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So in Jan of this year we bought a house and moved from our rental into our first home. As everyone knows we had to disconnect the old house and connect the new place for gas and electricity etc.

We did that and decided to change providers - didn’t think much of it til a bill comes from the old gas provider ... We knew that it had to be from the old house and though the end date was after we moved out it wasn’t by much so we paid it thinking it was a final payment or something.

6 months later, you guessed it - we get another bill. We know that our old house was leased just after we moved out so they should have an account for gas with someone (or should do!) so no way should we be paying when we cancelled our account 7 months ago.

We call up expecting to end up needing to pay and therefore prepared to scream and vent at them with all the reasons why we shouldn’t pay some else’s bill. Surprisingly though after sending confirmation that we ended our lease when we stated we did they waive the current bill. Then they go further and reimburse us for the other bill which was actually from AFTER we moved out!

All in all very surprised and happy with that outcome though it wasn’t much money they could have been jerks about it!

We ended up being more pissed at the current tenants using free gas and not working out why for 7 months!

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Oh boy am I PISSED!! Missed a call at 5.30pm today because I was working. Listened to the voicemail at 8pm and mr mumbles is saying him and the inspector are showing up at 8.30am tommorrow and it doesn't matter if I'm home they'll inspect anyway. Rage. Nothing for a week then this crap.

I came home raging and scared my flatmate while I padlocked the side gate. Can't inspect 90% of it as its behind that gate and the front gates only knee high. I don't have the strength to have a phone fight with mr mumbles (yes, he mumbles that bad on the phone) tonight so its on tommorrow morning.

Grr. He HOPES I'm not home tomorrow judging by the voicemail, I work evenings. Lets see how this goes.

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I'm a teacher so I have the summer off. I get bored easily so I often head to Big Blue Box Store to waste time. For almost two years they've had the same door greeter: this older man in a scooter. The second he sees you he bellows "HELLO!" you can hear him at the back of the store. He's so happy and so polite. Recently he disappeared and I legit got concerned about him.

Well he's back and in charge of the self checkout lane that has a conveyer belt. Personally my favorite to use. He greeted me with a loud hello again today and complimented me on my quick bagging skills. I overheard someone tell him happy birthday so I congratulated him on it as well (he's 65 he says) and he shook my hand to thank me for using his lane.

No real crazy story, I just really appreciate this guy who just seems so overjoyed to say hello to people for a job.

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On Mother’s Day 2017 my husband, son, in laws and I made reservations at an upscale steak house. The restaurant is a non-franchised chain with around 10 locations in three states. Ironically my husband worked at another location during college and so it’s our go to place with his parents. Because he worked there he’s very knowledgeable about the restaurants internal procedures and knows that each server only gets a max of 4 tables at a time.

Everything was great when we arrived and we were seated right away. It was busy, but our server greeted us quickly, as she only had a few tables. I am a vegetarian (which doesn’t help) and it’s a family joke that I am cursed with food because restaurants constantly mess up my food in random and unexpected ways. When I first started dating my husband my in laws thought I must be terrible at ordering or unreasonably picky but after a few years of these ridiculous situations (example: restaurant giving my food to someone else and not realizing until everyone else was served at my wedding dinner) they have finally realized the truth of it. Instead of being an angry horrible customer I have learned to be as clear as possible and laugh at these situations.

On this particular day we received our drinks quickly and when it came time to order I was ready. There is only one thing one the menu that I can eat, so I ordered special salad with no chicken, and then provided the server with my little disclaimer. I let her know that I am a vegetarian and that even small amounts of meat would give me serious gastro issues and asked her to please be careful. It took a while for the food to arrive, which wasn’t unexpected. It was Mother’s Day and while they had more then enough servers, the kitchen can only make things so quickly. The server brought out the food two orders at a time, dropping off my in-law’s food, followed by my husband and son’s, so it wasn’t unexpected when I was left without food in front of me. I waited patiently for about 10 minutes, but when it didn’t arrive I started looking around for our server. I got the attention of a different server and asked him to send ours over. After another 10 minutes our server comes back and says she will go get my salad, which is a bit uncomfortable because everyone else has finished eating.

7-8 minutes later the store manager comes over and drops off my food and apologizes for the mix-up, but right away I notice that my salad has chicken on it. I immediately tell her that I am a vegetarian and that I ordered it without chicken. She seems frustrated and says she will fix it. She comes back with my salad maybe a minute later, the chicken gone. I am immediately concerned. 60 seconds didn’t seem like enough time for a remake, so I pick at it with my fork and sure enough, there are little pieces of chicken left over from when she went into the back and threw away the large pieces and brought me the same salad.

I called the manager back and asked her if they had picked the chicken out or made a fresh salad. She insisted it was a fresh one, and that she had made it herself. I showed her the many small pieces of chicken, and I could see her face just fall. Without thinking she said “well I can assure you I remade it. There must be chicken in the lettuce, I’ll make you a fresh one”. I normally don’t give restaurants a hard time, but that really bothered me. I understand that mistakes happen, but I really hate it when people lie about it. It was obvious that she had picked the chicken out and the contaminated lettuce was a story to shift the fault on someone else, but I ran with it. I asked her why I would want another salad if the restaurants produce was contaminated with meat? And on top of that, my entire party had gotten their food 40 minutes ago and had been finished eating for quite some time. I had her take my salad off the check, and decided it was a good Mother’s Day to just make something at home.

This is a really upscale place and normally we have great experiences, but this one really rubbed me the wrong way. It’s never a good sign when the store manager blatantly lies to you. What’s ironic is that this place almost never makes mistakes, but the last time we ate there with my in laws there was a much more horrible screw up that resulted in me spending three hours in the bathroom puking as well as other less pleasant symptoms.

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I have a son who was a terrible sleeper as a newborn. So on Saturdays I would take him out all day so that his poor mother could get some much-needed rest. He's 7 now and we still do it because it's fun. We usually go out to lunch at some point.

When he goes to the bathroom, I need to escort him so he doesn't get lost, kidnapped, hurt, or fuck stuff up. That leaves no one at our table for a minute or two. Lots of times we'll come back to find all our food taken away, even if it wasn't half-way done yet. I get it, the bussers have to really haul ass to make way for new customers, but your heart sinks when you return to your clean table. Once they took it to the extreme and put our coats and books in the lost and found. We're never gone for more than a minute or two, I swear.

We usually go to the kind of place that gives out crayons and an activity sheet for kids. I learned to make a sign with 2-inch letters in crayon that says "WE WILL BE BACK". This usually works.

We just sit back down at the table, the wait person comes back, apologizes, and brings us the full check. It hasn't occurred once yet to a waitperson that I shouldn't be compensated somehow for this. I politely tell the waitperson, then the manager, "I'm sorry, my food got taken away and I don't want to pay for it". They offer to make our meal again, but at that point, we're not really hungry anymore, a little bit pissed off, and just want to go on with our fun day. I ask that the entrees be wiped off the bill and they always seem happy to go with that. I still tip the wait person as though we ate well, because she still did all the work, and we split amicably. I even come back as a repeat customer.

The last time this happened, the young manager tried to paint it as though it were my fault. He tried to man-splain shit to me (a man, 10 years older than him) about how I never should have left the table unattended. He suggests that when I come back, I can leave my smartphone on the table while I go to signal that someone is still there. I hadn't gotten my compensation yet, so I didn't tell him "When I come back, maybe I can call you over to my table, and you can leave YOUR smartphone on my table while we all walk away in this crowded-ass restaurant."

A tip for those who leave the table unoccupied when they go to the bathroom: sometimes you'll be surprised at what places don't give you crayons and an activity sheet. Take a pre-made sign, sharpie on printer paper with you to let people know "DON'T TAKE MY FUCKING FOOD!"

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Just came from the Bill Sergeant store. When I was walking in the door, I heard someone saying, "please don't play with that". Didn't think much of it, and gathered my few items.

The toy section is at the front, but to the side, almost in its own room, just with a large open doorway, across from the checkstand. After the clerk had rung me through and I was doing my thing with my debit card at the machine, he walked over to the doorway and said to a kid, "please just go find your mom". As he was walking back over I said something like kids, man. He just kind of hung his head and said, "yeah and people wonder why kids go missing, when the parents just leave them and go somewhere else".

To that poor guy, you did the right thing and I hope the mom didn't give you any crap when she got up to the register. I also hope the annoying women who were resetting your greeting card section were not store employees and didn't stay long so you didn't have to deal with them.

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So last night at about 10:30 I went to the minute mart on the other side of town for a six pack and some cigarettes. There are other stores closer to my apartment, but I always go to this one because I like to BS with the guy that works the night shift. I was the third person in line, and the guy behind the counter knows everybody so he was talking to the guy in front. When the guy in front left, the land whale in front of me stomps up to the counter and says, “I can’t fucking believe that you made me wait that long. Give me two pouches of rolling tobacco. Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting?!” To which the guy says, “Come on, you weren’t waiting that long.” “You’re fucking rude, I can’t believe you. I’m coming back to talk to your manager, faggot.” Me, being the smart ass that I am told the lady to get the fuck out of the way, you’re holding up the line. The cashier pushes the tobacco across the counter and tells her, “get the fuck out.” She glares at us and stomps out of the store. Me and the guy busted up laughing, fist bumps and the like. He thanked me for backing him up. It’s surprising how often people are unnecessarily rude to cashiers, I don’t understand how someone can think that buying two baggies of tobacco makes them the most important person on earth.

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So I recently found this sub and thought it might a good place for this story, sorry if it isn’t as bad as some of the other but it happened recently and I’m still pissed.

So I’ve come to visit my moms side of the family for summer, and when I stay here I stay with my grandparents (I’m 17 and live with my dad in a state away). And my grandparents wanted to go to a restaurant I hadn’t ever been to except maybe once 1-2 yrs ago. I order a burger and the lady moves on to my grandparents order and then randomly comes back to mine saying:

“oh what temperature do you want your burger?”

I don’t know where y’all are from, but she meant how do I want my burger done. I’ve never heard what temperature for how do I want a piece of meat done. So this temperature question goes over my head, thinking this lady was asking me if I want a luke-warm burger or something, and I answer:

“.....hot(?)”

And she goes off and it was something along the lines of:

“oh, you aren’t original, hoW MANY TIMES DO YOU THINK I HEAR THAT ONE, BLAH BLAH BLA”

At some point I start blocking it out because I’m just sitting there frozen, ‘cause I had no damn clue what she was talking about but mentally I was like “wHaaaAAAAaaat ThE FuuUUcCck”and screaming on the inside.

And by this time my grandma was on a call, but watching this and my grandpa just thinks it’s hilarious and answers at the end of her rant, “she (me) probably wants it well.”

And once my grandma gets off her call and the waitress walks away I lean over and I’m like, “dang, y’all couldn’t have helped a sister out and answered sometime between that pause that she meant how I want it done??” And they laugh at me all over again and my grandpa answers she thought I was being a smart ass, but I wasn’t tho that was my serious answer to HER question.

This happened a week or two ago and I finally bring that up to my mom and step dad since we’re all at the same place for vacation and my grandparents retell the story laughing even harder about how I was “serious as a heart attack” when I answered hot and then the lady went off on me.

I’m still pissed, I wish I would have stood up for myself. And idk I’m mad because I know my dad or mom definitely wouldn’t have let someone talk to me that away, while my grandparents think it’s sooooo funny.

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I was at a gas station recently and overheard and old lady buying cigarettes. She was the only one in that line, as everyone else jumped into the other one because of how long she was taking. It sounded like she was wanting a specific type of cigarettes and the clerk had to keep going back to get the right ones. The old lady kept asking questions. Old lady will be OL and the gas station clerk will be GC:

OL: Do you have any other types of lighters?

GC: No, I don't think so. What we have up here is what we have.

OL: Do you have any matches?

GC grabs a matchbook and rings them up.

OL: You're charging me for matches? I just need one.

I think GC then removes the matchbook and just gives it to her as she's been holding up her line quite awhile now. She then tells OL her total, OL pays, and starts going into a rant about recycling.

GC: Do you need a copy of your receipt?

OL: Do you guys recycle them?

GC: No.

OL: Then yes.

GC hands her the receipt, then OL starts making small talk with GC, about recycling, and how she made it all the way over here by herself on her scooter, on what's a fairly busy road with not many crosswalks. I think GC may be new and not sure how to handle asking her to leave without causing a scene. While this is happening, I finally get to the checkout and the other clerk is unable to stifle her laughter. Not to the point that she can't do her job but it's obvious she's laughing about OL's rants. I then start to laugh a little bit too but I don't want OL to think I'm laughing at her. It was more cute than anything, I think OL just needed somebody to talk to and wasn't really rude to anybody there, just needy.

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Unfortunately this isn’t a Raunchy Goosebumps Novel. This is my story about when a Campus Cleaner involuntarily saw me undressed.

So I’m a University Student who lived on Campus, included in our Rent we also paid for fortnightly Inspections/Cleaning where a 3rd Party company would check your living area/bathroom but never checked your room. Until one Faithful Day I was awoken at 8AM to the sound of banging which I thought was The Hulk coming to pay me a visit.

“CLEANERS!” I’m still Half-Asleep and pretty dazed. “Oh okay no problem, the place should be good to inspect you go ahead.” “NO WE HAVE TO SEE YOUR ROOM!” “Aw, well sure, I just need to get dressed one second” “OKAY!” I jump out of Bed & scramble for clothes. About 45 Seconds Later, Knocking “Whoa hold up one second still not dressed!” “IT WONT TAKE LONG!” Door Opens I grab my blanket faster than a Cowboy in a Shootout & just stare at this lady as I stand there undressed “ITS ALRIGHT, I HAVE TWO SONS YOUR AGE” She then closes the door. Apparently by having children you receive a Get Out is Jail Free card with everyone.

Although I was a pretty dissatisfied customer I didn’t report her, it was more funny than anything and funnily enough I never had another room inspection.

TLDR: I hear you knockin’ but you can’t come in.

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