I got a good Driving Fail.
About a year ago. I'm still fresh out of my Transplant so I'm not allowed to drive. I'm at my Mothers work for the day because we have to hit up the Hospital. On our way to the Hospital we hit a stop sign behind a big Semi with a trailer. They were directly at the Stop sign. No further, and they start to back up. Now, we're a decent distance behind them so they should be able to see us in the mirror. But they didn't and they didn't back up slowly. No no no no, they backed up like they were in a Semi truck police chase. Before my mom even had a chance to react. We're being pushed back by the semi and my mom is just smashing the Horn.
We got pushed about 40 feet before she finally stopped. My mom nearly murdered her. The driver starts trying to get my mom to calm down and starts begging that she not report this and she'll pay for all damaged out of her own pocket. This was a back and forth for a few minutes before we finally managed to get her insurance info.
She got fired later that day.
@ aksannyi: If you had time you could have sat there and called the police's non-emergency number. Then enjoyed full on schadenfreude when a cop showed up.
Adding a driving fail.
I pull up to a 4 way stop and I have my blinker on to turn right, directly across from me is a lady in a black accord with no blinker on. Her side of the road has only 1 lane, both a straight and left turn lane. Now we're both at a complete stop and 2 cars go through the intersection in front of me, our turn to go through right? I'm turning right, she's turning left and we each have our own lane to turn into. I proceed to turn right into my lane, the lady across from me decides to turn left and merge into the right lane that I am currently turning into stopping only inches from hitting my driver door. I guess she figured out that you can't get into a lane when there's an SUV twice the size of your car there.
I get up to the next light which is red, and she gets into the right turn lane. I look over to my right and see her pull up and start attempting to yell at me through her rolled up window, and my window is also rolled up. At the end I see her say fuck you and stick her finger at me, so I was like ok whatever. I get back to work and the first thing my coworker asks me as I walk through the door was "Dude did you flip her off?" I was like uh no? And even if I did she wouldn't have seen it through my tint.
So this lady calls saying I cut her off (We were both stopped at a 4 way intersection, I had the right of way since I was turning right and she was turning left, AND she was trying to turn into my lane instead of hers), almost hit her (how did I almost hit her if I cut her off?) and ends the call by saying I stuck finger at her. I write a statement, yada yada yada.
Even bigger fail is when I go to a meeting and my Regional Manager tells me that even though I did nothing wrong, I had the right of way, and she was trying to turn into the wrong lane I should have "let her go first" which makes no sense since we both had our own lane to turn into. On top of that, the company has a policy where if you get 2 complaints you get fired so even though I did nothing wrong, if I get 1 more complaint I lose my job, even if it's complete and utter bullshit because, and I quote, "A complaint is a complaint, even if you didn't do anything wrong". Yay for dumb bitches that don't know how to drive and even dumber managers.
@ the traffic complaint:
Look into your companies policies for filing grievances. If your manager admitted/wrote you where not at fault, they shouldn't even have processed the complaint.
What the hell kind of company do you drive for anyway? Anonymous driver complaints are absolutely about fucking someone over because they pissed you off some how, and they fire a person @ 2? Is it 2 over a period of a month, week, year, employment? 2? I've seen drivers get 2 complaints from the same person because both the wife and husband called in and got different agents. That's freaking bizaro stupid.
Aksannyi: People around here (I live in Ontario though, we have horrible drivers, though not usually that bad) get the point if you get out of the car (park it on the spot) and point at the exit only sign
Customer service fail... I have a tale from the other side.
Normally I let my SO handle the deli-meat counter because talking to people makes me uncomfortable, although I'm getting better... anyway it was right around Christmas and he was out of town and I need to get our standing rib roast for Christmas Eve.
We have done this 3-4 times before, normally going to the regular grocery store, this past year I decide to go to the fancy grocery store. I get to the counter, ask for 9lbs of meat and this guy starts to give me the run around. Wanted to know for how many people, then tells me they only sell by the rib (although I do have to pay by the pound) I tell him I want however many ribs = 9 lbs, and that 1lb per person is more than enough. He says OK, and says he has to cut it special, then gets all awkward that I'm waiting for him at the counter, no I don't have additional shopping.
He mumbles something about 14, I say, what 14? He tells me that is the original price.... uh no--I get back a 14lb slab of meat and obviously complain. He tries to tell me Manly MEN need more meat, and that that's what I asked for, and that they only sell by the rib. I tell him 1) I've done this before 2) I asked for 9 lbs 3) you could measure one of those meat chunks to determine how many lbs per rib if its that difficult. He wouldn't hear any of it, so I say not to worry that I can go to my local store and they have no problem with my request-- then he grabs his manager.
Manager gives me same song and dance, then tells his buddy "the customer is always right," and I get my 9lbs of meat. Never have been back because I can't imagine going back to that meat counter again, knowing the manager treats the customers like garbage. I was stressed to all hell afterwards, but I ended up with the perfect amount of meat in the end. Perfect amount of meat = enough to feed people and have GIANT leftover chunk.
I poured coffee for five years of my life before joining corporate 'Merica. I hope I never forget those experiences. It's made me a better customer for sure.
If I am anywhere near a customer being a dickhead, I call them out on it. People get really pissed off or really embarrassed when you tell them they forgot to take their Prozac.
I live by a Fred Meyer (Like Wal-Mart except it's more expensive and only in the Northwest) so I go there all the time for little stuff. Almost every time I am there I see someone being dickish to the employees. Fun times are had on a weekly basis.
My wife always asks me how work is going ( I do Tech Support Tier 3/supervisor calls at TWC ) and I always get one person before lunch who is either a complete dumbfuck or
an asshole on the phone
"I want three months of credit, I did not use my internet since my computer was broken"
"Sir, did you call us to put a hold on your internet service so you wouldn't be charged ?"
"No I did not, but I still want my credit"
Or how they tell me to cancel their service because I won't give them the same discount again, then call back in because
services are disabled because of the disco...
Seriously, I am going to miss calling customers on their bluff when I go to Business Class IT next week
Still waiting on Dimmauk to call in and I get him on the phone.
Too many years of working customer service has taught me that customers are retarded by default. One day I was at Sprouts (think trader joe's with an emphasis on fruits and veggies), and I'm in my work uniform which is black dockers and a solid polo, which was blue. Sprouts' work uniform is khaki's and a red sprouts polo. I'm looking for a couple things the wife wanted me to pick up and this customer walks up to me asking me a bunch of questions then looked completely dumbfounded when I told him I didn't work here and walked away. I wouldn't be surprised if he told the manager on me.
I like trolling customers on their stupidities, but sometimes they're too stupid to even understand it
C: Hi I'd like a 12 inch sandwich on italian bread
Me: ok what kinda sandwich do you want?
C: Italian bread...
Me: What kinda sandwich do you want?
C: Iiiitalllliannnn breaddddd
Me: What meat...
Please feel free to correct me if I'm wrong, but "chicken sandwich", "ham sandwich", "turkey sandwich" are all applicable sandwich types, not "italian bread sandwich". And then they look at me like I'm the retard...
this , and the subway shirt is a black polo. I can see how they made that mistake...
I used to get that when I was fueling up my AAA truck. In Oregon, you aren't allowed to pump your own gas so we have gas attendants. The exception to this is fleet vehicles and motorcycles. So while I was pumping my own gas I would have people yell at me from the other fuel island that I should get my ass in gear and stop standing there staring off into space. I would also get people that would just yell out "$50 regular" then keep walking inside to buy their snacks...it was so much fun when they came back out and looked completely puzzled as to why I hadn't started their gas. The gas stations we fueled up at had a uniform that was red shirt with black dockers. My uniform was blue polo shirt with blue Dickies. It also said AAA all over it and so did my truck that I am standing right next to. How is this confusing for you?
While I was hobbling through the dairy section at work today a lady stopped me to ask me a question.
"What's the difference between the low fat cottage cheese and the fat free?"
"One is low fat. The other is fat free."
"Oh! Okay. Thank you very much!"
I don't even.
Adding to the first world fail, I'm the credit/debit specialist where I work and it's my job to make sure that cards work, that we're in compliance with regulations etc. The other day I had a phone call sent to me from one of our tellers, the guy had been chewing this poor girl out because his card wasn't working when "he had plenty of money in his account."
After looking into things for a few moments I saw that he had $2 in his account and was trying a $15 transaction, and after looking into things a little deeper I discovered that he was trying to use a debit card that had expired almost 3 years ago. When I called him on his bullshit he mumbled something about having found the card in his closet and figured it was still good before hanging up...
Random bullshit that I have to put up with in my dorm:
So i come home from my Jew class at like 10:30 PM on a Thursday night(it's Purim, a Jewish drinking holiday). I'm tired, and just want to relax and smoke, or go out with friends. I fucking put my key in the door and some random girl who I don't know answers my door. Inside my dorm are about 15-20 people who I don't know, with 1 person from my dorm(whom I already dislike because he disrespects everyone else and is blatantly rude/hits/abuses women) playing BP in our living room(something we all agreed wouldn't go down because we nearly got in a ton of trouble like 4 weeks prior due to booze). I get pissed off, since I don't like a lot of people in the dorm since if a CSA shows up, they would run and I would get in trouble for being there. I told them they needed to leave because I wasn't okay with them playing BP in our dorm and being super loud. They get super snotty with me and tell me to basically go elsewhere. I go into my room, grab all of my shit that could get me in trouble, and stormed the fuck out, heated that he let people who don't live in my dorm talk back to me. After about 5 minutes i go back and they're all leaving and talking tons of shit about me. I wished them a happy Purim and waved them goodbye. The fucking nerve some people have.