A man went on a misogynistic tirade and punched me.
He wanted some thing we were out of stock of. Then he wanted some other thing for free because we were out of stock of the first and I told him I could give a discount but not free. He got increasingly mad. I offered to have the store call him when we got the thing in stock, referred him to another store where they did have it in stock, offered coupons, nothing deescalated him. Lots of screaming, calling me bitch, cunt, whore, etc. He reached over the counter to punch me, which fortunately took a lot of power out of the punch and gave me enough time to shift so he hit my arms instead of my face (mostly).
I hit the panic button early on but the response was a couple min too late.
He was arrested and pled guilty without me having to talk in court, so that was nice.
I’m sorry about that. I hope a guy like that rots in jail, because a human being like that can’t live in society.
Lol, jail time. You’re funny. It was called a low-level misdemeanor. $500 fine and he went about his merry way.
A guy strung out on meth robbed me at gunpoint with the smallest pistol I have ever seen. I was so surprised I asked if it was real and he said “Yeah, why wouldn’t it be?” why chuckling. He politely took the cash and left a big old hand print on the glass door so he could be caught about an hour later robbing his third store where they did confirm it was real and loaded.
He was far from the worst as far as hostility since he was polite and all, but he did point a loaded gun at me while high on drugs which is just plain unsafe.
He was far from the worst as far as hostility since he was polite and all
It’s good to know there are still decent people in this world 🥰
I hope you gave them a good yelp review!
At the end of the day, though, if I was desperate enough to rob a store I’d probably be pretty polite about it (as far as you can be considered polite in that situation, I guess!) Like, the cashier doesn’t want anything to do with this, I wouldn’t want to bother them needlessly. I hope they got the help they needed at the end of the day, and I hope it wasn’t too bad of an experience for you!
So, so many; I have spent far too long in hospitality.
A relatively benign one: At a small coffeeshop. Found a quirky little hat behind the counter - a tweed fedora thing with a rakish orange feather in it. Full of youthful high spirits and caffeine, I proceeded to lark around the shop in the hat (yes I wish I still had that much energy), much to the amusement of my coworkers. A lady walks in, interrupting us. She’d left her hat.
At a bar: A nonzero amount of customers buying a bottle of beer and then pouring it into the tip jar (edited to add: thinking it a glass for their beer). Some version of “how was I supposed to know?!”, repeatedly. I don’t know, maybe the fact it was covered in chalk pen, contained money, and was very, very ugly?
At a pub: boomer getting very angry at me because he’d asked for a spiced rum and coke and I’d offered Sailor Jerry’s (cheapest). Apparently that was a wussy drink. No, he clarified, a girly drink. He chose some other rum with coke. Yeah drink your sugar water old man.
Oh, should have clarified: they thought the tip jar was a glass for their beer. When I’d already asked them if they wanted a glass.
I worked as a mail man and an old lady (over 70) offered a big tip if I agreed to stay over after the end of my shift.
Many years ago, I was supervising at a supermarket checkout. An older lady (late 50’s / early 60’s) started berating one of the young checkout girls, she was newish about 16yo.
I over heard, it was hard not to after a little while. I walked over, I was 19 at the time. I’m not a big guy 5’9" and weighed around 60kg (checks math…132lb). The old woman sees me and begins to go into a rant, to which I simply said, get the fuck out of my store. It was latish (8:30pm), there were no managers left in store.
She went into (what is now called) full karen mode, ranting about calling my manager. I got a bit pf paper and wrote my managers and the store managers numbers down with their names and said, “go ahead, call them”. She quickly calmed down and went to go stand back in line…I said, “no I told you to get out”.
