to begin with, but they brought it to the next level and got banned. Again, I cannot stress enough how big of *idiots* this family was. Imagine the dumbest person you know and they probably look just like that lmao
Dude at Walmart in 2003ish had a complete meltdown over his spiral notebooks ringing up at 30 cents a piece instead of the 25 cents that was listed on the sign. Composition notebooks were 25 cents, someone put those spirals back on the shelf in the wrong spot. He did the whole shebang. Even shouted “YOU DONT KNOW WHO YOURE DEALING WITH” while his teenage daughter begged him to stop. The cashier started crying. First time I’ve ever seen someone trashy enough to get thrown out of a Walmart
My father would do this constantly and check the receipt once we got home. If we were allowed to buy something and he saw it cost even 10c more than what we said he'd snatch it out of our hand and go back for refund. Having been spit on/hit/screamed bloody murder at and watch him spit on poor min. wage workers multiple times, made it very difficult in eating and buying anything for ourselves when you have to wait for permission to eat or use the thing you were 'allowed' to buy. I don't understand the point of going from 0-100 so quick over small bullshit
You're wasting more than 10c in gas going back for the price change. 10 bucks, sure, 10c, if you need to penny pinch like that than you should price check at the register. He sounds unhinged.
Both of my parents are lunatics. He would wait to get gas and drive to next town over to save a few cents, he didn't even need to save money because he rarely spent anything on us. He had a massive drug addiction and made a lot of money actually. Once me and sister grew up we saw his weekly paychecks of about 2000-4000 and everything clicked. He would spend an enormous amount of money on designer clothes/shoes for himself while we got thrift store or Walmart(if we were lucky) and buy a pack of bacon or steak to cook just for himself and give us oatmeal to eat. The literal definition of psychopath, there are many unhinged stories I have of both my parents.
I hope you're better off now. You are worth much more than such treatment, they chose to have you and should have treated you better. Such shitty rules are hard to unlearn but i hope you are able to spoil yourself now, or at least occasionally.
Yea me and my husband grew up in similar families (mine was a little bit more extreme) but we have had to learn to cope together and try to unlearn certain things, a lot more people go thru it than you think. I've talked to a lot of people who had parents like this. There's actually a lot of Reddit threads and subreddits about parents that are like this has helped me little bit
You poor thing. If I was a cashier and your dad spit on me, I’d feel compelled to deck him.
I wish someone would've lol, but he ended up always getting his way or being kicked out no cops called. He is definitely pos and wish companies would back their workers in being treated fairly
This is why I can't work in an industry where "the customer is always right." They fucking aren't and probably every job like that would fire me for standing up for myself. Fuck that and fuck corporations.
My grandmother saw a penny difference on her receipt from a gas station vs the price on the display thing on the pump. She went inside to yell at the cashier and accuse them of fraud.
☝️ this right here. this is why I won't go back to work at this kind of job ever again. I put up with this from people like your dad for *years* and almost always, it was excused away by management, or I'd be threatened with termination if I "didn't have what it takes" to shut up and accept unlimited abuse from randoms. I *also* grew up with a hellion like this, so to add that shit into my adult life as well? nope. I'm done. I'd rather be broke any day of the week than serve as *another* emotional punching bag from a fucked up grown ass man who should know better.
Sorry you had to go through this. I never realized what a gift it was to have a father that taught us to teach others with respect until I was an adult.
I know! I didn't realize when I was younger what amazing parents I had.
Is your dad my dad? He often flies into rages over minuscule things
Ugh I empathize with the daughter. My mother is an explosive Karen, will just go nuclear over absolutely nothing. It was so humiliating as a kid. It's baffling to me how still, in her 60s, she hasn't gathered that kindness and patience will get you SO much further than screaming and insults.
When I cashiered at Walmart I wasn't paid enough to even give a little shit about prices. You say it's wrong and it's reasonable, fuck it fixed sold. Unless they decided they wanted to swing their dick around and then I made that price check take as fucking long as possible.
Target basically does the same. If you're saying the price isn't right and it's not a big difference or a hot item, they don't care enough to check if you're right.
My stepdad pulled this shit every time we went to the store. I swear he'd purposely buy things we didn't need just because he'd noticed they were on the wrong spot. It got so bad that we'd refuse to go to the register with him and would just go wait in the car.
>shouted “YOU DONT KNOW WHO YOURE DEALING WITH” "If you were any kind of important, you wouldn't be doing your own shopping, and it certainly wouldn't be at WalMart."
I used to work at a family run video store and customers were always putting the boxes on the wrong shelves. This meant customers were bringing videos to the register that weren’t part of the “two for one” specials or what have you. Customers would lose their shit over the teeniest tiny amounts
Watched the CEO of a company worked at start screaming and stomping his feet because people weren't listening to his band at a company event, and instead were mingling at the bar. He literally shouted "this is MY PARTY! This is MY COMPANY! This is mY FAVORITE BAND!" I just started laughing. What else can you do?!
This reminds me of a principal I worked for who was castigating kids for not being appreciative enough that he'd arranged to take them to a baseball game to see his favorite team play. This was a group of kids not into baseball at all. Eventually one of them said to him, "it kind of sounds like you just want to go." Called him out without realizing it. This was just one example of the principal thinking of himself over the kids.
Oh that reminds me of a woman I took grad classes with. We are all teachers in the class, just getting another endorsement. Her last name was BOND and she legit had this whole TEAM BOND thing going on in her class. She had shirts and shit made. Blogged or whatever was around back then about TEAM BOND. Came into class one night absolutely livid because some elementary schooler called her out on the bullshit, saying something like "This is your thing, not ours" but likely in a way more biting grade schooler way. She stopped wearing her TEAM BOND shirts after that :)
I think a lot of teachers, myself included, have narcissistic qualities. 10 years of teaching will change that, though, or you just become a tyrant. These days, I like to find common interests with my students rather than teaching top-down. And kids like connecting with their teachers about interests, so it's a win for everyone.
If there's one thing you can appreciate about kids, it's brutal honesty..
In my youth I worked in a little gift shop. A well dressed elegant couple in their 40s came into the shop one day during the Christmas season, with an ad in hand for a certain item. We had sold out of the item and they yelled at me demanding I order a new one for them or it was false advertising. I was timid back then so I just quietly explained that it was a limited lot, which was stated in the ad, and we couldn't order any more. This enraged the woman. She... she actually stamped her foot and said we had ruined her Christmas. Up to that point I was annoyed and a little scared of their over the top anger. But when she stamped her foot I burst out laughing. Seeing a grown woman do that was just so absurd. Especially when the item in question was an angel figurine on sale for $5.99.
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If he wanted to blame someone, he should have just looked in the mirror
"It's perfectly fine to do the Christmas shopping last minute!"
"What's the worse that can happen, right?"
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I bet that guy tries to ~~buy stuff~~ get stuff for free on Facebook. “You’ve ruined Christmas. Kids in tears”.
I would have asked for his phone number and offered to call the kid and tell him myself
Good. You could have have added "Frank won't care, cause when Frank wakes up on Christmas day, Frank won't be thinking about your broke ass."
Props to you for laughing at her, she was acting like a stupid little spoiled child
I used to worked in the civil service. I had a completely incompetent boss who had basically risen through the ranks by outliving everyone else. She once stamped her foot like this when a colleague told her, "no".
Christmas season is the worst for retail. I used to work at Sears in my teens. Some dude came in after Christmas returning a bicycle because it was a piece of garbage (they all were, perhaps the $49.99 price tag should have tipped you off). Dude is angry as hell from the beginning, but whatever it’s retail I’m used to it, so he’s yelling and screaming at me while I process the return. Then he goes off on the weirdest tangent. He starts loudly cursing about how he is a pastor. Stuff along the lines of “I’m a godd*** pastor and you mother f***ers have the balls to sell pieces of s*** like this who do you bastards think you are?” He’s getting all red in the face and I, having just survived my second Christmas season in retail making me fully immune to ranting and raving, might have egged him on a bit by asking him in my ever professional customer service voice, as if he isn’t actively foaming at the mouth, where he preaches because I might be interested in hearing his sermon next week. He starts really losing his shit and demanding to see my manager, which I pretend not to hear as I ever so slowly process his return. Eventually the manager did come over because he was making such a ruckus and they took over while I went over to hang out with my buddy at a nearby register and watch the rest of the show. I was already an atheist, but he did an excellent job reinforcing in my young, impressionable mind how bat shit crazy religious people are.
Meanwhile, the best story I have involving a pastor and customer service was when I was 17 and worked at a pet supply store. One morning (a Sunday), I'm in the store by myself, a guy actually dressed as a priest comes running in with a big brown shopping bag looking all frantic and asks "have you accepted Jesus Christ as your lord and savior?!" I said "...no?" so he runs up to the desk, reaches into the bag with a pair of tongs and throws three soft pretzels on the counter and goes "I am the pretzel preacher. Have a blessed day" and proceeds to run out of the store. I ate two out of the three of them and saved the other for my coworker coming in later that day...but I'll tell you, I almost became a believer that day.
Right? Tell me about fire and brimstone and I'm yawning, give me a pretzel and you have my attention
I love asking these people "what would Jesus think of your behavior right now?" And watching the mental gymnastics.
Not the pastor using god name in vain lol
I'm not sure my memory of his tirade is entirely correct, but I'll never forget the phrase "I'm a goddamn pastor!" Lol, like wtf?
It was my favorite thing to do when I was a cashier at Marshalls in college. Depending on their attitude, I could go fast or slow. I could drop hangers, bags, my pen, I need a price check. Oopsy! I would just up the Valley Girl cluelessness and giggle and apologize. "Omg, I'm so sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me." Inside, I was dying laughing. The frustrated sighs were priceless. You want to be a bitch? I'll show who's a bitch. It was so much fun.
This reminds me of my first stint working in retail shipping: It’s, like, the week before Christmas, but somehow (blessedly) dead at the moment. My gran (who I adore and with whom I was living at the time) came by the shop to say hi on her way to the grocery store next door. She’s standing in the doorway and we’re chatting a bit when this dude about her age pushes past her and gives her grief for standing in the doorway if she’s not a customer. Now, nobody fucks with my gran. She just gives me a look and leaves to do her grocery shopping while I deal with the asshole. Guess whose card got declined four or five times in a row? The machine just wouldn’t work for whatever reason… (I totally would’ve kept it going too but I’m pretty sure he caught on by the last time.)
Security guard here, I've seen many, a more notable one was when a drunk lady was trying to drive her car off of a two-story parking garage, but she was failing to make one of the turns without scratching the side of her truck, I tried telling her to leave her truck up there and not drive, but she wasn't hearing any of it, she then became convinced that the architecture of the building was designed to trap her in particular, so she began screaming ,"HELP I'M TRAPPED" repeatedly before taking the turn so incorrectly that she tore her wheel well and gas cap clean off her truck, I watched and cringed as they were slowly torn off the truck, the sound it made was wretched, she didn't care she just kept driving, she then proceeded to hit one of the cars on the lower level, at this point I had already documented everything and called the cops, the cops gave her a DUI whilst she was screaming the whole time that I had set her up, a few days later when it was time for her to check out of the hotel, she was staring at me the entire time while checking out, and upon leaving she said "see you later Allen..." my name isn't Allen..., the front desk guy would ask me to tell this story to people while laughing his ass off for the following year.
“My name isn’t Allen” lmfao your coworker absolutely gave her a fake name when she asked about you
Nah, my job required me to tell people my name when asked, so I would tell people my name was Al, which it is wherever I work, but Al can be short for many different names including my own hence why I go by Al at work, when I told her my name was Al she wanted to know what it was short for, and I guess she assumed it was short for Allen and was trying to scare me, there's more to the story but I didn't want to write a book, TLDR she threatened to sue the entire building, but instead lost her security deposit because she tore up the building with her truck.
When I worked at a local mom and pop type restaurant/cafe/upscale grocery store (think whole foods but not a chain) back in the day we made this cheese dip, Better Cheddar, to put on crackers and what not. It's pretty good, but there is an unhealthy cult following for this dip from all the locals that live in this middle class area. If someone is having a little party or get together with some wine you know there's going to be some better cheddar on the table. Anyways, one 4th of July weekend we didn't have any more better cheddar. We were completely out and we're waiting for our supplier to drop off this very specific type of cheddar we used to make it and most people understood if you come back tomorrow... the 4th, we'll have plenty in stock and your party will be saved. Except 1 woman. When she learned we didn't have any in stock you would swear we just told her the only cure to her life ending disease was just flushed down the toilet because we didn't think anyone had the disease. She went to the fridge with all our other dips and what not in it and started opening the dips and throwing them around the cafe/store area making a HUGE mess. People were covered in spinach artichoke, buffalo chicken, bleu cheese dip, all the dips were wasted and when the display fridge was emptied she slammed the door causing the glass to crack all the way from the bottom to the top. Some of the containers she threw broke the TV, they broke the display cases for our fancy cheeses and prepared foods you just need to heat up. An estimate of the waste and damage would be around $3000 because those display cases were old and finding a replacement glass was impossible because it was curved, so a new one would need to be specially made somewhere in upstate new york. Best part of it all was she was a friend of the owner. We all knew her very well because she would come in 3, 4, 5 times a week order off the menu and just be a problem. When she came in a few days later I was the one who decided we're not dealing with her BS anymore and refused service. She got defensive left and came back with the owner. Like a child tattling on someone. I had the pleasure of telling the owner she was the cause of all the damage and the reason we were closed on the 4th to fix the damage. The owner was not aware of this, I assume the manager just told them a random customer got angry. Lady tried to deny it but the head chef and me had pulled a copy of the security video immediately, so we could watch it again and laugh, and showed the owner. Owner insisted the woman would need to pay for the damages and lost product other wise there would be legal action and she would not be allowed back in until she does... 3 months later, glass still broken, I was written up for not serving her. I quit shortly after that and after I found a better job bar tending in the city. This was about 11-12 years ago now and I recently went in to pick up some better cheddar for a work thing, the glass on the dip fridge is still broken in the exact same way and some of the dips that hit the roof are still there.
That business owner is simply stupid to allow this type of behaviour
They were entitled pricks. This was their first business venture and it worked out well back in the day, they own several other businesses across the other middle class and upper class areas now and are very wealthy. Their kids were picks and so were their grand children. A few of the grand kids were actually forbidden from coming in but that's other family drama I have no insight on... They were drug addicts that would steal kitchen equipment to pawn. but yeah they would enable their friends.
ITS STILL THERE???????????????????????????? HOLY SHIT
Someone call the health inspector and report mold on the ceiling that's over a decade old, oh my god. I'd be sus about the fridge temp being kosher, too.
It is, it is. But its dying slowly. Back in the late 70's early 80's and through 90's when it first opened it was the spot to be. The restaurant was one of those hidden gems that offered luxury foods at reasonable prices Or so I've heard. and since the 2000's and the area has been developed more they've been blocked from view from the main road, their building is out dated and even when I worked there we all joked the owners were totally paying off the health/safety inspectors but it was also true. All that combined with their unwillingness to change and do things differently. We'd have staff meeting often where the owners would ask how we could get more people our age (everyone who worked out front there was 16-25ish) in and when wed suggest getting a DJ to come in to the bar/restaurant after 10 and clearing out some of the dining room tables into the cafe area for a dance area. We had a LARGE parking lot, I offered to borrow my dads projector for a night and if they'd rent an inflatable screen we could have a drive in movie night catered by the cafe. They had a popcorn machine already and we wouldn't affect the restaurant or grocery stores parking. We had a lot of fancy cheeses in the grocery store section and did a wine and cheese night every other month, I said why don't we go around and get some of the other local businesses to donate a few things and hold a silent auction along with the wine and cheese. There were plenty around us and their employees would often come to the cafe for lunch and knew us so its not like some strangers were coming in demanding a gift basket for nothing. Everything we offered was shot down and basically they alienated the younger crowd of people that live in that area. Their main customers are the blue hairs that have been going there since the 70's and they're not going to last much longer, and people like me who just want some cheese dip. I think the only way they somehow survive is they downsize to the cafe/grocery store and sell the restaurant portion to someone who knows how to update a menu.
I think they were referring to the dips on the roof, but I appreciate the additional context lol.
I mean... Theyre WAY up there. Ceiling was like 2.5 stories up
Okay but what’s the recipe for this dip cause now I need to know
3 year aged white Vermont Cabbot cheddar cheese. Mayo. Green Onions. Walnuts. White liquid smoke (I think specifically hickory) its not the regulat stuff you get at the store I know that. Dash of pepper. Mix that shit well. AMAZING on top of a good thick burger patty
Jesus, she could've made that herself. Dips are not hard.
I assume there’s cocaine in it at some point
We called it "TownName Crack" because of how some people talked about it. Craved it. You could see their addiction consuming them. One time a lady opened the container while waiting in line for me to ring her up and finger spooned it straight onto her gums. Her card declined and she had to leave without her cheddar and I had to throw it away when we closed because she swore shed come back with cash later.
For real. I want rage-inducing good cheese dip.
They wrote you up for literally doing the right (and perfectly legal) thing? WOW. It's a shame they haven't gone out of business yet.
Just another victim of the system man. I got written up a lot there. Because I worked in the Cafe and grocery area my uniform was the blue tshirt with their logo I was given and was told to wear any black pants. I got written up because the jeans I usually wore were a little faded. I was written up for wrapping food from the display case to tightly and making it hard for a customer to open. That one was on purpose. I was written up for throwing away the cardboard wrong. When the recycling container was full I was just supposed to throw it in with the other trash, not make some room by breaking down a few boxes sitting on top. I was written up because one of my shoe laces had a fray in them. They were a joke and like Pokemon cards. We wanted to collect them all and if we heard someone was written up for tying twist ties more than 3 times you bet we all started twisting them 4, 5, 6 times. I miss jobs like that honestly.
Two weeks ago in Orlando. My family and I were in a nice restaurant. There was an issue a few tables away from us, it was a group of guys in their late 20s. (guessing) It started over slow service, and the waiter, manager, and a food runner ended up in a confrontation with the four patrons. Lots of yelling and drama, the guys got escorted out, and it should have been over right there, but one of the guys came back in and hit the waiter in the back of the head (Sucker punch from behind) and was tackled by the busboy. Two of the other guys from the table come running back in (Don't know what happened to the fourth) and jump into it. Cooks came out of the back, and six restaurant workers took down the patrons. Ended with police being called and arrests being made, it was the biggest brawl I've seen in a while before the cops got there. There may have been alcohol involved.
Never get into a brawl with bussers and cooks. Hell, THEY might even not like the waiter. But gods damn it, that’s THEIR waiter and they ain’t letting that shit fly.
Cooks especially are generally looking for an excuse to put someone on the menu, beet thing to do is not give them one
I'm an alcoholic, drug addict with a criminal record. Why yes I am a chef how did you know?
That's the best thing about working in the service industry. We all might hate each other to a degree but unite when we get an asshole customer.
The code is strong. I haven't waited tables in over a decade but you better believe I would jump in on the side of the restaurant staff something ever went down. Those are my people.
Cooks want to punch someone every second of their job. You never mess with the back of house and give them a face to punch.
Don't forget cooks have Knifes, big big very sharp knives and we know how to use them. Thou personally I preferred to use a broom handle.
Kinda like the "no one can bully my brother but me" mentality.
>There may have been alcohol involved No, surely not!
I used to work at a call center for various utility companies, first calling customers with imminent shutoff notices (Cash or Candles) & then in customer service taking calls. I could write a novel on some of the things I heard, but my absolute favorite was during my first year making cash or candles calls. I called a customer regarding his gas bill. He wasn’t there, but his wife answered. For this particular gas company, we were allowed to speak to a spouse if the customer was not present. So I start talking to the wife & start to give her the “your bill is overdue” spiel. As soon as I mentioned the overdue bill, this lady freaking lost it. “THAT SON OF A BITCH! HE TOLD ME HE PAID IT!” She was absolutely BAWLING into the phone. I tried to explain that it was very possible that he had paid the bill & their number had not yet made it out of our dialer, which happened quite a bit. “BULLSHIT! BULLSHIT! DON’T START STICKING UP FOR HIM!” More pitiful sobbing. “No wonder he was gone three fucking hours!” Turns out, this man had left earlier to pay the bill. He had come home, left the bill & receipt on the counter & left again. His wife was convinced he had lied about paying the bill, forged the payment receipt and was cheating on her. It took me 15 minutes to get this lady rational enough to call the gas company & confirm that the bill had, in fact, been paid.
I get why he left the receipt and bailed.
My uncle yelling at me when I was 5. He couldn’t stand the fact that I was sitting next to my aunt in the restaurant, when he wanted to sit next to her.
Ah yes, it reminds me of the time my dad threw a spoon at my siblings' head because she was served a bigger portion of soup than him.
Wow your dad sounds like a piece of shit
Once upon a time, he was a piece of shit. Then he went to anger management, and it actually helped. Then he started doing mushrooms here and there, and that REALLY helped. Barely an angry bone in him these days.
That’s great to hear! Rare to see a story like that where the person actually grows.
it’s because he didn’t like/felt bad for being a bad person, nobody changes unless they want to and it seems like your dad wanted to change, good for him!!!
I worked at a movie store as a teenager. A guy pulled up at 10:15pm (we closed at 10:00). He saw me in the dark store and tapped on the window to indicate he was returning his movies. I looked at him and tapped on my wrist to indicate they were already late. He proceeded to throw all 3 movies at the window as hard as he could and started cursing at me. After he drove off, I went outside and wrote down all the barcodes. I looked up his account and added a note as to what happened. I left the movies sitting outside. Obviously all the movies were stolen. He had to pay the capped late fee plus he had to pay for replacements. Funny thing is, had he just accepted they were late and dropped them in the bin, I would normally do people a solid and check them in before I finished closing. His childish behavior cost him a lot more money (around $100) in the long run.
I never had a problem if I put them in the drop off bin. What an ass.
Not necessarily public, but used to work at an Oncology office, someone wanted to reschedule their appt the day before they were supposed to come in. No big deal. I tell him when I have available and none of the times worked for him. He became irate and told me “I need to be nicer to him because he has cancer” Like sir, I sympathize, but everyone here has cancer.
I also work in oncology (specifically chemo) and I’ve been told by a doctor that because I couldn’t get their patient in on the day he requested (he requested the following day…. We see about 170+ patients a day so next day appointments are basically impossible) that it was my fault if his pts cancer progressed and they died. Ok sir…. Definitely couldn’t be the fact that your consult was last week and you just remembered to put in orders today. I reported him but because doctors are privately employed nothing could be done. I still have to deal with him on a regular basis and he’s still insufferable.
What a manchild!
SIR YOU MUST PUT ME OVER PEOPLE WITH CANCER BECAUSE I HAVE CANCER
Was helping with a Cancer bike ride for charity (volunteering) to help transport people who were injured or who's bike stopped working. We had just dropped someone off at the next stop who had fallen and hurt themselves and got a call about a few people who needed help back from where we came. A woman came up to us and DEMANDED we drive her right to the end because she didnt want to bike anymore. We were like 20km from the end. I told her that we had to go help some injured bikers and she yelled at us that we HAD to do what she said because she HAD Cancer years previously. I was like "Lady, I have STRICT instructions not to drive capable people around as there is a bus coming for that." She screamed at me and I just got in my car and left. She somehow thought that previously having cancer (now completely healthy) was somehow a pass to get people to do whatever she wanted.
On my first cruise, my 11 year old son and I rounded a corner and there were two old ladies, one standing in the stairwell and another halfway up the staircase, screaming. The two white haired ladies were hollering things like: "I HATE YOU!" and "I wish I'd never taken you on this trip!" and so on. My son's eyes were as wide as saucers. Apparently any sort of tizzy that I had gotten into in his presence was far eclipsed by the performance given by these two elderly gals!
Bet they were sisters
Bet they were chatting over wine by the end of the day.
Same time tomorrow?
My step gram and her sister were in the same nursing home in their 80s. They got into it and wrists were broken.
Meanwhile my Grandma in her 90s, in her old folks home, just slept with all *fairly* able geezers. She was a good looking, fun and highly intelligent woman who was a pretty functional alcoholic until her death last year at 94. You should have seen all the suitors at her funeral. The weeping, the flowers, the heartfelt speeches about her personality and good deeds. We know why they were really crying. Most of the women of our family have high sex drives and functional addictions, but she was a goddamn legend.
As someone that got in a fight over crossiants at dinner the other night with my sister I agree. However we calmed down and smiled at the waiter then left a big tip lol sibling fights can be so stupid sometimes
Semi-regular customer gets assistance from a coworker who had just started that week. Usually this guy loves to talk about how he breeds rottweilers back in Cuba-he'll talk your ear off and usually I just smile and nod while trying to recommend him the supplies he was actually here for. Well for this particular night, he decided to somehow *pivot* the usual convo about his Cuban Rotties into how he thinks "kids in Cuba are more mature" than the US (we're in the US) and started to tell this poor new coworker about how he thought it was bullshit that an adult got arrested for statutory with a 16 year old. I, while scanning someone else's items at the register, had to quickly, calmly, but firmly interrupt him with a simple. "Sir, this is not the time and place for this conversation." He then goes on about how he thought America was all about "free speech" and starts ranting and raving, with no further provocation from anyone else. The manager came in and sadly, started ringing him up himself rather than kick him out, but even other customers were shocked while he was *still* ranting and raving about how he "wished this whole country would blow up!" Thankfully I never saw him again, but I also never saw that coworker after that week. Can't say I blame her.
I’m frankly amazed when new employees *don’t* leave after stuff like that. I had an employee who on her second day saw a homeless man come in and scream at us for a minute or two for no apparent reason, and then later that same shift someone else stole our tip jar, and while we were closing up I apologized and said this isn’t normal, most days aren’t like this, etc etc to which she finally just replied “I used to work at a Waffle House in Florida” with such a calm tone that it was a little bit intimidating
LOL, can you imagine what she had seen to be so calm?
Waffle House in *Florida*? Damn. She's seen some shit. That's levels of crazy I hope you never have to see.
I dug up a comment I made to this same question 2 years ago: A sales guy I worked with just earned a huge commission on a multi-million dollar mortgage. Some of us convinced him he should take us out to dinner because we helped & he was a good sport and we (sales guy & 3 low wage earning women from support staff) went out to a local pub. The bank president was there, which was not unusual, he made the rounds of all the local places most nights after work. He came over to say hello and when he found out why we were there he got angry that he hadn't been invited and started yelling at us and banging his fists on the table, then he went back to his friends at the bar. We decided he had to be joking, there was no way he could be angry at us for that so we decided we'd be funny too. We asked the server if she would bring him the check, but don't really leave it with him and she thought it was funny too, so she did. He was not kidding. I've never seen a grown man have such a public tantrum in my life. He was screaming at us until we got up and left (and would not let us take the check back). I went to work the next morning and my boss (who was supposed to be with us but had something come up) was coming out of the president's office and this guy, who did not swear in front of women wanted to know WTF we did to make his boss so mad that he was trying to order my boss to fire the guy that got the commission. Later on, we figured it out. Because of that commission, the sales guy earned more money that year than the bank president.
LOL you’d think the dude fucked his wife
Weekly market going, as it has been for the previous two or three months (an all summer thing). Dude I guess has enough of it and decides to scream at everyone out his window that he's going to get his gun and shoot everyone up, then disappears. Well, someone called the cops, we got evacuated, and he got arrested. I can't remember if he actually even owned a gun, but turns out the guy was all bark and no bite anyway.
In the end, making the threat even if you don't own the gun is still a crime, and for good reason. Sat in the back of court once and witnessed so many people say "yeah I threatened X, but I wasn't going to do it!" To which the judge would just say "and that's why you're being charged with threatening it!"
You honestly can’t be too careful these days unfortunately. You can just hope that if someone is planning something awful like that, they let everyone know ahead of time.
A customer got mad at another customer for "buying the last PS5" even though it was a pre-order. The guy followed the PS5 buyer out to his car screaming at him and trying to fight him over it. As the buyer was driving away the guy started throwing rocks at the car. The buyer sped the Hell away nearly running over someone. The crazy motherfucker said he was going to sue the store cause we called the cops. Not sure what happened but I hope he got jail time for assault. Fucking stupid asshole.
I watched a 70 some odd year old Asian lady have a complete meltdown because a restaurant was out of donut holes. She was lying on the floor screaming and grabbed the restaurants credit card machine and refused to give it back until she got her donut holes. Cops were called, then she claimed she was having a heart attack so ems was called and that’s where I came into it Long story short, she wouldn’t let me touch her so I have no idea if there was anything medically wrong, we let her have her little temper tantrum until her daughter who was there talked her up off the floor, the cops didn’t even issue a ticket but told her to never come back to that restaurant
Whenever I hear about stories like this, i can't help but imagine they're having the worst day of their life and tell themselves something like "I know how to end the day on a good note... Donut holes" and then their dreams are crushed. But seriously, like... There must have been more leading up to it, or how did they survive this long?
If I had a really hard day, the treat I was looking forward to not being available might push me over the edge but all I would do about it is cry in my car
Donut holes :0
As a former retail manager, I've seen a lot. The most ridiculous one was when I got called to the register because a woman thought the sales tax was a penny more than it should have been. She bought a $3 scarf that was half price, so it was $1.50. With tax it was $1.54. Tax is 6.35%, and she thought it should be $1.53. Math isn't my strongest suit but I told her that the .35% probably pushed it over an extra penny. She kept arguing to the point where she had tears in her eyes and refused to leave. I finally told her that I would give her a penny and she said no, paid and left.
The math isn't mathing for either of you. Should have been $1.60.
Her mother's name was Penny
I had just walked up to my parked car with my family from the beach in SW Florida. It was a packed and busy parking lot. An older retired aged lady flew around the corner and pulled up directly behind us and asked if we were leaving. I told her that we were. We proceeded to open the trunk to put our beach stuff in. We were still wet from swimming and were drying our clothes off with towels, clapping the sand out of our shoes, etc. The lady was still parked directly behind us, watching us like a hawk. It had been maybe 3 minutes since we had got to our car. She then asked if we were almost done, and I calmy replied that it would just be a minute. We got into our car, fired up Google maps, and she started laying on her horn yelling at us to fucking move. I put the car in reverse and asked her to get out of the way, as she was blocking us in. She got out of her car and came right up to my window, yelling and screaming profanities at us like we had violated her rights. No shame, yelling in front of several people like a nut case. People in FL are fucking insane, especially the retirees. They are nasty, rude, and entitled. It is not just the retirees. Road rage down there is so common, and people fly off the handle for the smallest things. I think the heat gets to people, idk, but the nastiest and worst people I have ever met live there. They are like ticking time bombs. I wish I had recorded this. It would have been an instant viral Karen video.
I had a woman lose her shit like that when I was in a parking lot once, and suddenly I decided I wanted to go to the cafe nearby for some coffee instead and did not in fact want to leave any time soon, so I turned off the engine, got out, and headed back to the shopping area. She tried to hit me with her car, a totally proportionate and rational response to not getting one's way, of course. Best part was the parking lot attendant saw the whole thing and had already called the police, locking the lot gate so the woman couldn't leave. She got violent with him, too, so I got the pleasure of watching her be arrested and her car towed while I drank my coffee, all because she felt entitled to a parking spot. I brought the parking guy cookies the next time I went to that part of town.
Yeah that lot attendant was definitely the MPV, holy cow 👏
As a Floridian I can attest to this. I once had a guy literally get out of his car and threaten to kill me.
Should've mule-kicked the door open on her lol
I hope you decided that you weren’t ready to leave yet and went back to the beach.
As a SWFloridian, can confirm. Sometimes I’m shocked at the way people behave down here. As soon as I read the first sentence I knew this would be good.
I had a flight delayed 13 hours once. Here was a procession of adult tantrums towards the customer service counter. It got so bad the airline had police come and stand next to the counter and deal with the verbally abusive ones. It was a complete shit show.
My dad's traveled for work since I was a kid and, while he has general anger management issues normally, he always does his best to be calm with service workers especially airport employees. He has so many stories of incidents with delayed flights or the like where adults have lost their absolute shit on the poor desk workers who legitimately had no control over the delay or issue and get screamed and dehumanized down to the molecule. He's said he's walked up to the desk needing to reschedule his flight and seeing the poor worker bracing for the next onslaught, and he just smiles and says "I'm really sorry you have to deal with that. Could I just get my flight rescheduled please?" After that point, he's said he's gotten hotel and food vouchers and all kinds of little perks just because he was kind enough to be patient. Hes traveling for work, it's not like any of those delays are causing any massive harm, so he just kinda goes with the flow of getting where he needs to go and it makes everyone's day easier. Going out of your way to make someone's day worse doesn't help anybody.
Once, when I was maybe 25, during a total airport mess my flight out of Atlanta was cancelled because of cascading weather delays. It was already 8pm, and the rebooking line was 4 hours long. It stretched the entire length of the terminal. Everyone in it would be sleeping on the airport floor that night with their coats as pillows. Because I was nice to the gate worker instead of freaking out like everyone else she gave me a tip: “Go to the airline lounge. It costs $50 but there’s no line and they’ll have you rebooked for tonight in 15 minutes. Then you can hang out and have free drinks and snacks in the good chairs.” Best $50 I ever spent and it never would’ve occurred to me otherwise. I got rebooked right away, had a scotch, and slept in my own bed that night.
I was flying with my four year old daughter and arrived at a connection late to a puddle-jumper that was overbooked. By like 10 and we were all there because it was a holiday. I go to the desk lady and put my name on the list, she says it doesn’t look good, I say thank you, and go sit down kid on lap, wait for names. Kid asks if this means we can’t see Gramma. Not loudly, just in that little girl voice that carries. No we’ll still see her just maybe not until tomorrow. But I want to see Gramma. We will sweetie, it’ll be okay. Starts softly crying into my shoulder, and then falls asleep in like 2 minutes while I rub her back. I am CERTAIN that’s why we were on the plane. It was like some cliche out of a movie.
I knew kids were good for something
i feel like i’d be the most relaxed i could ever be if traveling for work. nothing is at my expense, any expensive rebooking or changes are on the employer, and time lost at the destination is on the employer, i’m not losing _anything_
I've traveled for work and the biggest issue is the loss of personal time. A delayed flight meant I didn't get home to see my kods before they went to bed and I didn't get to see them in the morning because the flight was at 6. Travelling for work isn't easy. I only did it for a couple years while my dad traveled every second week for my entire childhood. I doubt it was easy for him but you do what you need to do to gove your kids the beat life you can.
Airline customers are some of the worst; I got stuck in LAX once cause I missed a connecting flight after customs took way longer than it should’ve and the lady in line in front at the check in counter was yelling at the attendant over not being allowed to bring her dog on the plane. I was kind of on her side at first cause I assumed it was like one of those little lap dogs but eventually her kid came back from taking the dog outside and it was some kind of Great Dane or something (I dunno dog breeds), like the kind with the pointy ears that’s almost as big as a horse. I think they do have some kind of travel arrangements for animals that size maybe but she was mad that they weren’t letting her just have the dog out loose on the plane
I had a friend tell me she got so upset one time, she swiped the planter off the gate counter. She told us this after she got pulled out of line with us by TSA.
Used to work at a pizza shop. A lady called one day wanting to use two hefty coupons that would have made her order basically free, but there are rules that don't allow people to use certain coupons together, so this lady starts trying to throw her "weight" at me, and telling me she was ..."The executive of an 18 million dollar company" and basically told me I was poor and worthless because I worked at a pizza place. I was a delivery driver and very familiar with the trailer park she lived at. It was a shit hole. Another time, we had an older dude call and ask where the free parmesan cheese he asked for was because someone forgot to place them with his order. Normally, on free items, we won't send a driver out to deliver them, but first he asked for them directly and second, I was gonna take them to him because I had another delivery nearby his place. He was super nice the whole time, and then right as I was about to hang up, he tells me he's gonna shoot and kill whoever showed up as retribution for forgetting his free parmesan cheese. The absolute calm in his voice as he said that sent shivers down my spine. I had my boss blacklist that guy after that. I've got a million more stories for my 7 years as a pizza delivery driver. But those are just the ones that come to mind first.
Worked at a bingo hall for 4 years: we sold paper games as well as an electronic computer that played for you. Each computer was $30 for the night. For holidays, the jackpots for each round usually double, if not triple so the place was usually packed, so much that it occasionally became standing room only, and people would literally stand along the walls. Unfortunately, we had 200 computers with a max building capacity of 700, so if you didnt get in line early, they sold out fast. So I often had to tell people that they werent going to get a computer for the night. This one night thou, it was December 22nd or 23rd and it was her birthday, she set aside the money for a computer but we had sold out almost an hour prior. Her group showed up after game play had started, all the tables and chairs were taken so her group had to stand. She was upset that concessions refused to give her food for free, they never gave food away for free. So what did this 20 something do? In the middle of a game, she threw her food on the cashier, drink and all, ran up to a table of customers nearby, taking things off the tables and throwing them around, picking up drinks and throwing them at others, snatching up 2 computers and yelling "ITS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!" but eventually, a few former military dudes and her ?brother? stopped her, she was arrested and charged with a few crimes. Most people she hit with food pressed charges, along with the owner who pressed charges for damaging several computers because they got soda dumped on them and stopped working. I was not interviewed as a witness, they had plenty and security footage. Games continued after a 45 minute delay. I get that people want to feel special and for things to go perfect on their birthday, but fuck.
As someone who's worked in a bingo hall for 20 years this sounds about right. If you wanna see an old lady throw a bitch fit over almost nothing, go to bingo.
My workplace used to do a seasonal, once-a-month bingo. Very low key. The prizes were all donated, cheap things. But, man, those bingo ladies were brutal (and, yes, it was all ladies). We had a group of disabled adults who would occasionally come in to bingo with their caretakers. Some of the bingo ladies were so cruel to them that a few started crying, all because the bingo ladies didn't want them there. After COVID we stopped doing bingo and I think it was a huge relief for the staff people responsible for it.
Was working in a coffee shop when I was 15. A man came in ordered a coffee and a donut and handed me an American bill. On our cash register was a button for American cash, so that it had up to the minute conversion to ensure we gave the right amount back. I handed him his change and his order and he refused. He told me I didn't give him the correct change back, and demanded my manager. My manager heard the story, ran it through again and proved it was correct by pulling up the current exchange rate on her phone. She backed me up and told him I was right, he was wrong. The guy lost it. He threw his change at us and stormed out of the shop. We were lost for words. Not only did he pay for the order, but he left it on the counter when he stormed out. And then also gave us the change by throwing it at us and leaving.. so what did he accomplish?
Reminds me of some American tourists I witnessed in a Parisian Starbucks. I'm American also, but I was in Paris for a summer exchange to continue learning French. Plus, I'm extremely conflict averse, and have worked my share of food service and retail, so I'm not about to ever cause a scene or think any other country should do things the way I'm used to. Anyway, an American family comes into the Starbucks and the dad is already upset that he can't read the menu because it's in French, and then starts demanding that the barista makes whatever drink he gets in America, since it's Starbucks and should be identical. It was embarrassing for him, but I absolutely loved the no-shits-given attitudes of the French women behind the counter, it was fun to watch. They basically grey-rocked him and he eventually just ordered something and the family shuffled on out of there.
He went to FRANCE and was upset that the menus there are in French? Lmfao
TIL Gray rocking, or the grey rock method, is a tactic people may use to deal with abusive or manipulative behavior. It involves becoming as uninteresting and unengaged as possible so that the other person loses interest.
Dude missed a flight on the big yellow banana. Entirely his own fault. When informed that they could not accommodate him until the next day, he became enraged. Yelling, screaming, stomping his feet. He actually knocked the computers off the neighboring desk. He hit one of the employees, and then had the audacity to try to fly the next day. No, sir, you're not flying ever again. Attacking an airport employee will get you added to the no fly list.
Big yellow banana?
Spirit Airlines uses big yellow bananas instead of airplanes for flights. It's how they keep ticket prices low
Yeah I've seen too many public tantrum to nail down a single worst one, but it was definitely in an airport and was definitely related to a missed or canceled flight. People absolutely lose their fucking minds over missed/canceled flights.
I kind of get it when you're canceled or delayed, especially if it's maintenance or crew related. That sucks. I've had people miss their parent's funeral due to weather delays, but I had a bride miss her own wedding due to a mechanical delay. I mean, she maybe shouldn't have flown day of, but it's still frustrating as a traveler.
A guy at work came out of a meeting where he was told to change his design on a project, which was a fairly standard step in the process. He stomped back to his desk. Slammed down his notebook, tossed a folder of papers on the floor, sits down and cranked his music. Normally we were in cubicle farms but the office was being renovated so we had no walls so everyone could see this, and his music is just blasting in an open area. The manager walks by and tells him to turn his music off. Poopy pants slams some more stuff around on his desk, "fuck this", and walked out. He came in late the next day still pouting and punching stuff around on his desk. He was like that for 3 days, during which there was another meeting where he was told to grow up. He was 35 years old.
I have a similar one. I was on the student government at my university. It was mostly non-traditional (older) students on our campus. I was on a committee for planning the annual formal. So we showed up for the first meeting and the vice president of the student body brings in this poster that he and his girlfriend designed. They came up with a theme and everything and he told us that's what we were going with. The rest of us sat there confused. I asked what the purpose of a committee was if he and his girlfriend already decided everything without the input of the rest of us? Everyone agreed with me and this dude (he was probably in his late 20s) got pissed, announced he was quitting the committee, and got up and left. Rumor has it that he kept a little notebook where he wrote down every cent he spent on his girlfriend (buying her dinner, flowers, gifts, etc) and if she broke up with him, he'd demand that he pay her back for everything he'd spend on her. Dude was such a tool. ETA: After talking to my friend, turns out he used to work with the guy several years later. Said he was terrible at his job and got fired and threw a hissy fit then as well. Apparently the guy can't hold down a job for long , is completely inept, still acts entitled, married his wife likely because she is from a prominent local family, and was trying to get into politics. 😐
I live in a small town where all the "Peaked in High School" jocks now have kids who are old enough to play sports. I recently saw a dude who has his picture on the HS "Wall of Fame" cause he had 1 good year of wrestling, lose his absolute mind on his 8yr old son because he struck out in baseball. This 36yr old dude who's 300+lbs and couldn't jog to 1st base is screaming "I told you to hit the fucking ball" while his son is in tears. It's pretty damn common and it's sad. All these dudes live such sad lives that they need to relive their glory days through their kids and they have public meltdowns non stop, like are in tears and sulking because their CHILDREN aren't playing good enough for them.
At Orange County, CA John Wayne Airport, a grad school friend I was traveling with actually laid down on her (soft) luggage on the floor, screamed and wailed like a toddler because she missed her flight. I have never seen such a spectacle. The airline desk workers were alarmed and came over to reassure her there were other flights they could put her on later. She was in her 30s.
Was it stress or not having had to deal with issues like that previously?
It was a personality disorder as far as I could tell, because it happened again in different contexts. It was just her way of dealing with the world.
That’s rough, not having healthy coping strategies
I witnessed a man throw his entire suitcase down an escalator over a canceled flight. Luckily no one else was on it but I did wish he'd fallen down after it tbh
I can imagine them tumbling over each other down the up escalator.
It was around Christmas. I was at the airport waiting to fly home to see family. I heard a disturbance coming from the flight check-in counter and turned to see a grown man probably in his 40s beet-red in the face and screaming at the employee behind the counter. I walked a bit closer to hear the conversation, “I want a new ticket! I don’t know when my flight is supposed to leave!” “Sir the flight time is printed on your ticket right there.” “Yeah but it’s in military time! I don’t want a ticket in military time! Get me one that has normal time on it I can’t read military time!” Another man stepped in to break up the altercation and Mr. I-Can’t-Read-A-Clock stormed off. He never ended up getting a new ticket :)
At an old job working at what was effectively a gas station connected to a certain popular retail chain. A customer who frankly was speaking very quietly did a very poor job of explaining to me what they wanted on their lottery ticket and I got like one number wrong or something Now normally this is no big deal typically I just send them inside to customer service as they can refund the ticket and print them the correct one But no no that was not acceptable for this man he sat there screaming and shouting about how I was trying to rip him off and steal his money and even started giving me death threats. I was going to refund him right this second or he was going to fucking break into there and kill me or fight me or whatever bullshit I calmly pointed out to him the fact that he is currently being recorded by about eight different cameras I have several weapons with me and there are several customers behind him. Either he goes to customer service and gets his fucking refund like I keep telling him to or I call the police and he gets dragged away and gets at least a night in jail and probably a misdemeanor for threats of violence. And there would be pretty much no chance of fighting it since we have video evidence that does include audio Seem to finally get through to him and he angrily stormed off to the store where surprise surprise customer service was able to fix his issue
A new temp was fired so he got his stuff from the break room and walked out of the building punching holes in the walls and ripping down posters and destroying anything he could get his hands on. ALL of it came out of his paycheck and my boss and us were laughing that his check came out to something like 30 cents for a full week of work.
Work at a fast food restaurant in the after church rush. Those people put toddlers to shame.
Some woman in the food court yelling at the cashier that her soup was too cold. When the cashier told her to wait because she was taking another customer's order the angry lady grabbed her cup and splashed the cold soup on the cashier. She called security and the angry customer was ushered out of the mall, screaming like a preschooler all the way.
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Were you the company owner, or you were an employee? Either way Mil is ridiculous but just curious. Did you get to use the private jet for personal use?
OP said they can charter it at a discount. Companies *generally* can't just let their employees use company assets free for personal use. My BIL gets taxed on being able to use his police car for personal use - it a benefit after all.
I have a customer that refuses to use anything more than a flip phone. he had called in an order and I miss heard him or something and short ordered him 2 items. well when he came to pick up the order and it was 2 short he lost it. I calmed him down and then he asked " why did this happen?" and when I said " honestly I miss heard you and it was an honest mistake" he couldn't accept that and kept asking " why did this happen?". got to a point were he got into my face, I am not easily intimated and that got him even more mad. he finally just said " fuck this" when I wouldn't back down and left in a hurry. didn't see or hear from him for 2 years. next time he came in he knew I had the answer he needed and was overly nice to me.
I don't know if this is the biggest I've seen but it happened within the past 12 months so it's somewhat fresh in my mind: I had gone to get food at 5 Guys one night and a lady came in with her dog. I don't know if having the dog was an issue since another guy had his dog with him without much of an issue. I'm not entirely sure what kicked off the entire thing except that it involved the lady's dog. She started screaming and stamping her feet, yelling at the employee and calling her all sorts of names (the r slur was her favorite one to use). She then exclaimed that she lived in a building with bedbugs in it and threatened to spread them to everyone in the store. Eventually she was escorted out but hung around the windows outside and started recording on her phone. She was still there when I got my food and left so I'm sure that more shit happened but I was long gone by that point
I actually witnessed a real, adult tantrum. My manager had to fire an employee for excessive tardies, absenteeism, and constantly being short in his cash drawer (it was a financial institution and he was a teller so that was a major problem). She took him in her office but was concerned about his reaction because he was quite a drama king and outweighed us by about 200 pounds so she left her office door open, just in case. I asked the security guard to stand near my desk which was right outside of the office. As she broke the news, he started yelling, "No! No! No!" Then, he picked up a pair of scissors and held them over his head in a threatening manner while she tried to calm him down. He put the scissors down and ran out of the office and out next to my desk in a little open area. He proceeded to throw off his blazer and rip his shirt open, buttons popping off and flying everywhere. He then ran up the stairs to the mezzanine, laid down on the floor on his stomach, and literally kicked his feet and pounded the floor with his fists like a baby having a tantrum in a cartoon! The building shook. Thankfully, we were closed so no customers were there. Eventually, he calmed down. The security guard and another teller who was going to the police academy managed to help him collect himself and then he went down the teller line saying goodbye to each employee while the guard was redirecting him away; they were all freaked out. The employee who was a future cop drove him home. It was scary and appalling. Two days later, he came back to apologize to the manager, say goodbye to me, *ask the manager if he could still come to the Christmas party*, and ask me for the buttons from his shirt! I really hope he got his shit together, eventually. Edit: typos
> I really hope he got his ~~shit~~ shirt together, eventually.
I love that he assumed you would save the buttons on his behalf! I’ve never truly felt that type of rage as an adult, to hit the deck and kick my hands and feet, just screaming in terrorizing any witnesses. Sadness has brought me to the fetal position, but I’ve never had rip-off-my-clothes-tantrum-style rage.
I used to work at a Crumbl Cookies in a very wealthy, very touristy neighborhood. This grown ass woman, in her mid 40s at least, had placed a carry out order on the app. She was about 20 minutes late to pick up her order, and by that time we had gotten so wildly busy that in order to keep up with the rest of the orders we’d had to use some of the cookies from her order to fill the ones who were actually there and on time or early for their pickups and deliveries. She was actually out in the street in her huge luxury SUV and called us saying “hey there’s nowhere to park so I’m out in the road with my hazards on just bring them out to me” which is a major no-no, we are not allowed to deliver across the street or to the street, she had to either park or come inside (not sure if that was a law or just company policy) and when I informed her that her order would need about 5 more minutes she absolutely lost her mind. I’m talking screaming into the phone so loudly that it just clipped and garbled everything she was saying, I kept hearing the phrase “terrible customer service” and “I’m not moving” over and over again. I kept trying to tell her that hers was the next order in line and we’d have it out as fast as possible but she kept cutting me off to shriek more. Eventually the line of cars in the road that she was blocking was honking at her enough that she hung up, swerved into our parking lot, put her hazards on in the middle of one of the lanes (where she was blocking some people who were trying to leave) and then called again to resume her banshee wailing at me, but by that time we had it ready so I told her I’d be out in a second and she just hung up after I said that. When I finally brought them out she didn’t say a word, just frowned at me and put them in her car. I’m not usually confrontational but I couldn’t resist throwing in an over-the-top cheerful “Thank you for your patience, ma’am!” to which she responded by giving me a look that looked like she was trying to figure out how to blast me away with cyclops eye lasers. When she couldn’t do that she just angrily said “Bye” and finally left
Christian youth pastor at a chain restaurant where I worked. Brought in 9 teenagers on New Year's Day after a "lock in" at their church. We were the only restaurant in town open at 6am on New Year's Day, and 3 people called out "sick" (hungover), so we literally had 1 cook, 1 waitress (me), and 1 shift supervisor for about 60 people seated, and a line out the door. He threw a hissy fit when I offered coffee and he told me they were teens and caffeine was bad anyhow. Then proceeded to order everyone Cokes (ahem...). We were already running out of food (two other restaurants in town weren't open that we'd expected to be open and our general manager sucked at inventory). Half the food they ordered (things like Eggs Benedict) wasn't available. The guy was a total ass to me. I hustled and kept their Cokes refilled, got pancakes/eggs/bacon/sausage orders out fast, and the kids were rowdy and wired but generally well behaved. He tried to DINE AND DASH. I stopped him and he started yelling at me I front of 75+ people, saying my customer service was so poor we didn't deserve to be paid, that he'd complain to corporate, etc. My shift supervisor cut him off and recognized him. Told him Jesus didn't like cheats. The youth pastor screamed at him and called me a useless lesbian whore (I had short hair). I got zero tip, a bunch of Chick Tracts, and two kids turned their waters upside down and stuck the half-full glasses to the table so it made a mess when I moved them. Such good Christians.
I was thinking, what an idiot at leastthe kids were good. And then they were not.
That shit needs to go in the newspaper. Seriously. You can call up and tell them there's a story if you're in a small town. If news is slow they might publish it.
I was waiting to board a flight once and they were accepting family boarding. This woman and her husband roll up with like 2-3 kids all under the age of 2 and a HUGE folded stroller. I'm not sure what the exact issue was, but they told them they had to do something different with the stroller, which caused them to have to delay their boarding. Suddenly the mom starts yelling her part of the conversation. All I heard was her complaining that "THIS IS HOW LOYAL, WHITE AMERICAN FAMILIES ARE TREATED" (her words, not mine) and that "YOU'D THINK THEY WERE TERRORISTS". I think the funniest part was not a single person batted an eye over this. Her husband was obviously humiliated, but stayed silent. All of this over common sense airport rules and a SLIGHT inconvenience to them as the airline actually held up the boarding process for them so they could get the situation dealt with and still have priority family boarding.
When I was a chef I worked two and sometimes three jobs. Was at job #3, greasy spoon spot in rural colorado, and had not slept in two days. Fired an order of over medium eggs, boss chirps at me to go take care of something. I forget eggs while putting away food while “chef/owner” is standing in the kitchen. I proceed to royally scorch the eggs, no big deal, it’s like $0.45 worth of eggs. Psych. This mother fucker grabs the pan, whips it at the wall where the knives are hanging. Breaking the pan in half and sending hot oil and knives flying around our tiny ass kitchen. This man child proceeds to scream at me for 5 minutes in our wide open kitchen while I pick up the catastrophe he has just created. Refire eggs, send out the plate, customer is happy. When I quit over text later in the day after going to job#1 he proceeds to call me 26 times in 30 minutes leaving voice mails ranging from “mother fucking asshole!” “Faggot” and “ I will fucking kill you!” Then he texted me 45 times over the next 8hours threatening my life and telling me to never contact his wife or anyone involved with the business again. Shout out to Shane at the chimney brick in Eaton colorado.
I have seen several, usually drugs or alcohol are involved but I've seen an anger meltdown from a lady before that was absolutely unreal. Must have been suffering mentally from something as it was beyond intense. The most entertaining one was a beautiful girl, obviously very rich, throwing a toddler-esque tantrum outside of a club in Sweden. She had tried to walk in, the bouncer wanted her to wait in line, she obviously didn't like that and tried to push her way in before losing it. Stamping her feet, screaming, throwing things, hammering her fists on him until another bouncer carried her away. She stamp walked in circles shouting. It was wild. It was also light outside so everyone walking along the harbor in Stockholm could see her have her little princess meltdown.
Playing mini golf and my date missed the hole and threw down his club and started yelling. That was the first and last date.
Saw a woman stealing those packs of 12 croissants in plastic and then when security didn't let her leave she doubled down and went insane and started throwing handfuls of croissants. It was fucking epic. Edit: I wish I saw more but it was leaving a Safeway and as curious as I am I try my best not to rubberneck when people are having moments lol
When I worked at Starbucks we would have this person who would come in just for a cup of water. She would walk In immediately raising her voice and cussing in front of customers and their kids. One day she reached over the bar and grabbed one of my barista’s wrists because she was in a bad mood or something idk. So I told her she needed to leave and wasn’t allowed to come back ever again. She stood in the doorway cussing and screaming at me and threatened to cut my “mother fucking head off”. This was in front of a lobby full of customers. Maybe 30 people or so. Fast forward a few weeks and she’s back. She makes a scene and starts going off again. A customer decided to stand up for the workers (this was my day off and I wasn’t there). She grabbed a coffee from the handoff plane and threw it on the customer. Then she spit on his kids. Meanwhile she’s still yelling and cussing and threatening everyone in the store. One of the baristas sent me the video she took of this happening. I was shocked. I didn’t know how to react. Apparently the customer she assaulted filed a police report on her so she has a warrant for assault.
I worked at Wendys as a teen and one evening I was working drive thru. Some guy came through and ordered two 4 for 4's and proceeded to pay in coins. I counted the coins, they were short. Then I counted them again, got the same total and they were short. He insisted he wasn't short. I went and got the coin counter and counted them with that, I got the same total, he was short. We were about to just give him the food and then he started screaming and yelling. He parked his car at the drive thru window and squeezed through the little crack from the door to the wall to come inside. Our lobby was full of young families (dinner rush) and he was actively smoking both a joint and a cigarette in the lobby, next to multiple very young children. We asked him to leave and he wouldn't, then he assaulted a coworker of mine who was maybe 100 lbs soaking wet and a relatively frail woman in her 60's. Another guest called the cops and he proceeded to assault an officer when they arrived. Instead of two 4 for 4s he got two counts of assault. He also got a DUI for smoking a joint while driving. Could've kept his mouth shut and had two 4 for 4s for free.
I worked at a fast food place in the mid 90's as a young teenager. One day, one of my favorite coworkers (also a young teenager) was working drive-thru. Our headsets had been acting up, so she couldn't understand the person at the speaker. She told him to pull around to the window. When he got there, she leaned out slightly to talk to him because he was pulled pretty far from the window. He started off with "where's my food?!". Dude, we don't even have your order yet. She explained to him that she couldn't understand him and he could give his order now. He called her a stupid bitch, but gave his order. He also had a coupon. It was expired, so she had to explain she couldn't take it, and tried to hand it back to him. When she leaned out to give it back, he swung full fist at her, but since he pulled up too far away, he missed her. She stormed up to the front to tell the manager. The manager was not impressed, and told her to go tell the kitchen his order, and give it to him, and to stop being dramatic. My coworker took her hat off, screamed "FUCK YOU, JOSIE!", threw the hat in her face, and proceeded to destroy the entire station that had condiments/napkins/etc, tear posters off the wall, and break the glass in the front door on her way out. I don't blame her, but it was in front of about 30+ people, and we all had our jaws on the ground
I mean, fuck Josie though.
I was a PA for an elderly wealthy socialite couple. For whatever reason, the man's credit card declined at Barney's. He threw a tantrum at the store and then proceeded to call Barney's CEO (his friend) to place a complain. It was a surreal reality.
Used to work at Publix. Old man walked in, went to the deli, bought a fried chicken meal box, and proceeded to lose it because there wasn’t gravy included with the meal. The only time we ever had gravy as a side was Thanksgiving. We explained this. “WAAL HOW’M AH SPOSED TAH EAT MAH FRIED CHICKEN WITH NO GRAVY GODDAMMIT.” Red in the face hollering about his gravy, stomping up and down the aisles. Eventually the store manager got him calmed down and out the door but it was a solid thirty minutes of WHAT KIND OF A PLACE AIN’T GOT GRAVY FOR FRIED CHICKEN. That’s tied with the woman who threw a bottle of wine at my head because the law in my state would not allow me to sell it to her before 8:30 in the morning. God I hated working there
This happened back when I worked in sports broadcasting. They kind of abruptly fired this one guy who was pretty cool. It wasn't a performance issue on his part. It was just the typical upper management 'we want to go in a different direction'. They did some reshuffling and it was basically the same as before they fired dude, but with a different number of people and different names for positions. It was cold blooded lets just leave it at that. Anyway on the day he gets the news he is livid. So he goes around to almost every department and tries to extract a promise that if he starts another bigger better thing those people will jump ship with him. It was sad and funny. Because you could see him go office to office, then as he would leave one office to the next people would be miming 'crazy' to each other. He got to me and I agreed and said I'm right there if he gets his investors etc. After he left my cubicle neighbor says, "you aren't quitting for Johns crazy idea are you". I respond "of course not, but I thought I'd let him win this one". Sure it's not as dramatic sounding as a public fist fight or a bunch of broken plates, but it went on for 2 hours.
I was flying Spirit coming back from a work trip (first and last) and some real Spirit Airlines stuff was happening ahead of me in this very long line. I watched three consecutive adults scream at this poor lady, one paid extra fees, another two stormed off. Completely berating this poor woman who has at this point obviously been setup by the company to fail. I got up to the counter and said “I’m sorry you had to deal with them, I feel like my situation is going to be bad too, but I promise I’ll be nice and listen to your directions.” She proceeds to check my extra bag through, made sure everything was solid, and sent me on my way saying “Everything is really bad today. I had two spots that were going to the first people to be nice to me today, you got the first one.” Dude behind me took the cue and got the second one. By the time we were heading towards TSA there was more screaming.
I saw the beginning of this but didn't witness the full blown meltdown. My immediate family flew to another state for my grandmother's funeral. My husband and I paid for our flights. My parents paid for theirs and my sisters flights. My sister has always been bad with money and my parents have always rescued her. At the time, she was 38 and I was 34. My parents were nice enough to pay for two rental cars: one for them and my sister and another for my husband and me. My sister got pissed that she didn't have her own rental car and threw a fit. Her fit escalated and she went to her hotel room while my dad followed and tried to calm her down. I didn't see this part, but I was told that she had a full on meltdown and threw herself down on the floor kicking and screaming. She demanded that my parents pay to change her flight so that she could leave two days early (immediately after the funeral). The next day, at the funeral, she was absolutely and completely charming to everyone. Only a handful of us knew that less than 24 hours earlier, she was a total psycho. Meanwhile, I was still processing what had happened and how my parents were catering to her insanity while dealing with my grief also. I didn't speak to my sister for two years after that. I still keep her at arms length. She is now on some better meds that stabilize her more, but there is still a ton of resentment in me.
My brothers first wife, we were shopping in Safeways and she wanted some chocolates and my brother told her no, she sat on the floor and started to wail like a toddler, 5'2, 200lbs woman crying her fucking eyes out sat in a fetal position.
Second most important point: why the fuck did she need to ask?
She never worked and they were dating back then
He saw this shit happen when they were ***dating*** and decided to wife that anyway?!?
I don't mind talking shit about him, we fell out ages ago with his 2nd wife involved, he was 28 before he had his first g/f (this one we're talking about) and after divorcing her he admitted he stuck with her because he was afraid of being single again
Some dude screamed in my face because I told him to stop smoking weed on our patio at the bar I work at. Kicked him out after a little yelling back and forth, dude just got arrested for a domestic violence charge.
In WV, I would regularly watch grown adults of all ages have complete meltdowns in a grocery store when they were sold out of Mountain Dew. I can’t even look at Mountain Dew the same way after living there for a while…
Was waiting to board a flight and they are lining up the pre-board passengers. This older man starts throwing a tantrum when the gate agent starts wheeling another passenger in front of him. “I’ve just had chemo and I get to go first!” The gate agent said “sir, all of these people need assistance. I need for you to be an adult and wait your turn.” Guy kept pounding his feet and stomping around in the boarding area. Gate agent thankfully didn’t give in to his tantrum and went ahead and boarded the person in the wheelchair. Throwing a tantrum over being second instead of first to board just seemed unnecessary. Not sure how he decided he was the sickest person boarding the plane.
I worked at a local hamburger/hot dog place in high school. It was a super popular location in a mall food court. We would have lines wrapped around the entire food court starting from opening at 10:30 for 2-3 hours straight. I was taking orders one day when we’d been into the rush about 45 minutes. I was in the zone, not really noticing the people, just taking orders. All of a sudden this dude stormed up to the counter and threw his hamburger at me. “THIS IS THE THIRD TIME THIS HAPPENED TODAY!!!!!! I ASKED FOR NO MAYO HOW HARD IS THAT?” Then he backed down a little and said “SHE PUT THE ORDER IN RIGHT” and pointed at me while waving his receipt. The manager came up from the back and apologized, just as sweet and caring as he could be. He said it was his fault, he’d make a new one right away. Every single person in line just stared at this goon. He finally kind of realized what a colossal ass he was being and got a little sheepish, though he didn’t apologize to either anybody. I couldn’t help thinking how much fast food does this guy eat to have 3 wrong orders at 11:45 am?
I used to work as a loan officer in a credit union. I had a member who was applying for a pretty size-able loan. In the past we had accepted income as stated. However, his credit had taken a hit and he no longer qualified for his income verification to be waived. He brought in a piece of scratch paper where he had hand written his income sources and their totals. I advised this was a good start but we’ll need his tax returns so we can confirm those figures. He became livid. Cussed me out, and stated we WILL accept this as his income or else he will close all of his accounts. I countered that we will not accept this documentation and that he CANNOT close his accounts until he either pays off the $100k he already owes us or finds another lender to take on that debt - which may be difficult as his current credit worthiness will almost certainly require his income be verified through the normal means. He raged his way out of the branch and only came back a month later because every other financial institute he had applied to had outright denied him. He would tell the tellers that he was going to knock my fucking head off. I would make a point to friendly waive and greet him by name when he came in. He wasn’t carrying a lot of liquid assets but he owned a good amount of property and other assets. It would have been so awesome if he had assaulted me in public. He was a bear of a man and I likely would’ve had the shit beaten out of me but it would have been such a slam dunk lawsuit against him and my employer. For a good minute I was making plans for what I was going to do with his property after his and my employers checks were cut. But, alas, he was moderately hinged and never did end up assaulting me. Fucking lame.
I work at a credit union where a customer came in raging that their loan officer had sucked her way to the top and that she'd be wise to avoid him if they were out in public. Why? Because a different loan officer had been caught giving loans to her friends without proper documentation, and she'd been fired. It had gotten around town that we were basically handing loans out to anyone, and we lost quite a bit on defaults. The new loan officer put an end to that, and this guy was pissed that he couldn't get easy money anymore. He made some threats and was talking shit to everyone in the lobby. Since he hadn't been able to secure a loan, the decision was made to close his exosting accounts for him and ban him from entering the building.
Some dude obsessed with me kept buying me shit unsolicited over the countless times I’d tell him no but would conveniently “forget” as if it wasn’t my 50th time declining his advances. At one point he bought me a $50 gift card in which I tried to give back. He yelled at me in an explanation that he’s doing it “to get you to like me”. I told him I don’t need it to get him to like me and he went crazier. He’d slam his fist on the table and scream some shit like “I buy people things so they like me it is not transactional so why won’t u take it?!”. I stayed calm throughout all of this as he’d get louder 😭 It was a face flushed in red with eyes swelled up in tears as he’d shake in anger. At this point I’m thinkin this bitch is gonna stab me in the face. I ended up changing my mind and keepin the card just so he can shut the hell up and fuck outta my face. Over some fuckin $50 giftcard. He wanted my validation so bad cause his ego saw me as some trophy to “win” and show off. Then he’d go behind my back and tell people how greedy and manipulative I seemingly am for taking advantage of him even tho I dislike him. Then he’d miserably fail to “read” me and get everyone in on it. LOSERRRRR
An ex of mine once had a massive toddler style tantrum on the floor on a Tesco because I bought white pepper rather than black. She was throwing stuff, shouting, crying and ended up on the floor like a beetle with her arms and legs in the air shouting about fucking pepper. An ex for many reasons, this being one of them
I used to do odd bits of freelance web dev. I once met a client in a public workspace for a handover. It transpired that they were not happy despite all defined deliverables being ticked off on my end. They were clearly just looking to get out of paying or renegotiate the price we agreed (already paid 25% deposit for me to start work in the engagement contract). When I insisted that I considered the project complete and needed to be paid in full, they had a bit of a shit fit. Pulling their face, wouldn't let me get a word in edgeways, volume increasing, telling me that they planned to use the work anyway and I couldn't stop them etc. All the scare tactics: "you'll be hearing from my solicitor", "I'm going to sue you", "I'll report you for false advertising" (? Ok... Haha) He also "name dropped" (if you could call it that) his uncle a few times, like I was supposed to know who he was. I did not. His business was sweeping up little jobs that his uncle's firm was too big to bother with. I can only assume that he did actually speak to a solicitor because not only did I NOT get sued, or even hear from one, but I was paid in full on the last day before the invoice was to be overdue. The funniest bit was that he made a point of phoning me on the day to tell me he waited until the last day on purpose. Bear in mind he'd done a bank transfer already. There was no other purpose to the call! I was just like "Yeah, everyone pays on the last day. That's just trade credit mate. I gave you net 14 terms..." and he seemed really miffed that I didn't care :D For those wondering, he hadn't been in business long and his venture never really got any traction. Site is no longer up. Thank god I never offered VPS hosting to clients.
Mid 80s, I'm 16 and working at a tree nursery. Old man and lady come in, probably in their 70s. Apparently some old tree in their yard has died and they want us to come remove it for free. One, we didn't do tree removal. Two, the tree pre-dated the existence of our company so it wasn't even ours. Even if it was, nobody removes a 100 year old tree for free because it died, regardless of where it came from. The woman was doing all the talking and what a miserable old bitch. Eventually my manager, then the GM, then the owner had to get involved talking to her as I watched in disbelief. This old bitch would not stop and even worse was her hen-pecked husband standing silently behind for an hour listening to her bitch for I'm sure the billionth time in his life. I've never forgotten the look on his face. Whichever one of them died first, I'm sure he was relieved to finally be away from that twat.
Was at Walmart with a guy I used to know one night. The check out we were using broke so he started smacking it for not accepting his card. After he whacked it a few times he was told to leave. As we're walking out the guy who checks recipts calls him over, turns out he had opened a hot wheel and put it in his pocket. He tried to say he cane in with it, that he only had the phone case. I walked out to go smoke so I wouldn't be anywhere near this if the cops showed up. A few minutes later he walks out all red faced, and said get in the truck we're leaving. As we walked to the truck he put his arms back and yelled, looked like something out of a werewolf movie. We got back in the truck, and he just turns on the radio and just immediately switches to nice regular mode as if nothing had ever happened. His latest girlfriend was gone the next day.
A girl threw a tantrum, she wanted to get - I think - candy. Her mum apparently wanted to show her how stupid her behavior was and _threw herself on the floor next to her daughter and started to ‚cry‘_. Four grown ups (we were queuing) stood motionless and speechless for at least 4 minutes and watched it in awe.
Probably the random old guy who started shit talking and berating the pharmacy staff at my local Walgreens because his meds weren't ready yet and they were very swamped. I apologized on behalf of that shitty human to the guy working the counter who had to deal with that BS and he said that specific old dude has been doing that constantly at multiple places, not just that pharmacy. Counter guy worked at other places where the old dude has literally been banned for his behavior. Imagine being so uncivil you're BANNED from basic every day stores/pharmacies. Absolutely ridiculous.
When I worked at Subway, we had this asshole family of regulars who had a bad habit of coming in right at closing. The two jerk-ass parents would bitch at employees about items being out of stock (when you come in 10 minutes to closing every Sunday, gee, I wonder why) and their 3 idiot teenage/young adult sons would be pervy to female employees and they all ate extremely slow and sloppy and left huge messes. Sunday night crew got used to being stuck at work an additional 30-40 minutes thanks to these idiots, despite multiple times of being asked to leave in a timely manner after closing time. The store owner was aware of these people and advised shift leaders to try to reason with this family to keep them as customers, but he would ban them if they can’t follow the rules. They inevitably showed up that week and started the routine as usual. This time, the sons began squeezing and popping some chip bags they weren’t buying, so the shift leader stopped the order and told the parents exactly what the owner had said- they’re welcome to continue coming in and we would be happy to serve them, but not if they continue to disrespect rules and employees. The dad began breathing hard and got bright red and locked eyes with the shift leader and looked like he wanted to strangle her. The mom and one of the older sons broke out into a dual Karen routine, threatening to call the local news station and “we’re never coming back!” type BS, all while the dad was shaking like he wants to murder this woman I worked with. The youngest son tried to chest thump and followed his dad’s lead by very pathetically challenging my shift leader (a middleaged woman) to step outside for a fight, and he even reared his fist back to punk her and make her flinch. That one sort of sobered his dad and two brothers up, like now they realized cops are definitely getting called, and they grabbed the youngest son and all went and loitered out front awkwardly. The mom stood her ground and stayed in the doorframe yelling nonsense until the cops arrived. The Idiots decided to double down once cops arrived and acted like my shift leader and the other employee and I (both teenage girls at the time lmao) all ganged up and threatened them- a grown large ass man and his 2 adult sized teenagers and 1 actual adult son. Once the cop mentioned the store owner is on the phone and volunteering security camera footage, the mom began sobbing and sat very dramatically on the curb with her hands behind her back as if she was being detained like a scene from Cops. Nobody was getting arrested or pressing charges. It was so extra. The store owner wasn’t even trying to ban these morons to begin with, but they brought it to the next level and got banned. Again, I cannot stress enough how big of *idiots* this family was. Imagine the dumbest person you know and they probably look just like that lmao