Do you work with the public? Do you have people you love to deal with or ones you dread seeing them coming? Not wanting to hijack BR's Negativity thread, I though I'd start one where we could all trade war stories.
I have one customer in particular who only comes in maybe 3 or 4 times a year. It's 3 times too many! I know when I see him, he will already be drunk. Since he does have a designated driver, I let him have a beer and a shot and he goes. The minutes he is there, seems like hours. Picture this ladies. It's quite attractive. This man, with slobber running ( more like pouring ) down his beard, tells me he wants to bite my neck. He also wants to have a big wedding reception with me. No wedding, just a big party and a honeymoon. I know, you are all jealous now!
It's one thing to have my 5 month old grandson slobber on me, but a grown man? No way!
Then there's the guy that thinks he is quite the ladies man. They don't make a thick enough bag to put over his head in the first place. All the guys think he is just a great guy. Little do they know, he's probably hit on their wives at one time or another. He said to me, "Let's go to the dam and pretend we're young again." I said, "Sorry. Don't have time for fishing right now" and walked on. Ewwwwwww
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There's also customers you look forward to seeing every day. Willie is in his 80s. He tries to go to every military funeral around. When he talks of the war in Iraq, you can hear the sadness in his voice, see the tear in his eye, when he says, "We've lost 4 more of our boys today". He always has a joke, some I've heard over and over, but I laugh every time and act like it's the first time I've heard it.
John and Marion are just a darn cute couple. She's a few years older than he is. He has Parkinson's, she has Alzheimers. He's in his early 80s, she in her late 80s. Despite all their health problems, they always are smiling, have a kind word for everyone.
Phil is in his 60s. I've never met a kinder, more caring person. When someone needs a ride, there's Phil. When they need groceries, there's Phil. When something needs fixed, I know I can call him and he will drop what he's doing to fix it. Phil is the kind of person who can find the good in every person no matter how undeserving.
Then there's Tim. What can I say about him that won't make me cry? He's the friend with lukemia. Tim is very straightforward and blunt. He is the type to want things done and want them done right. A lot of people don't like that. You never have a doubt if you've pissed him off or not. I personally like that. Tim can come in on a dreadfully boring day and turn it into a party. He is a leader. He'll have the whole bar laughing and singing. Oh what a flirt he is!
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John and Marion are just a darn cute couple. She's a few years older than he is. He has Parkinson's, she has Alzheimers. He's in his early 80s, she in her late 80s. Despite all their health problems, they always are smiling, have a kind word for everyone.
Phil is in his 60s. I've never met a kinder, more caring person. When someone needs a ride, there's Phil. When they need groceries, there's Phil. When something needs fixed, I know I can call him and he will drop what he's doing to fix it. Phil is the kind of person who can find the good in every person no matter how undeserving.
Then there's Tim. What can I say about him that won't make me cry? He's the friend with lukemia. Tim is very straightforward and blunt. He is the type to want things done and want them done right. A lot of people don't like that. You never have a doubt if you've pissed him off or not. I personally like that. Tim can come in on a dreadfully boring day and turn it into a party. He is a leader. He'll have the whole bar laughing and singing. Oh what a flirt he is!
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LMAO@freaks!
We have a guy named Joe. He wears leg braces. He tell everyone that they're from an injury in Nam. Nam, Texas maybe? The truth of the matter is, he got shot in a bar in Texas. He can be an okay guy but if he drinks whiskey, he's a real pain.
He is on many, many meds and shouldn't be drinking in the first place. I won't serve him whiskey because I know I'll have problems. Well, one day he came in, got a beer. Within a few minutes, I knew he'd been drinking whiskey some where else. He managed to get me to the point where I told, okay screamed, "There's the f*@$ing door. USE it". You could have heard a pin drop. The friendly bartender has a temper LOL.
We have a guy named Joe. He wears leg braces. He tell everyone that they're from an injury in Nam. Nam, Texas maybe? The truth of the matter is, he got shot in a bar in Texas. He can be an okay guy but if he drinks whiskey, he's a real pain.
He is on many, many meds and shouldn't be drinking in the first place. I won't serve him whiskey because I know I'll have problems. Well, one day he came in, got a beer. Within a few minutes, I knew he'd been drinking whiskey some where else. He managed to get me to the point where I told, okay screamed, "There's the f*@$ing door. USE it". You could have heard a pin drop. The friendly bartender has a temper LOL.
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Peg, can you come out with me this weekend!! You can protect me from the roaring drunks who ask me to dance and won't take no for an answer!! :wah:
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When I was shift manager in a grocery store, my husband started working there as a second job. We had a lady from the local nursing home that would come in. I saw her coming, knew he would have to wait on her, and felt no need to warn him LOL. Here comes Mary Margaret. He touched her milk to get the price off it. She started screaming. "Help me! Help me! He's trying to kill me!" The look on his face was priceless! :wah: You did not touch her groceries. She would bag them herself. She felt there was a big conspiracy to kill her. Everyone wanted to poison her. She wore layers and layers of clothes so the people at the nursing home wouldn't steal them. For some reason, I loved that lady. It would be horrible to be trapped in your own mind. To feel that everyone was out to get you.
They had asked me to volunteer at the nursing home because I did not fear waiting on her. I could deal with her. I just couldn't volunteer there and let myself get too close to their clients. I bought her a birthday card. Too bad her own family didn't.
They had asked me to volunteer at the nursing home because I did not fear waiting on her. I could deal with her. I just couldn't volunteer there and let myself get too close to their clients. I bought her a birthday card. Too bad her own family didn't.
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Betty Boop wrote: Peg, can you come out with me this weekend!! You can protect me from the roaring drunks who ask me to dance and won't take no for an answer!! :wah:
Point at some lady and say, "She's more my type than you are".
Point at some lady and say, "She's more my type than you are".
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Peg wrote: Point at some lady and say, "She's more my type than you are".
:yh_rotfl I'll let you know how it goes on Saturday then!!
:yh_rotfl I'll let you know how it goes on Saturday then!!
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well my "customers" barf on me, spit on me, try to hit me, fall down, bleed on me (BAD!!) curse me, and even shoot at me! 
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Betty Boop wrote: :yh_rotfl I'll let you know how it goes on Saturday then!!
So how'd it go Betty?
So how'd it go Betty?
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The worst story I have is when I worked at Petco as a manager. 2 guys came in - in NYCFD shirts. They wanted a dog house on the top shelf. My employees dropped it and broke it. Stuff happens. They came to me and complained about stupid employees....geez they had an accident getting it down from the shelf, I soooo supported my people and these NYCFD people complained............
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Peg wrote: Point at some lady and say, "She's more my type than you are".
Have you ever had that one backfire on you, Peg? I sure have. Not a comfortable spot to be in. :yh_rotfl
Have you ever had that one backfire on you, Peg? I sure have. Not a comfortable spot to be in. :yh_rotfl
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So far so good BR. My dart team plays a team from a lesbian bar tonight so not a chance I'd use that line! :wah:
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This is a tale from back in the day when I sold cell phones at the mall.
One day I had this guy stride up to my kiosk. Now, I'd been used to people strolling up with their noses in the air, asking what they could get for free. I had no patience with that type of customer. This guy strode right up and THREW a box with a phone in it at me. I knew right away it was going to be a fabulous conversation.
Him: This piece of ---- doesn't work!
Me: (with the most nonchalant look ever on my face) That's horrible.
Him: So what do you plan on doing about it?
Me: Absolutely nothing.
Him: I have thirty days! The contract said so! I'm going to sue you and this ------- company!!!!"
Me: Good luck with that, sweetheart.
Him: Don't you care?
Me: I'd care if that were a Verizon phone you were trying to return.
Him: Huh?
And that's when I pointed to the sign above my head which plainly said "Verizon."
Me: That's a Cingular phone.
Him: How can you tell THAT?
Me: It says so right on the box.
He looked really embarassed and just RAN! It was so funny I almost wet my pants laughing. Seriously, how can people sign a two year contract with a phone company and not know who they're paying? That doesn't seem smart.
One day I had this guy stride up to my kiosk. Now, I'd been used to people strolling up with their noses in the air, asking what they could get for free. I had no patience with that type of customer. This guy strode right up and THREW a box with a phone in it at me. I knew right away it was going to be a fabulous conversation.
Him: This piece of ---- doesn't work!
Me: (with the most nonchalant look ever on my face) That's horrible.
Him: So what do you plan on doing about it?
Me: Absolutely nothing.
Him: I have thirty days! The contract said so! I'm going to sue you and this ------- company!!!!"
Me: Good luck with that, sweetheart.
Him: Don't you care?
Me: I'd care if that were a Verizon phone you were trying to return.
Him: Huh?
And that's when I pointed to the sign above my head which plainly said "Verizon."
Me: That's a Cingular phone.
Him: How can you tell THAT?
Me: It says so right on the box.
He looked really embarassed and just RAN! It was so funny I almost wet my pants laughing. Seriously, how can people sign a two year contract with a phone company and not know who they're paying? That doesn't seem smart.
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Peg wrote: So how'd it go Betty?
no-one actually 'asked' me to dance this weekend! :-1 But one guy decided he was just going to dance behind me with his hands on my waist, I kept changing my beat to throw him off, he was desparately trying to get me to bump and grind with him :-2 So I just ignored him and he went away. He crossed the dance floor and picked another lady who reacted quite badly and within minutes her brother had taken him down. Boy did that woman make a fuss, she tried to get me involved talking to the 'bouncers' to convince them never to allow him entry again! The guy was just having a good time, the same as she was five minutes earlier
no-one actually 'asked' me to dance this weekend! :-1 But one guy decided he was just going to dance behind me with his hands on my waist, I kept changing my beat to throw him off, he was desparately trying to get me to bump and grind with him :-2 So I just ignored him and he went away. He crossed the dance floor and picked another lady who reacted quite badly and within minutes her brother had taken him down. Boy did that woman make a fuss, she tried to get me involved talking to the 'bouncers' to convince them never to allow him entry again! The guy was just having a good time, the same as she was five minutes earlier
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Oh I have one!!!
1-I had some guy sling a sandwich at me because it had tomatos on it.
2-I had this big fat sloppy coke dealer from the trailer park behind the restaraunt scream at me because I charged him for all of his drinks (he f^%#ing drank them)
3-I had some guy say "I didnt order no f^%#ing mahes potatoes. and sling the plate onto the floor (the freaking meal came with mash potates for free)
4-Dont even get me started on the crappy tips
5- One guy HOLDING UP HIS FINGER (as if to tell me to "hold on") while he finishes a conversation on his cell phone before he can give me his drink order RUDE!!!!!!
I have so many!!!!!!!
Waitressing and bartending sucks sometimes, but everyone everywhere should be REQUIRED to do it at some point.
1-I had some guy sling a sandwich at me because it had tomatos on it.
2-I had this big fat sloppy coke dealer from the trailer park behind the restaraunt scream at me because I charged him for all of his drinks (he f^%#ing drank them)
3-I had some guy say "I didnt order no f^%#ing mahes potatoes. and sling the plate onto the floor (the freaking meal came with mash potates for free)
4-Dont even get me started on the crappy tips
5- One guy HOLDING UP HIS FINGER (as if to tell me to "hold on") while he finishes a conversation on his cell phone before he can give me his drink order RUDE!!!!!!
I have so many!!!!!!!
Waitressing and bartending sucks sometimes, but everyone everywhere should be REQUIRED to do it at some point.
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Okay...here is one more, I think it fits this thread.
I was in a BAR. I was smoking. I ACCIDENTALLY burned some guy who bumped into the thing. SO I said, "oh my gosh Im so sorry about that." HE starts cussing me up and down and screaming, so I tell him to go f&^% himself.
Two minutes later this bouncer comes over and says, "Excuse me ma'am, you need to gather your stuff and pay your bill." I was like "HUh? What did I do?".
She asked me if I burned someone with my cigarette. So, these two girls sitting beside me jump in and know exactly what she is getting at and are like "We saw the whole thing, that guy is an a$$ hole and she apologized blah blah blah."
Can you believe this pu$$y actually went and told on me for ACCIDENTALLY burning him with a cigarette in a BAR and asked that I be thrown out? And that this dumb a$$ bouncer was actually going to throw me out for that?
I was in a BAR. I was smoking. I ACCIDENTALLY burned some guy who bumped into the thing. SO I said, "oh my gosh Im so sorry about that." HE starts cussing me up and down and screaming, so I tell him to go f&^% himself.
Two minutes later this bouncer comes over and says, "Excuse me ma'am, you need to gather your stuff and pay your bill." I was like "HUh? What did I do?".
She asked me if I burned someone with my cigarette. So, these two girls sitting beside me jump in and know exactly what she is getting at and are like "We saw the whole thing, that guy is an a$$ hole and she apologized blah blah blah."
Can you believe this pu$$y actually went and told on me for ACCIDENTALLY burning him with a cigarette in a BAR and asked that I be thrown out? And that this dumb a$$ bouncer was actually going to throw me out for that?
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DesignerGal wrote: Oh I have one!!!
1-I had some guy sling a sandwich at me because it had tomatos on it.
2-I had this big fat sloppy coke dealer from the trailer park behind the restaraunt scream at me because I charged him for all of his drinks (he f^%#ing drank them)
3-I had some guy say "I didnt order no f^%#ing mahes potatoes. and sling the plate onto the floor (the freaking meal came with mash potates for free)
4-Dont even get me started on the crappy tips
5- One guy HOLDING UP HIS FINGER (as if to tell me to "hold on") while he finishes a conversation on his cell phone before he can give me his drink order RUDE!!!!!!
I have so many!!!!!!!
Waitressing and bartending sucks sometimes, but everyone everywhere should be REQUIRED to do it at some point.
I had a guy throw a sandwich at me once because he forget to mention he wanted it on bread, not a bun. He was one of those people who had an attitude from the get go. When he left, my boss told me if he ever came in again, refuse to serve him.
No way will I wait for someone to finish on their cellphone. The next person will be waited on and they can wait for their drink.
Crappy tippers that I know are crappy tippers, get waited on, but not with the same level of attention good tippers get.
1-I had some guy sling a sandwich at me because it had tomatos on it.
2-I had this big fat sloppy coke dealer from the trailer park behind the restaraunt scream at me because I charged him for all of his drinks (he f^%#ing drank them)
3-I had some guy say "I didnt order no f^%#ing mahes potatoes. and sling the plate onto the floor (the freaking meal came with mash potates for free)
4-Dont even get me started on the crappy tips
5- One guy HOLDING UP HIS FINGER (as if to tell me to "hold on") while he finishes a conversation on his cell phone before he can give me his drink order RUDE!!!!!!
I have so many!!!!!!!
Waitressing and bartending sucks sometimes, but everyone everywhere should be REQUIRED to do it at some point.
I had a guy throw a sandwich at me once because he forget to mention he wanted it on bread, not a bun. He was one of those people who had an attitude from the get go. When he left, my boss told me if he ever came in again, refuse to serve him.
No way will I wait for someone to finish on their cellphone. The next person will be waited on and they can wait for their drink.
Crappy tippers that I know are crappy tippers, get waited on, but not with the same level of attention good tippers get.
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I finally stopped walking up to tables when people were on the phone and I absolutely dont get on mine when at the table. It just shows you have no respect for the people you are dining with or the people waiting on you. Even if Im with someone and they get on the phone in a restaurant at the table I tell them how rude it is!
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I had a customer who when I first started at the VFW, was the commander. He became more than the boss. He was a leader, a doer, a friend. He was the life of the party. If he was there, there was no way you could not have a good time. Many nights, he'd get behind the bar, pop popcorn none stop, blast Cher or Neil Diamond on the jukebox and have the whole bar singing. For all the idiot customers you could deal with, he made it worth it. Made it worth being there. Not only did I lose a great friend last night, but he is the first customer I was close to that died. I always knew the day would come when I'd lose a favorite customer, I just though it'd be an older one. I have to go in today, and some how find a way to make it through the day. It's going to be a long one.
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Peg wrote: I had a customer who when I first started at the VFW, was the commander. He became more than the boss. He was a leader, a doer, a friend. He was the life of the party. If he was there, there was no way you could not have a good time. Many nights, he'd get behind the bar, pop popcorn none stop, blast Cher or Neil Diamond on the jukebox and have the whole bar singing. For all the idiot customers you could deal with, he made it worth it. Made it worth being there. Not only did I lose a great friend last night, but he is the first customer I was close to that died. I always knew the day would come when I'd lose a favorite customer, I just though it'd be an older one. I have to go in today, and some how find a way to make it through the day. It's going to be a long one.
It's a weird feeling when you lose a customer like that isn't it? My bar is very much like a VFW: Lots of old-timers who have been going to that bar for many years and they all know each other, and are like an extended family. I have lost a couple and it's hard to know how to feel. And it's always the good ones who get taken. It can't be that jerk; the one who when you see him pull up you just groan and know you're going to have a lousy couple of hours.
I'm sorry for your loss, Peg. The good do die young. Next time you're having a cocktail, cheers him for me, would ya? Good customers like that are always unforgettable and make our job that much easier.
It's a weird feeling when you lose a customer like that isn't it? My bar is very much like a VFW: Lots of old-timers who have been going to that bar for many years and they all know each other, and are like an extended family. I have lost a couple and it's hard to know how to feel. And it's always the good ones who get taken. It can't be that jerk; the one who when you see him pull up you just groan and know you're going to have a lousy couple of hours.
I'm sorry for your loss, Peg. The good do die young. Next time you're having a cocktail, cheers him for me, would ya? Good customers like that are always unforgettable and make our job that much easier.
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Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
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I just had to bump this thread with a story for Peg:
Last night, this woman was over-served and we had to cut her off. When she finally became aware of the fact that her hooch supply was being cut off, she threw a fit. We were going to let her finish the drink in front of her, but when she became beligerent, we took it away. Her solution? Call the cops and attempt to report us for "stealing" her drink and not serving her more. We tried to get her out the door as she was so loud and so obnoxious, (with her sober husband) and she wouldn't leave, parking her ass by the front door to wait for the cops. She even called them back when they didn't show up soon enough to suit her.
People, the words "I'm not even driving" or even "I have a designated driver" will NOT assure you the freedom to drink as much as you possibly can.
I had a few others last night, too. Peg, did you work last night and if you did, was it like a "full moon" night?
Last night, this woman was over-served and we had to cut her off. When she finally became aware of the fact that her hooch supply was being cut off, she threw a fit. We were going to let her finish the drink in front of her, but when she became beligerent, we took it away. Her solution? Call the cops and attempt to report us for "stealing" her drink and not serving her more. We tried to get her out the door as she was so loud and so obnoxious, (with her sober husband) and she wouldn't leave, parking her ass by the front door to wait for the cops. She even called them back when they didn't show up soon enough to suit her.
People, the words "I'm not even driving" or even "I have a designated driver" will NOT assure you the freedom to drink as much as you possibly can.
I had a few others last night, too. Peg, did you work last night and if you did, was it like a "full moon" night?
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Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
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so over-served is a euphemism for wasted now? LOL ....as i mentioned to you last night, if some bimbo called me out because she wasn't getting enough booze in her, she'd be blowing in the breathalyzer. disorderly intox. :rolleyes:
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lady cop wrote: so over-served is a euphemism for wasted now? LOL ....as i mentioned to you last night, if some bimbo called me out because she wasn't getting enough booze in her, she'd be blowing in the breathalyzer. disorderly intox. :rolleyes:
"Over-served", yes, a euphemism for wasted. Some of my waitresses have a hard time telling a customer they can't have any more to drink. Especially when that customer is 30 years older than they are. I'd like to be able to watch all my customers AND all hers, but I just can't.
I had actually hoped that the boys would show up and make her blow. It would sure teach the idiot a lesson!
"Over-served", yes, a euphemism for wasted. Some of my waitresses have a hard time telling a customer they can't have any more to drink. Especially when that customer is 30 years older than they are. I'd like to be able to watch all my customers AND all hers, but I just can't.
I had actually hoped that the boys would show up and make her blow. It would sure teach the idiot a lesson!
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Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
~Darrel Worley~
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Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
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BabyRider wrote: I just had to bump this thread with a story for Peg:
Last night, this woman was over-served and we had to cut her off. When she finally became aware of the fact that her hooch supply was being cut off, she threw a fit. We were going to let her finish the drink in front of her, but when she became beligerent, we took it away. Her solution? Call the cops and attempt to report us for "stealing" her drink and not serving her more. We tried to get her out the door as she was so loud and so obnoxious, (with her sober husband) and she wouldn't leave, parking her ass by the front door to wait for the cops. She even called them back when they didn't show up soon enough to suit her.
People, the words "I'm not even driving" or even "I have a designated driver" will NOT assure you the freedom to drink as much as you possibly can.
I had a few others last night, too. Peg, did you work last night and if you did, was it like a "full moon" night?
LMAO! I just saw this. Why does it so not suprise me that this lady called the cops? I work steady dayturn and the days are more busy than the nights. However, I did work that night because there was a party going on. A few hundred people in the place and not one fight. It was great!
Last night, this woman was over-served and we had to cut her off. When she finally became aware of the fact that her hooch supply was being cut off, she threw a fit. We were going to let her finish the drink in front of her, but when she became beligerent, we took it away. Her solution? Call the cops and attempt to report us for "stealing" her drink and not serving her more. We tried to get her out the door as she was so loud and so obnoxious, (with her sober husband) and she wouldn't leave, parking her ass by the front door to wait for the cops. She even called them back when they didn't show up soon enough to suit her.
People, the words "I'm not even driving" or even "I have a designated driver" will NOT assure you the freedom to drink as much as you possibly can.
I had a few others last night, too. Peg, did you work last night and if you did, was it like a "full moon" night?
LMAO! I just saw this. Why does it so not suprise me that this lady called the cops? I work steady dayturn and the days are more busy than the nights. However, I did work that night because there was a party going on. A few hundred people in the place and not one fight. It was great!
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Im a dental nurse and work in a very busy practice. We have something like 20000patients. The majority of them are very pleasant and give us no problems whatsoever. However ive been spat on, sworn at, grabbed, had things hurled at me, been threatened with "i'll find out where you live" and just generally given a hard time by some of our not so nice patients....
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Far Rider wrote: maybe your fingers are too big? 
*looks at the size of her fingers*
Well they seem in proportion to my hands?? :-3
*looks at the size of her fingers*
Well they seem in proportion to my hands?? :-3
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We lost another customer yesterday. Noone knows exactly how old she was because for one, she wanted it that way, for another, there were some discrepancies. Either way, she was well into her late 80s or early 90s. She was one of the cutest older ladies I have ever seen. She had her hair done every week, and always dressed with such class and good taste. She loved everyone and was loved by all who knew her. She had an amazing love of life. When there was something to sell, you knew she'd be top seller because noone could say no to her. She died peacefully in her sleep for which I am grateful. She was truly one of the greatest people that ever touched my heart and for that I am grateful too.
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A story from when I was shift manager at a local store. My husband was temporarily working there. We had a customer from the nursing home who lived in her own personal hell. She wore most of her clothes to the store so noone would steal them. She felt they were trying to poison her at the home. She felt everyone was out to get her. Anyways, you knew not to touch her groceries. You handed her a bag to put them in herself. You knew this unless you were new. :sneaky: Well, I saw her coming and had to choose. Do I tell my hubby or let him find out? Of course I wasn't warning him! The rest of us gathered to watch as he tried to touch her groceries to see the prices. The look on his face was priceless when she started screaming for help at the top of her lungs.:wah:
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I've lost another customer. This is the hardest part of the job. I work mostly with WWII veterans and they are mostly in their 80s. Tom was a customer you dreaded to see coming. I had the patience of a saint with him. Even in his younger years, I wonder how he survived being in the military. When his wife died, the man had no idea how to make a bologna sandwich. He asked people how many slices to put on one because his wife did EVERYTHING for him. He was very hard of hearing and nearly blind. He was the only customer we've ever had to count his change out to. Sometimes, 7 or 8 times. If he won money, you'd have to explain over and over how he won, how much he won, count it again and agin, no matter how busy you were. He'd stop you when you were busy to explain how many tums or rolaids to take, why his mouth was sometimes dry when he woke up, etc. Yet, I loved the man even though he was a royal pain. He didn't mean to be, but he was. His daughters, claiming to take care of him, robbed him blind. He was allotted so much money each week and that was it. Here he was nearly deaf and blind, a man who worked hard for his money, and he had to worry about getting more fuel oil. It wasn't he didn't have the money in the bank, it was his daughter with power of attorney wouldn't give it to him. I've rattled on long enough and I guess his daughters will have to live with themselves but I dread the funeral because I know what they did to him and they'll play the sad, dutiful daughters.:-5 Let's hope I can hold my tongue which is not an easy thing for me.
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I love your work stories Peg. I can relate to them. I worked in bars and restaurants way up into my 40s. Cozy tavern type places in New York where the regulars came in every night. And yes, BR biker bars with the dart teams and lesbian softball players who wer there every evening in the summer. You do fall in love with many of these people. And Ive had my share of horror drunk regulars also, Now days for me its the psycho gardeners, The know it alls. Want everything, for nothing. I love when they pick up a plant and say " How much is this? I say, " What does the price tag say? 12.95$ " Well, thats how much it is. "You cant tell them anything .. they know everything. And everybody wants a job there.. they think its so easy.
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People are my business!
So one day I'm going to have a parent / teacher conference because a little girl had missed 85 days of school
So in walks a crowd of people, all dressed like Harry Potter rejects. I'm not kidding, star and moon robes, pointy hats, and everything. And it's not anywhere near Halloween.
The mom, who is about 50, sits down and I tell her, "I'm very glad to meet you, Mrs. XXXX."
She tells me, "Please address me as Isador, Queen of Magic. We are all witches and warlocks and our religion is Wicca."
I tell her, "That's very nice, you are the first I've ever met. You are obviously, XXXX's mother, but who is this young man?" I point to a very young man (about 17) who is picking his nose.
She replies, "That's my husband, XXXX, who was my daughter's boyfriend, but is now married to me."
I reply, "ummmm....OK. Now let's talk a little about your daughter's attendance. Are you aware that she has over 85 abcenses?"
Mom replies, "Yes, but we had to attend a couple of coven meetings in other states, and last week was our high holy week."
I say, "I understand that, but I can't teach her the math she needs, if she doesn't attend school regularly."
Mother replies, "That's not necessary for her, she will use her spells to get ahead in life."
The rest of the meeting kind of went downhill after that.
Then there's the little girl in my class who was always coming to school punked and gothed out. You know the type, all-black lipstick, eye-makeup, clothes, multiple piercings. She was quiet and shy, but she was very intelligent. I never ask why a child dresses as they do, that's their business. But an interesting thing happened to this child.
Her father died in Iraq a couple of months ago...
He was a town hero. Front page headlines the size of Pearl Harbor annouced his death to the community. The funeral was huge, thousands attended. This was the first time a small community like ours had lost a citizen since Vietnam. As a community, we pitched in and rebuilt their little run-down mobile home into a full sized, state-of-the-art home.
The next week when she returned to school, she was wearing no make-up, no piercings, and a very pretty pink skirt with a white sweater. She had died her hair back to it's very pretty brunette color. Since then she has been much more out going, talkative and most of all....feminine.
Sure makes my heart feel good.
So one day I'm going to have a parent / teacher conference because a little girl had missed 85 days of school
So in walks a crowd of people, all dressed like Harry Potter rejects. I'm not kidding, star and moon robes, pointy hats, and everything. And it's not anywhere near Halloween.
The mom, who is about 50, sits down and I tell her, "I'm very glad to meet you, Mrs. XXXX."
She tells me, "Please address me as Isador, Queen of Magic. We are all witches and warlocks and our religion is Wicca."
I tell her, "That's very nice, you are the first I've ever met. You are obviously, XXXX's mother, but who is this young man?" I point to a very young man (about 17) who is picking his nose.
She replies, "That's my husband, XXXX, who was my daughter's boyfriend, but is now married to me."
I reply, "ummmm....OK. Now let's talk a little about your daughter's attendance. Are you aware that she has over 85 abcenses?"
Mom replies, "Yes, but we had to attend a couple of coven meetings in other states, and last week was our high holy week."
I say, "I understand that, but I can't teach her the math she needs, if she doesn't attend school regularly."
Mother replies, "That's not necessary for her, she will use her spells to get ahead in life."
The rest of the meeting kind of went downhill after that.
Then there's the little girl in my class who was always coming to school punked and gothed out. You know the type, all-black lipstick, eye-makeup, clothes, multiple piercings. She was quiet and shy, but she was very intelligent. I never ask why a child dresses as they do, that's their business. But an interesting thing happened to this child.
Her father died in Iraq a couple of months ago...
He was a town hero. Front page headlines the size of Pearl Harbor annouced his death to the community. The funeral was huge, thousands attended. This was the first time a small community like ours had lost a citizen since Vietnam. As a community, we pitched in and rebuilt their little run-down mobile home into a full sized, state-of-the-art home.
The next week when she returned to school, she was wearing no make-up, no piercings, and a very pretty pink skirt with a white sweater. She had died her hair back to it's very pretty brunette color. Since then she has been much more out going, talkative and most of all....feminine.
Sure makes my heart feel good.
All the world's a stage and the men and women merely players...Shakespeare
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I have a customer laying in the hospital right now. They don't expect her to make it. She'd occassionally bring me a really nice meal if I worked on Sunday. She had done it for others too, but I was the only one that ever gave her a thank you card. I'm glad I did. It made her sooo happy. Unfortunately, they don't expect her to make it. A year ago this month, a man I loved, admired, and respected died. I'm to the point where I no longer want to work with the public, seeing the same people every day. You build too many attachments. 
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Interesting, in the last few weeks I have been working in a bookshop helping out and earning some extra money before I either go back into doing some science stuff, well its either that or getting into making leprechaun porno films. Anyway, its interesting as I havn't worked in a shop for a very long time, and you kinda forget what dealing with the public is like. Bookshops are generally very nice to work in as people are normally happy and fairly well adjusted if they are buying books, unlike for instance women shopping for shoes, which is another matter.
Anyway, I digress, sorry.
So the other day a woman came into the store, nice woman, middle aged, not unattractive, well turned out, well spoke, so first she says "this is an excellent bookshop", i says, "fair enough, i think so as well", then she picks up this book on the freemasons, and says "Oh I'm buying this, freemasons worship satan you know, really they do, so do the muslims"......silence........ "eh up" I though, "here we go", so she gave me a 15 minute lecture on how christianity was not a religion it was just about following jesus, "I was really tempted so say "in that case does the fact that I follow Aston Villa Football Club make the centreforward a true messiah?", but I didn't couse there were other people in the shop and I wanted to get home before 11 pm, its fun though, all human life passing in front of you asking questions about books. There is always one though, always one, any given day.
Anyway, I digress, sorry.
So the other day a woman came into the store, nice woman, middle aged, not unattractive, well turned out, well spoke, so first she says "this is an excellent bookshop", i says, "fair enough, i think so as well", then she picks up this book on the freemasons, and says "Oh I'm buying this, freemasons worship satan you know, really they do, so do the muslims"......silence........ "eh up" I though, "here we go", so she gave me a 15 minute lecture on how christianity was not a religion it was just about following jesus, "I was really tempted so say "in that case does the fact that I follow Aston Villa Football Club make the centreforward a true messiah?", but I didn't couse there were other people in the shop and I wanted to get home before 11 pm, its fun though, all human life passing in front of you asking questions about books. There is always one though, always one, any given day.
"We are never so happy, never so unhappy, as we imagine"
Le Rochefoucauld.
"A smack in the face settles all arguments, then you can move on kid."
My dad 1986.
Le Rochefoucauld.
"A smack in the face settles all arguments, then you can move on kid."
My dad 1986.
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Pinky;449089 wrote: One poor old lady passed away under the drier...that was awful!
Oh my! That's pretty bad!
I used to do hair too. I remember the old women who would come in for shampoo and roller sets every...3 to 4 weeks!!! Yucck! And they would demand I scrape their head with my fingernails while shampooing! EWW! Worse were the old geezer men who would groan and squirm in the chair as I shampooed them. Worse than even that were the pedicures which I absolutely would not do. :yh_sick
Oh my! That's pretty bad!
I used to do hair too. I remember the old women who would come in for shampoo and roller sets every...3 to 4 weeks!!! Yucck! And they would demand I scrape their head with my fingernails while shampooing! EWW! Worse were the old geezer men who would groan and squirm in the chair as I shampooed them. Worse than even that were the pedicures which I absolutely would not do. :yh_sick
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Pinky;449089 wrote: I used to be a hairdresser and like you say, you grow fond of people. Only twice did I ever get thedreaded phone call that Mrs So and so wouldn't make her appointment because she'd died...it does upset you. One poor old lady passed away under the drier...that was awful!
Actually, I think that's quite a nice way to go...for her anyway, not you of course.
Going to the hairdresser always makes me feel good as they wash your hair with such gorgeous smelling products and give a lovely head massage as they shampoo you. Then you sit all warm and cosy under the drier with a cup of coffee and a nice mag and all around you are nice friendly people chattering happily and checking you're okay.
It must have been nice for her to be all warm and cosy with lovely fruity clean hair and pretty young girls asking if she needs anything. Far better than being all alone at home and feeling cold cos she can't afford to put on more than one bar of her heater. And then not being found for 3 weeks! :p
Actually, I think that's quite a nice way to go...for her anyway, not you of course.
Going to the hairdresser always makes me feel good as they wash your hair with such gorgeous smelling products and give a lovely head massage as they shampoo you. Then you sit all warm and cosy under the drier with a cup of coffee and a nice mag and all around you are nice friendly people chattering happily and checking you're okay.
It must have been nice for her to be all warm and cosy with lovely fruity clean hair and pretty young girls asking if she needs anything. Far better than being all alone at home and feeling cold cos she can't afford to put on more than one bar of her heater. And then not being found for 3 weeks! :p