(Half suck, half WTF)

I work in a well known animal friendly cosmetics shop, and yesterday was my first day back after six months away (I only work there during uni holidays).

For background; a few years ago, Head Office decided our big draw was gonna be makeup and skincare, so as such we have to be wearing at least five items of visible makeup (e.g. eyeshadow, eyeliner, blush and lipgloss), as if we were working behind a makeup counter at a department store. Yes, we look overdone. No, none of the girls (at my store at least) particularly like it. But it is in the job description. This is relevant to my story.

Yesterday, I was hoping to ease back into the whole thing, but instead, the manager rang in sick, so I was bumped up to supervisor for the day, and they sent in a fairly new girl to help me out. That caused a buttload of pain to start with, but to top it, about 10 minutes before closing, this happened:


tl;dr - Woman comes into shop demanding complex list detailing every single fairtrade ingredient we use. We don't have it. She refuses to believe this and essentially says that because I am wearing makeup, I am too stupid to know what I'm talking about. She then bitches about the fact that we ignored her and locked her in ('kept her against her will') even though that's a perfectly standard thing to do if a customer is in a shop after closing time.

Ugh.

Your friendly neighborhood usher here, working at your local theater with the lovely merirustryfe. Batman came out, and it seems there are more crazies then usual this weekend. I don't have anything from yesterday, as they sent me home early, but never fear, my six hour shift Friday afternoon was chalk full o' nuts.

I 'work' volunteer work at a local art gallery..type.. thing. Basically it has souvenirs hand-made by locals, artwork, second-hand clothes, and books. This is relevant because I don't have any type of dress rules here, except for common sense, like don't wear a shirt that says anything racist/religionist/otherwise offensive, y'know.

So today, I had two rings in my labret piercing, a 14gauge and an 18gauge. I think it looks kinda cool, and I don't really mind what other people think of it. This lady, however, was slightly strange about it.

Lady: ..omfg your lip. Do you have two rings in there?
Me: Ye-
Lady: Omg does it huuuurt? ):
Me: Nope, it's quite comfo-
Lady: I bet that hole is really loose from shoving all that in there.
Me: *fights back my habit of saying 'that's what she said' incessantly*
Lady: *reaches over and tries to pull on it*

..Excuse me, wtf are you doin' thar?! D:
I just don't see what pulling on my lip ring would accomplish. Wtf, lady.

Over in seattle, last week, a post was made by schmuckythecat about the "Traffic Circle Killa". The "Traffic Circle Killa" is a man that goes by the name of Brian Keith Brown who was wanted in connection with an assault that resulted in the death of a 60-year-old South Seattle man. (1)

Within the post, verybadlady offers her opinion on the man, who MURDERED an older man-

ooo he's hot. (2)

A COUPLE DAYS LATER.......

moonrock posts a followup post about how the "Traffic Circle Killa" turned himself in for MURDER. (3)

Within the post mercuryfading and quietgrrl states their piece about the suspect, who MURDERED someone -

Daaaaamn he is a good looking man. (4)

I agree, he is a nice looking young gentleman. (5)

To which moonrock points out

you can do better. a guy who hasn't murdered someone. on video. i promise. you can find a guy with pretty eyes who hasn't murdered someone. POSITIVE. (6)

So.........Do you this he is HOT or Not? Any of you pen pals with Scott Peterson?

Hey all,

I have a Baker Turnout Sheet For Sale, never even made it out of the bag onto my horse.
Size 80.
Dover and SmartPak sell it for ~$130 plus shipping.

$120/Best Offer with free standard shipping.
Please email shane217@hotmail.com if you are interested.

Details on the sheet can be found here:
http://www.smartpakequine.com/ProductClass.aspx?productclassid=3992&cmPreserveSource=true&cmPreserveCategory=true

I also have a Circle Y, Custom Made Arab Western Show Saddle. Size 15 seat. Dark oil, absolutely gorgeous, comes with one eared headstall. Price tag was originally $3500-4000, I am willing to entertain *reasonable* offers. Saddle was ridden in twice and has been kept in temp controlled house and lovingly kept up. Pickup in Boston, MA or buyer to pay for shipping.

Over in anti_feminism, hortensio posts an entry about the practice of eating clay when pregnant (which is widespread in parts of Africa and Asia). (1)

While many commenters see the practice as harmful to the mother and the child and point out the poverty situation of the area, puf_almighty pops in and offers a solution to everyone's problems:

Christ, dude. Every time I read about Africa it's always WARS WARS REBELS ATROCITIES STARVATION CHILD SOLDIERS RAPE. People can't eat... man, fuck it. Carpet bomb the place with CONDOMS. And BIRTH CONTROL. There's no reason to keep making more babies in hell, but if you get the population low enough they'll just have to do something other than kill each other, right? At least you won't be bringing innocent kids into that place...Seriously, people should have so many condoms there that they're coming up with alternate industry using surplus condoms. "I'm going to the condom fields to gather materials to weave into a raincoat."...Well, stealthily applied contraceptives, like laced in the free food, would accomplish the goal, right? (2) (3) (4)

Some more (and actually somewhat civil) debate occurs in the thread.

What do you think? How would you solve Africa's population problems? What do you think abou t the practice of eating clay? Should the area be bombed with condoms and pills??

edit-sorry, did not see it on sf_d as i don't follow that community as closely. keeping it here for those who didn't read it there, i guess. but it's strange because it more meets the s_f criteria (unlocked, etc), not the other way around...which is why i did not expect it to show up in another place already

Our take-away pizzas are $10. Some regular customers rang up and ordered 8 pizzas and two pastas. When they arrive to pick them up, I total up the order, but they don't want to pay that way. Instead, they hand me a $50 and a $20 and here's where the confusion starts.
"That's for four pizzas." Right. 4 pizzas @ $10 each makes a total of $40. But I've been handed $70. What would you do?
I use the $50 note to pay for 4 pizzas, and go to hand them $10 change plus their original $20. They look confused. No, no, this is all wrong. They wanted to use the $20 to pay for 2 pizzas and the $50 to pay for another 2 pizzas.
Right. Sorry. Must have forgotten to eat my mind-reading-skills-pizza that night.
So I redo the transaction and they're happy now, even though I could have just given them the right change in the first place. They then proceed to do another two transactions to pay for the order, giving me $50s each time and cleaning me out of change.
I get so annoyed when this happens. No, this wasn't a scam, my guess is that they were sharing with friends and their friends had given them money to pay for the food. All of them. All with $50 notes. But by the time I'd gone through the first two transactions, I couldn't turn around and tell them "no, I can't keep splitting these transactions".
Frustrating.

Just to top the night off, the door on our toilet didn't lock properly, and I didn't notice. This turned out to be a bad idea, because a customer walked in on me. Rather embarrassing. Always check the lock, folks!

I'll never get why people allow other people to treat kids like this, especially if said other people aren't anywhere near related to said kids. I was standing in line a few months back with my brother to see Horton Hears a Who (mock us if you will since we're both in our twenties. XD) and were standing behind this teenage couple and whom I assumed was the girl's little sister (who was probably 6 or 7). This is what was overheard:

Guy: ::talking to girlfriend:: I don't even know why you brought her along.
Girl: I'm taking care of her today.
Guy: ::disgruntled tone:: So what're we watching?
Little Sister: Can we go see Horton Hears a Who?
Guy: NO. We're gonna see Never Back Down.
Little Sister: But... it's too violent. Can we see Horton Hears a Who?
Guy: I AIN'T SEEING NO #*$& HORTON HEARS A WHO! We're #*&$^ seeing Never Back Down!
Little Sister: But I don't like fighting.
Guy: You're gonna see the movie that *I* wanna see, or I'm @*#& selling you to some pimp on the streets for !*#& $2.50!

By this time, said girlfriend and older sister hasn't said a word to even defend her own flesh and blood, and boyfriend storms up to the counter and even cusses out the ticket agent to give them three for Never Back Down.

As they walk inside, the jaws of my brother, the ticket agent and my own couldn't be any lower. Poor kid.

dear customer,
I'm sorry we don't accept dollars but you're in ENGLAND and we use pounds.
no love,
eric

Over in dog_lovers, a perfectly fine post is made, with rhapsodical78 making a poll, asking members what their favorite types of dogs are. One of the possible answers is 'Bully breeds.'

kmd gets a bit offended, since she thinks bully breeds mean that any dogs that are mean. However, it's when it's explained to her that it means pit bulls, staffies, etc, that's when she REALLY flips the fuck out.

Common or not, I don't like it.

No, I am not kidding you. I know that it can be an extension of the word "bull." But if you had lived around people who use those dogs as weapons, you wouldn't be so casual. It's just really not ok that these dogs get used and treated the way they do. And calling them "bully" dogs playfully makes their treatment a playful thing.

Well, all right, let's get to changing all of these breed names. Let's see, I'll take the Staffordshire Bull Terrier and the English Bulldog. Who wants to work at renaming the American Bulldog and Bull Terrier?

 Dear Lady;
It isn't anyone's fault but your own that you forgot to pick up four bags of your groceries, especially when the lady who served you reminded you that your groceries were on the other register next to her because the rest of your groceries had taken up all her packing room. She told you they were there and you forgot, which makes this your fault. She didn't intentionally hide them somewhere you wouldn't see them just so she could rip you off or steal your groceries. It sucks that you didn't realise you were missing three bags of meat and one bag of vegetables until you got home. Somehow I'm sure that if I spent around $50 on meat and didn't pack them into the back of my car I'd notice and want to know where my meat went. I understand that when you ring up an hour and a half later wondering where your groceries are you're going to be upset because you obviously bought them for a reason and now you're without them. However it is not possible for us to drive them out to you when you live in the next town an hour away. We wouldn't be able to drive them out to you even if you lived down the road. I don't know how you get off expecting us to drive an hour away when there is a major grocery store that needs to be run. We don't hire staff to do grocery runs when people leave things behind, and everyone who is working already has a job to do. Home delivery is not a service we offer, and yelling into the phone for twenty minutes because you forgot your groceries does not solve any problems. Denying that the cashier mentioned your groceries on the other register when you're told that she did doesn't solve any problems either. Us check out chicks make mistakes, but we don't lie about them, and we're used to people leaving things behind and we try so hard to make sure that people always take their groceries. I would have loved nothing more in that moment to be the one to tell you where to stick your demands about us driving your groceries out to you but that's just rude. Unfortunately, being the customer means that you are alaways right, even when you're just plain wrong, so we offered you a $30 gift card to compensate for the cost of petrol so that you could drive back in to pick up the groceries that you forgot. But then, an hour later when you come to me and ask for your groceries, I go to get your gift card to process it and you walk off. I have to chase you to give you your petrol money, which was the very reason you were all antsy in the first place. I'm sure that it was your intention to not take the offer so that you could complain to head office about us (who incidentally, wouldn't do anything about your complaint because you left your groceries behind, we didn't try to steal them) because we offered something and "pursposely" didn't give it to you. So in exchange for your self caused troubles you get free groceries or free petrol, whatever you see fit to spend your gift card on, but you still complain. Never fear, your name has gone down in the black book of customers, just like that guy who yelled and yelled over oranges. Ah well, no matter how rude you are I'm still going to smile and wish you a nice day.

Over in grandrapidsmi, my fair city, nelanj makes a post saying, "I rode the bus last night and I was the only white person! Why is everyone so racist?" Because you know, riding the bus is such a sad, unfortunate thing. She edits her post to add a disclaimer that this may have been an isolated "incident." She finishes with a bald eagle standing in front of an American flag shedding a single tear.

nelanj is immediately accused of being a troll, but doesn't know the meaning of the word.

panda_parfait wonders out loud if we need Affirmative Action quotas for buses, which nelanj takes entirely seriously.

When riot_gurl_86 asks why she was uncomfortable in that situation, she says it's sad how professionals only ride the bus during the day. She also expresses fury that banks aren't open 24 hours a day.

biatchyhoney jumps in and we begin with the character attacks and personal journal trolling! nelanj apparently went to biatchyhoney's journal and copypasta'd some completely random, unrelated, out-of-context personal attack and a bonus e-lawyer threat just to point out what a meanie she is.

Keep your eyes open for nelanj's upcoming book on the racial divide in America.

ETA: She's got it figured out! The problem is that black people love drugs, are angry, and are unwilling to help themselves.

Thank you to all who answered my sale question yesterday I deleted it just because I didn't want to get into trouble!

Instead I'll just ask your advice on the situation, since I hate making decisions but I truly believe I am making the best one here!

I am a novice rider and my horse is really not a novice ride, I'm 5 foot 5 and he is 17.3hh and he is a showjumper and I don't jump, he sometimes bucks from excitement and I can't sit bucks, he gets annoyed if you are off balance and I am very unbalanced. See a trend here? lol

So I tried for 2 years to work with him and he has come a long way with me, and is a FANTASTIC horse but I just know I wont get the most and he wont get anything from me! My teacher competes him at the moment, so really I want to sell him to someone who would keep him on my yard and then I could still see him jump etc. But the real question is:

My yard owner said if I sell him, I could buy this:



He is adorable, he really is. He is a fast little horse, about 16hh and behaves so well, he really does! He has a rather slow walk but a lovely trot and a really fast canter and a great gallop. He doesn't buck or rear as far as I know and although I'll look into this all, does not seem to have any vices and children and adults both ride him. He is a school horse at the moment but she would sell him to me.
I could get on him any day and do anything I like, which at the moment I can't do on my boy.

What do you think?
I know I'll be devastated to see Oats go but I never ride him because I come off and don't have the confidence. What do you think is best?

I work at McDonalds... I would like to think that a 4 year old could understand our menu...but not even adults can.

First WTF:

Lady - What is your sweet tea?

Me - It's...sweet...tea.....

Lady - Oh...so, that has...sugar in it?

Me - yes....

Lady - OH THEN NO I DON'T WANT THAT.


What was she expecting it to have in it? 



Second WTF:

Lady - What kind of flurrys do you have?

Me - Oreo, Reeses, Snickers, and M&M

Lady - What comes in the Snickers flurry?

Me - Snickers....

Lady - Hmmm

Me - ..It's just the ice cream and the candy bar chopped up

Lady - Ohhhhhhhh I guess I'll take that then. 



Third WTF:

Guy - What is the sausage biscuit?

Me - A buscuit with sausage on it.

Guy - OH OKAY 

When people ask questions like this, I'm not really sure how to answer them? It's like they are expecting this hidden ingredient or something. Am I just being rude or are they just incredibly stupid?

Poll #1226431 Which one is better
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: None

Come on, pic one.

So... yeah, my last video sucked. I'm on some sort of roll this weekend. As an attempt to make up for it, I present a compilation of people being electrocuted and shocked, accompanied by some horrible 80's song I'm too young to remember.

Note: This has pretty much everything.
idiots
small fury creatures
airplanes
one hot air balloon
more idiots
a fucking elephant on fire
and a couple more idiots.

Witnessed suck at Mickey D's.

Tonight coming home from a party I wanted fries, as you do. So I pull into McDonald's around 2:15 a.m. It's fairly busy, as it's one of the few places open 24/7, and there are about five cars ahead of me.

Directly ahead of me is a pickup truck. I can hear the guy inside yelling, because his window is down and so is mine. At first I thought he was arguing with somebody on a cell phone, but soon enough it became clear that he was ranting at the line. AT THE TOP OF HIS VOICE. It sounded something like this:

"FUCK you. FUCK you. Think I'm gonna wait in your FUCKIN line. FUCK you. FUCK you. Goddamnit think I'm gonna wait in this goddamn line. FUCK you. FUCK you. FUCK you. FUCK you. Let's move things along, goddammit. FUCK you. FUCK you."

You get the idea. Each "FUCK" was delivered with really hate-spitting venom. I yelled "Hey, shut up!" out the window. He didn't seem to hear me. I tried again a little later, but he didn't react.

I was getting kinda freaked out. He was working himself up into a frenzy of hate. Was he going to get up to the window and unleash holy hell on the hapless window-guy? He seriously seemed like the kind of guy who'd pull out a shotgun and start blasting away. I was actually committing his license plate to memory in case he did something awful and drove away. I can't even tell you how disturbing his non-stop tirade was.

And then, when he got up to the window? He calmly paid, collected his food and left without so much as a word.

I guess this isn't really a customer_suck because he didn't abuse the employees. But I sure wasn't happy having to listen to him scream FUCK YOU eighty bajillion times while I waited for my fries.

Hello. Long time no post. Sadly, I'm still working at the concession stand at my local movie theater. There is a full moon this week, and I seriously believe that this causes people to be absolutely batshit insane, especially when it comes to going out into public.

A little background info about my concession stand. We have a few combo deals, all of which come with a popcorn, a soda, and a candy in various matching sizes (medium combo comes with medium popcorn and drink, etc.).

Today I got a big spender who was exceptionally dumb.

Me: Just trying to do my job.
DL: Dumb lady

DL: I'd like five Coke Icees, please.
Me: *gets those* Anything else?
DL: Two medium drinks...and two medium combos.
Me: The combos come with drinks. Do you want the two medium drinks as part of the combos, or do you want two medium drinks in addition to the combos?
DL: *gives me this blank look and than says snottily* I don't know! Whatever's cheapest!
Me: (Well, it IS cheaper to have the drinks be part of the combos, but if she needs the two extra drinks...Oh, whatever, if she needs more drinks, she can tell me) *gets her the two medium popcorns and two medium drinks and has her pick candies for the combos*

She didn't ask me for any other drinks, and then she paid. But then AFTER she paid...

DL: Oh...these weren't even the popcorns that I wanted! I wanted the BIG ones! *points to large popcorns*

...Then why did she even say she wanted two medium combos??? She clearly had no idea what a medium combo was. Also, way to tell me you wanted a different popcorn size AFTER already paying. They were right there, and you watched me grab the two medium bags when there were larger ones right above them. WHYYYYY didn't you stop me right then and there and tell me you wanted larges??

That brings up another pet peeve of mine. Why don't people READ the menu? We have one! It says the price of every item, and it says what's in each of the combos... Yet people continually ask me about things that they can look up and easily read for themselves. And they bitch and complain about the prices after I've already rung them up. You can SEE that a water is $4.75 before you even ORDER it, so stop YELLING at me about it! I get paid minimum wage! Cry me a freaking river!

That is all. *bow*