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A Bark As Bad As The Bite
JEWELRY STORE | FRANCE | BAD BEHAVIOR
(It’s a very busy week in our shop. My colleague and I are running to keep up. A customer enters the shop, and we both salute him politely. The customer mumbles something and snaps his fingers at my colleague. She manages to smile at him as she answers:)

Colleague: “I will be with your shortly, sir. Just a minute, please!”

(The customer huffs again and turns to me. This time, he doesn’t just snap his fingers, he whistles as you would call a dog before pointing at the ground in front of him. My answer? I bark at him before smiling sweetly.)

Me: “Sir, if you treat us like dogs, be ready to be answered by b****es. Please leave.”

(All the other customers applauded when he left!)

HOOLY BOOLY posted:

Because your average smart phone can open an Excel spreadsheet.

Kalos posted:

That's the least-stupid part of this story. Mine was came with one that could open them pre-installed.

HOOLY BOOLY posted:

Because your average smart phone can open an Excel spreadsheet.

dregan posted:

Back in 2002 you could even text from spreadsheets

Khazar-khum posted:

N. Senada posted:

Is that from The Wire?

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Filled With Creamy Justice
Donut Shop | USA | Bigotry, Food & Drink

Customer: “I’d like a donut.”
Me: “What kind would you like?”
Customer: *points out the donut* “But use tongs to pick it up.”
Me: “Tongs?”
Customer: “I don’t want anything touched by your white hands.”
Me: “Okay…”
(I use the tongs, and complete the sale.)
Customer: *takes bite of donut* “This is good.”
Me: “I made it fresh this morning. With my white hands.”

My Lovely Horse posted:

Doesn't even work in French. And you know they weren't speaking English.

My Lovely Horse posted:

Doesn't even work in French. And you know they weren't speaking English.

razorrozar posted:

Why is there so much poo poo on NAR that boils down to " white people get discriminated against too "?

Swedish hotels have surprisingly generous but capricious double booking policies posted:

(I work in the front desk at a hotel. I have a small handicap which makes my back look a little wavy, but it’s no obstacle in normal life. We have more reservations than we have rooms. There are several concerts in the city, and all hotels located within 10 miles from the city are fully booked. When this happens, the hotel is responsible to find rooms in the same or better category on other hotels. I have managed to book the last available room at our neighbor hotel. It’s starting to get very late, and I have only one check-in left, a couple from Italy. At 10:30 pm they arrive.)

Me: “Welcome to [Hotel]. Did you have a pleasant flight?”

(The couple looks angry towards me before the wife answers.)

Wife: *in very bad English* “I want my room now, and my luggage should be carried up!”

Me: “I am very sorry to say that we are fully booked today, but I have some very good news for you. I have managed to find a room for you on the hotel right across the street!”

(The couple looks at each other and they both start yelling at me in Italian. I am Scandinavian, so I only know English and Swedish, but I can sense that the words are not well meant and nice words.)

Me: “I’m so sorry. I don’t speak Italian, but I will gladly help you to move the luggage to the neighbor hotel.”

(The couple don’t give a d*** about what I’m trying to tell them. So, I just smile and pretend like everything is normal. My shift ends at 11 pm and the guests have now been standing in the front desk for almost ten minutes with constant yelling and screaming. Suddenly I feel a hand touching my shoulder from behind. It’s the night shift clerk who has arrived, and he wants to tell me something in the back office.)

Night Shift Clerk: “Do you know what they are telling you?”

Me: “No, but I have a strange feeling that it is not kind words.”

Night Shift Clerk: “Let me take care of this.”

(He enters the front desk.)

Night Shift Clerk: “I’m very sorry about my colleague. He has done everything in his power to help you. Let me make one thing clear…”

(The Italian couple stops screaming for a second, and looks at my colleague.)

Night Shift Clerk: *in fluent Italian* “I forgot to mention that I speak fluent Italian. I have been in the back office the entire time, and I’ve been listening to every word you said to my colleague. It may be true that the customer is always right, but when you call someone a crooked dwarf, just because they look different, you don’t deserve any kind of good treatment. Earlier my colleague tried to tell you that we had managed to book the biggest suite at the neighbor hotel for a total cost of $5000, and you would have gotten it for free. At our hotel you have booked a standard room for $100. So, I’m very happy to say that you are going to sleep in the streets tonight. I just called the other hotel and cancelled the room. You have two minutes to get out of here before I call the police. You won’t be able to find room anywhere tonight. All the hotels are fully booked. Have a nice life!”

(The couple stand quiet in shock, and looked at my colleague with embarrassment. I later came out and escorted them to the streets. Later I heard that they tried to contact the hotel manager, but he only confirmed what we said and told them to get off our property!)

FrozenVent posted:

Chienne's not as commonly used as a pejorative in French, but it has the same meaning as it's English counterpart.

I'm not sure which part of the story wouldn't work in French.

My Lovely Horse posted:

The part that's easily looked up in dictionaries without context or any working knowledge of French I guess.

ibntumart posted:

Night Shift Clerk: *in fluent Italian* “I forgot to mention that I speak fluent Italian. I have been in the back office the entire time, and I’ve been listening to every word you said to my colleague. It may be true that the customer is always right, but when you call someone a crooked dwarf, just because they look different, you don’t deserve any kind of good treatment. Earlier my colleague tried to tell you that we had managed to book the biggest suite at the neighbor hotel for a total cost of $5000, and you would have gotten it for free. At our hotel you have booked a standard room for $100. So, I’m very happy to say that you are going to sleep in the streets tonight. I just called the other hotel and cancelled the room. You have two minutes to get out of here before I call the police. You won’t be able to find room anywhere tonight. All the hotels are fully booked. Have a nice life!”

Minarch posted:

Wait, if you only speak Swedish and English, then how did you interpret this ridiculous diatribe spoken in ~~fluent Italian~~?

Paladinus posted:

His imaginary colleague translated it to him in meticulous detail afterwards, obviously.

Blurred posted:

Not sure if this should be here or misogyny.txt. Man sends wife a spreadsheet of all the times she denied him sex:

BrigadierSensible posted:

2014-7-17 "Because you made an itemized spreadsheet of all the times you tried to bully me into sex, creepily remembering things I said more than a month ago"

The White Dragon posted:

I figure this particular case is that he's been keeping a "this is why I'm not having sex" diary, most people can't actually remember things that precisely.

Even then, is having good recall really that creepy? I have a crazy accurate event-based memory, you can't just wake up and switch it off

The White Dragon posted:

I figure this particular case is that he's been keeping a "this is why I'm not having sex" diary, most people can't actually remember things that precisely.

Even then, is having good recall really that creepy? I have a crazy accurate event-based memory, you can't just wake up and switch it off

nucleicmaxid posted:

No. But using it to slam your partner or try to shame her into sex is pretty much the height of creepiness.

Centripetal Horse posted:

Suck it up and have sex every few months?

Centripetal Horse posted:

The only thing this guy did remotely wrong was shipping her the spreadsheet with a whiny email instead of sitting down to talk to her about it.

Kugyou no Tenshi posted:

I'd just like to point out that the last part of her post on Reddit currently reads "Now he has cut contact". Not "now we're talking about it". If her story is true, then he sent her this spreadsheet and won't respond to her at all.

I'd also like to add that you sound just as hosed up as the people telling her to immediately cancel her work trip to go home and resolve the issue, or to prove she's not having an affair by immediately giving in to his next advance. You know, all the people who have led to her deleting literally every single comment on her thread because she's being told that this is all her fault. And as someone whose previous marriage did break down over a sudden lack of physical intimacy, holy poo poo gently caress you.

Blurred posted:

Not sure if this should be here or misogyny.txt. Man sends wife a spreadsheet of all the times she denied him sex:

Rudager posted:

Holy poo poo, that reddit thread, and the comments on that site, are loving terrible. I have no idea why I clicked on them.

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The only thing this guy did remotely wrong was shipping her the spreadsheet with a whiny email instead of sitting down to talk to her about it. That was kind of a dick move, but I can think of reasons for doing it that way. For instance, if she refuses to talk about the issue, he may not know how else to get her to acknowledge the problem. For some reason, stupid replies like the one you quoted are entirely acceptable, as long as we're making GBS threads on a guy. "Oh, he gathered empirical data to support his assertion that there is a problem in their marriage? Obviously he is a bullying, abusive rear end in a top hat. What kind of sick gently caress remembers things?"

Lack of sex in a marriage can obviously be a serious problem. It's also a sensitive issue. There's an excellent chance that if you just say, "We never have sex," you're going to get a bunch of, "That's not true/it's all in your head/you're exaggerating." I'd venture there's a pretty good chance this guy didn't start writing this poo poo down the first time his wife told him no.

The woman who claims her husband sent the spreadsheet even says it's unlike him. Well, then maybe there really is a problem.


Where do you get this poo poo? Do you know something about the text of the email that the rest of us don't? How is saying, "You are refusing sex nine times out of every ten I ask. Here is proof that this is not my imagination," some sort of shaming tactic? What's your non-creepy solution? Just start loving women on the side? Suck it up and have sex every few months? Serious question: are you married? If there's a problem in your marriage, do you just ignore it and hope it fixes itself? Have you really never experienced a relationship problem that became so frustrating that you handled it in a less-than-optimal manner?

I refer you once again to the fact that the wife admits her husband has never done anything like this, before. Do you believe he was suddenly overtaken by shithead demons, or do you think it's more likely that he has tried to address this problem in other ways and has not gotten anywhere?

Edit: vv Bullshit. That is not a solution. Also, it is not coercion to say, "I am not satisfied with this part of our relationship, and I would like it to change." It's laughable to pretend that "don't gently caress" is even a remotely reasonable way to address this problem. You really think that when one partner has 10x the sex drive of the other, he or she can just tone it down by 90% for the rest of his or her life? She doesn't have to screw the guy if she doesn't want to, but don't expect him to play along for the rest of his life, that's asinine.

Afraid of Audio posted:

i mean wow look at this poo poo

Yup, sounds like the standard surgeon pre-op discussion posted:

I have to get surgery soon, so today I met with the surgeon for my pre-op assessment. I’m thin, and as soon as he walked into the room, he told me how happy he was that I’m “not a fatty”, and that it’s really not that much harder or dangerous to operate on fat people, he just hates them because his first love was a fat girl and she rejected him. I explained to him that this was not okay and directed him to this blog. Just goes to show how prevalent and dangerous thin privilege is!

someone should tell the author that "and" is not a punctuation mark posted:

I went to see hamlet and the guy playing hamlet was rather cute and had a lot of shirtless scenes going on and so I stared at him and tried to make eye contact until he caught my eye and I wiggled my eyebrow and he broke character and smiled and after that I would catch him glancing my way and after the play was over he came into the lobby and pulled me into his dressing room and that is how I lost my virginity to someone with his own Wikipedia page

Hope Customer #2 is also a minor or else this STDH took a creepy turn posted:

(I am a short, 100 pound fifteen-year-old girl, and a lot of people try to intimidate me. I work in a fairly large bakery, with plenty of seats that are blocked off from the cashier.)

Customer #1: “Hi, can I get a brownie please?”

Me: “Sure thing!”

(I notice there is one, broken brownie left.)

Me: “If you like, ma’am, you can wait just one minute and there will be a fresh, unbroken one for you.”

Customer #1: “DON’T F***ING TELL ME WHAT TO DO! YOU ARE REFUSING ME SERVICE, YOU LAZY B****! GET ME A F***ING BROWNIE!”

Me: *shocked* “I’m sorry, ma’am. I’ll get that right away.”

Customer #1: *suddenly nice and sweet* “Thank you, honey!”

Me: “Here you go!”

(Customer #1 takes one look at it and goes berserk.)

Customer #1: “THIS IS F***ING BROKEN! I AM NOT EATING THIS S***!”

(Suddenly, she launches herself at me and grabs me by the hair. I have very long, very sensitive hair, so she has no trouble dragging me over the counter and onto the ground. She starts kicking me and screaming. Two customers rush to my rescue, restraining her and helping me off the ground.)

Customer #2: “Are you alright?”

Me: *shaking like a leaf* “I think so.”

(Customer #1 suddenly breaks free and rushes at me. I shriek rather loudly, but Customer #2 heroically jumps in front of her, effectively shielding me. The mall security has by now subdued her, but I still burst into tears. However, everything ended well: afterwards, Customer #2 bought me a coffee, and we have been dating for the past few months!)

AlbieQuirky posted:

Sensitive hair.

Sensitive. Hair.

razorrozar posted:

If there might be a legitimate problem in a relationship, what's wrong with trying to document it?