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It’s important for children to be raised to believe that everyone’s needs are equally important. This helps them develop empathy, respect, and a sense of fairness in their interactions with others. But some moms and dads model the exact opposite behavior, prioritizing their own demands above everyone else’s.
Reddit user Em367 asked kids who were raised by “I want to talk to your manager" parents to share their cringiest experiences and received thousands of stories. From grocery stores to restaurants and airports, these seemingly regular situations quickly turned into public scenes.
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#1
My mom used to run restaurants. My step father used to be a chef in high end restaurants and is the kind of guy who expects to be treated better than he is currently being treated, regardless of whatever that treatment is. They are not fun to go out to eat with.
The “most embarrassing experience” is actually their most embarrassing experience, one where I Embarrassed them.
My wife and I pride ourselves on being a “relief” table when we go out to eat. Both of us have been servers, and there’s always the counterpoint to the difficult table, that’s us. Barring horrible service or bad food, we are super easy customers, tip well, and try to have a good time with our server. Furthermore, we just treat people nicely. So you can imagine our distain when my parents act like they’re royalty at a dinner service.
My wife and I went out to dinner with them. They were being particularly tough. My mom was acting like she was Gordon Ramsey analyzing the business, critiquing everything down to the amount of bubbles in her seltzer (“looks like it’s time to change the CO2”) My step dad was getting more and more heated over stupid things like the amount of ice in his drink and how the waitress didn’t top off his water, that he was barely sipping on, fast enough.
It came to a head when my step father ordered a steak medium well, it came back medium well, and for some reason he changed his mind that he wanted it medium rare while it was cooking and they didn’t read his mind, so he gave attitude, as did my mom. They jumped really quickly to demanding free stuff.
I’m an adult and this may be the first time they realized this. I interrupted in front of the server and said something like “really? This is what you’re doing. That’s what you ordered...” I turned to the server and said “We do not need anything comped.” I then pulled out my wallet and handed her my card and said “this is for the bill. We’ll happily wrap up with what we have here. I’m very sorry for their behavior, you’re doing great.” Then the line that stung them so deep they still bring it up years later ...”I was taught to treat people nicely, a lesson that seems to be forgotten. Thank you.”
They turned red, the server walked away, I looked down and cut my steak, and didn’t say a word. They were so flabbergasted that the meal was virtually silent except me asking my step father how his steak was a few minutes later. I signed the check, gave a big tip, and we walked out and said goodbyes.
They’ve been nicer to servers each time that we’ve gone out since.
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#2
My mom has been this person regularly throughout my life but I do have one positive story with it.
She and I went to eat at portillo's when I was a teenager and we sat in the back of the restaurant where it was more private so we can eat in peace. About 10 minutes into our meal two people come into the empty area and sit down two tables away from us.
Turns out it was a manager and an employee that was getting written up. the manager was being a complete jerk towards the employee criticizing and belittling them. My mom put down her food and walked over and started yelling at the manager for being such an jerk.
She went on a rant about how rude and wrong it was of him to do this in front of the public two tables away from customers and really let him have it. She demanded the phone number of the manager above him and we left after she received it. I was pretty embarrassed at the time but as I got older I realized that she was standing up for that employee and how wrong that manager really was. I'm not a hundred percent sure what she did with that phone number because I lived with my dad and I had to go home after that meal.
It’s very difficult to be around such people. “Being demanding is a sign of an entitled person,” says Craig Knippenberg, a therapist and author of Wired and Connected: Brain-Based Solutions To Ensure Your Child’s Social and Emotional Success.
“They want to go right to the top instead of dealing with the person at hand. They still feel entitled despite a logical explanation by another party, almost as if they feel wronged.”
And parents who are entitled will often be unreasonable toward everyone, including their own kids.
#3
When I was a young child on a long distance flight my mother let me and my brother sleep on the floor. For safety reasons the flight attendants told my mother that we were not allowed to sleep on the floor. She started to argue with the flight attendants who then turned to the pilots. The pilots threatened to turn the plane around unless we get up from the floor but she continued to argue. The pilots announced they were about to turn around because of my mother, so all the passengers got pissed. Eventually she caved in when she had all passengers and flight crew on a Boeing 747 against her.
#4
I worked at Best Buy. I stopped in with my mom one day because she wanted to buy me the Star Wars DVD box set for my birthday.
I had a huge, HUGE crush on the girl that was working the customer service counter. Well, the DVD set rang up $10 more than it was priced, and my mom deliberately didn't say anything until after the transaction so she could claim the effing $5 Michigan Scan Law bounty.
My crush didn't know how to process it and the manager was busy, so my mom tore into her about how it was her job and how she should understand how to do things.
At my job.
To a girl I liked.
My life was misery for a while afterward.
#5
I was with my parents on vacation and the hotel put charges on the bill by accident. My mom marched to the front desk and demanded to see the manager. There was a long line, but she cut right in front of it. The manager wasn't very helpful, probably because she was rude.
So my mom, went to all the other customers in line and told them that the hotel was a scam and they were ripping us off with fake charges. She made a scene. The hotel called the police and we were escorted off the premises by actual cops. I died inside.
A lack of compassion is common in entitled people, and they’re generally not inclined to apologize or make amends for their behavior because they believe they’re always right.
They knock others down to make themselves feel better, don’t know how to compromise, and gaslight people when they don’t get what they want, so you can probably imagine what reaction these children would have gotten if they had criticized their parents for what they did.
#6
We got screwed once in a Taco Bell drive thru (not the usual way), which sent my mom into a complete meltdown.
The people running the place had - I kid you not - run out of lettuce. And I've never dealt with dumber people. Instead of just... telling people they were out and letting it go, they were being idiots and saying "There'll be a small delay..."
It was a super hot day, the AC was broke, we're exhausted, all we *really* want is some water, but we're stuck in the drive thru line waiting and waiting as ... they try to figure out how to make lettuce out of thin air? You'd think there'd be another bag somewhere or something but... maybe that was too complicated for them.
So - twenty minutes into sitting cooking in the car trapped between other cars in the drive through and unable to go forward or back or even sideways ( speaker and signs, even if we wanted to jump the curb) and my mother is just cursing up a blue streak about the stupidity of the people involved, screaming her head off about 'just make some lettuce free tacos you dumb jerks, what do you use for brains, the fettid remains of your blasted out bum' - I remember much of this very vividly as I was about 12 or 13 at the time, and I was learning all sorts of new words and phrases. My little brother took notes.
That's when we see some taco bell teenage idiot employee boy make a break from the building and go sprinting across the parking lot over towards the grocery store across the way. *They sent out someone to go buy some lettuce...*
The cursing rises a few notches. NOBODY CARES ABOUT THE F LETTUCE. JESUS F CHRIST JUST LET US OUT OF HERE YOU LITTLE ... etc etc etc. Volume. Variety. Viciousness. Mom hits all the good Vs.
Forty five minutes or so after we got into this - the car at the window (a couple ahead of us), which is probably the real villain of the story (why wouldn't they leave without lettuce?) finally gets handed something ... and they don't leave immediately they have to talk for a while before they drive off.
My mom is a volcano past it's sell by date and just frothing at the mouth now, but *eventually* ... they pull off and leave and we can pull up to the window.
What I've left out of this story is... my family, for a few years, would participate in parades as clowns, handing out candy to the kids at the side of the road and dancing our way through the parade route to the rocking tune of "Cel-e-brate good time To-Night!" on repeat.
And this day was one of those days - we were all in full costume. Makeup, super baggy rainbow pants, rainbow wig, big flower on the suspenders, big ole ridiculous shoes... the whole deal.
So the car finally pulls away ahead of us, and my mom, who for the last hour has been a spitting bulldog of bile and vindictive rage and a constant criticizer of the drive thru window people's ancestry and breeding... realizes she has to pull up and face them in full Clown Regalia to get our stupid tacos.
I remember that moment when Mom realized it. The mix of anger, embarrassment, ridiculousness of it - and eventually the humor of the whole situation - went through her and she started laughing so hard she was crying.
And when the people behind us started honking for us to just GO (they'd been waiting too) - it just got funnier somehow.
So now mom is not just a crazy angry lady - she's a Crazy Angry Clown Lady, and more than that - she's a crazy clown lady who's been sweating and now crying too. So she's not even a crazy clown lady with good makeup anymore, she's just a wreck of a crazy clown lady.
Which makes her laugh even harder.
My brother and I thought she was going to die. I mean, she couldn't breathe, and those outfits, the heat, hell - the whole reason we pulled into this place was we needed water...
To give mom credit, she didn't just squeal out of there flipping everyone the bird - she got herself together, pulled up to the window, looked up at the girl through the car window with her ruined clown make up and big rainbow wig, and handed her the money very calmly, said thank you and took the bag, and we drove off.
I hope to hell they remember us. I know I'll never forget the look on the drive thru girl's face as we drove up and she started to try to apologize for the delay and... just ... stopped. Staring at us.
Good day.
#7
We travelled alot when we were younger and would skip lines at the airport since we were kids.
But now we were all in our early teens and my mom faked having a heart condition to skip the long line to get on the airplane.
Flight attendant would have none of it and told us to go back to the end of the line. I still remember the smiles and looks of everyone there.
#8
About once a month my dad gets drunk and calls various customer service centers demanding stuff. Once he finally gets off the phone (frequently 45+ minutes later) he spends the next few days telling us all about how he slew the customer service dragon and boy people sure don't appreciate their customers nowadays blah blah blah. (No duh, dad, you're being an jerk, no one appreciates that.)
If you've worked for DirecTV customer service any time since 1996, I apologize on behalf of my dad
Another story for y'all: I also remembered one time McD's was having some kind of 2-for-1 breakfast sandwich deal going on where the total was about $3. He gets his breakfast, drives ~25 mins to work, realizes he's missing one of the sandwiches...and proceeds to call McD's customer support every evening after work for a week to complain about his wasted $1.50. They gave him apologies. They gave him coupons. But he just wanted to yell.
Optimus Octopus 9 hours ago
My father bought a treadmill with a 90-day free trial. After the 90 days he calls and asks for another 90 days because he’s been sick. They give him 90 more days. 90 days later same deal. Meanwhile it’s still in the box. 90 days later same deal. This time rep says “you’ve had it for nine months and haven’t used it?” He tries the “I’ve been sick ploy again. “OK sir I’m going to give you a return number and schedule a pickup.” Bluff called. My father went ahead and bought it, $1200. For the next ten years it was where empty boxes got stacked up.
#9
Right so my mum and me went shopping, and she dropped a melon on the way out. She then claimed it was bruised and demanded a full refund. When she refused, she shouted at customer service and demanded the manager. I just sat there with a “end me now” expression on my face.
After, one of the customer service employees gave me a chocolate bar, so 7yo me was happy.
#10
Not the child, but I think this fits.
I had this *awful* annoying af terrible neighbor who, because I'm a giant sucker, I was kind to. She asked me to come with her to dinner because it was her birthday, and I knew I was the only person on the planet who would go with her and goshdarnit it's her *birthday* how could I say no?
So she and I went and we brought our kids (all girls, one mine, two hers). She makes her oldest do her math homework right there at the table. When the child asks her for help (mind you this is like third grade math) the mom says it's too hard. I end up helping.
The waiter is just fine. He comes by and takes our orders. She is already acting weird but she always acted weird so I didn't think much of it. Waiter comes by again and asks if we need anything. She dismisses him and waves him off and tells him no. Then like 30 seconds later turns to me and is like "Can you believe how awful the waiter is? He won't even refill my drink!" and just goes on about all these "issues" that literally don't exist.
I'm like "He just asked if you needed anything..." she cuts me off "I'm going to talk to the manager"
Oh God....
She talks to the manager like this is the worst experience she's ever had in the history of her miserable existence. I'm in shock, her kids have their heads down. Mine is oblivious, lol.
The manager gives her like half off the meal. Oh and the kicker? "That's my half so you only need to pay the rest!" OH GEE THANKS!!
I left a big tip and a note on my receipt telling them the waiter was great and apologizing for the complaints that were totally not warranted. It was the second-most embarrassing restaurant experience of my life.
#11
My dad just loved to argue, and he loved a deal.
We were shopping in a department store, and I found a pair of pants I was mildly interested in. The pants were tagged at (let's say) $40, and the sign on the rack was "All pants $25".
I was mildly interested, I asked the salesclerk if they had them in my size, the clerk said "those aren't supposed to be on that rack".
My dad lost his mind and insisted on getting the pants for $25, and started asking for a courtesy discount on top of that. Escalated to the floor manager and the store manager.
Meanwhile, I didn't want the pants. They were ok pants I guess, nothing awesome, I just didn't care very much about them. I was more than happy to move on. I told my dad I didn't want the pants, by then he didn't care about what I wanted, he wanted the pants at the better price.
Eventually after like an hour of arguing the store manager said "we're not giving you the pants at that price. Take them or leave them at $40". So we left them. Which suited me just fine, because I didn't want the pants.
#12
One time I was in a record store with my dad. He bought a record that was 19,99 euros. He paid using a 20 euro bill. The clerk took the money and put it in the register and gave my dad the cd in a plastic bag. I started walking off when I noticed my dad wasn’t moving. As I turn around I hear him say to the record store clerk “You still have to give me my cent back.” The clerk replies that they don’t return one or two cents because they don’t accept them and as such don’t have them in the store. My dad replies by saying that is “Judicially impossible” and asks for the manager. To make a long story short; one of the clerks gave my dad a cent from his own wallet.
Norfolk and good 10 hours ago (edited)
Ending prices in .99 is stupid, in my opinion, anyway. It's a marketing tactic used by retailers, to make the consumer think that they're getting a better deal because 19.99 sounds a lot cheaper than 20.
#13
My mom needed to return some shirts at the mall because they didn't fit right. It was past the allotted time that she had to return them, so the employee said that there wasn't anything she could do. My mom started SCREAMING at this girl who was probably about 16 or 17 calling her names and demanding to speak to the manager. When the manager told my mom that they couldn't do anything and that the return policy was on the receipt, my mom threw a fit and knocked over a display that was next to the register and stormed out of the store. I was probably 6 or 7 at the time and I was mortified. I apologized for her behavior and picked up what I could before she started calling for me to follow her. The manager was super sweet to me though and told me that I was a good kid and to stick up to my mom when I could get away with it.
#14
I might be late but my dad once asked the guy at the verizon wireless store to give him his own Social Secuirity number because he asked for my dads. My dad walked out afterwards with some strangers SS number on a post it. I was a silent bystander because I really wanted my first phone.
#15
My mother did this in restaurants nonstop growing up. She would demand to see the manager because my burger (which I asked for medium) had some pink in it.
#16
My mom asked me to call her a taxi via an app.
She ended up calling me multiple times complaining about how the driver didn’t use the route she thought was best (she never owned a car and doesn’t know how to drive), even though the guy just used the best possible route the navigator suggested.
She ended up getting out halfway and using subway. The driver proceeded to call me in tears, completely shocked, unsure of what he did so wrong, and apologizing. I felt like a total jerk.
I never called her a cab again.
Premislaus de Colo 7 hours ago
Poopy behaviour still but I give her shadow of doubt - the navigator suggests the shortest route, but maybe it was also the busiest one. Just because she doesn't drive doesn't mean she doesn't know what streets tend to be jammed and if she explained this but the driver still got her into traffic jam... But still, poopy behaviour.
#17
Ugh, my dad. He can be such a jerk if you get his order wrong, it could be fast food or a nice sit down restaurant. He often yells at wait staff if they “undercook” his steak. It has to be well done or he claims to have lost his appetite.
One time we went to Burger King when I was younger and we sat down to eat. He took one bite of his burger, spit it out and immediately started complaining about it being under cooked. He cut in front of everyone in line to yell at the cashier, then he asked who was the cook. when the cook appeared, he launched his burger hitting the poor kid directly in the face with a lidless burger. He’s now banned for life from Burger King.
#18
Not me, but my sister in law. Her step dad and mom took the family out to eat at a Red Lobster. They get there and it is super busy. So the step dad walks up to the host and says "Yes, we have a reservation".
The problem is, Red Lobster (or at least that one) doesnt take reservations. The host explains this and says it is going to be 20 min wait for seating. Her step dad FLIPPED out and started screaming that he had called 3 hours before hand and made a reservation. The host politely told him this was not possible as they do not take reservations (again).
He continues to scream at the guy, and says he wants to talk to a manager. So the manager comes out and she tells him the same thing. They dont take reservations, so its not possible that he had made one. He continues to cause a scene and people started leaving just to get away from this toxic guy. Finally, the manager says, "Fine, we will put you ahead of everyone else that has been patiently waiting their turn". He says "Thank you". They get seated.
Once they get to the table and the waitress walks away, he slyly winks and says to my brother and the rest of the family "THAT is how you get things done. I wasnt going to wait 20 min".
My brother refused to eat or order for fear of getting food that had been spit on.
Colleen Glim 17 hours ago
Somebody needs to go back to preschool and learn how to wait his turn
#19
Not exactly the question, but my Dad was great with those customers. We had a small family business selling and installing fireplaces (for context). He, on more than one occasion, when getting the customer call or come in, after the installers had finished up and left the job site, to complain about one of the men being rude or something, he could get this look of grave concern on his face. He would then go into a backstory, saying things like "oh no, not again" or do the open mouth, closed teeth inhale thing and just 'tsk tsk tsk' and then start on with some nonsense about having told the guy before that it was his last warning and go on about how he was going to 'have to let them go'. The blood draining from people's faces or the dead silence on the other end of the phone line was magical - followed by the customer frantically explaining that 'maybe it wasn't that bad' or blaming themselves... He was never going to fire anyone, but he'd find out real quick who was just complaining for fun. Many of those customers have no qualms about getting the employee in trouble, but in general folks don't want to jeopardize people's livelihoods.
#20
Before Value Village (Savers in the States I think) changed policies, she would cut tags to get discounts since the cashiers would basically make up whatever price they thought it would be, on the spot. If they high balled it, she would get a manager involved and I hated that.
#21
My Mum demanded to see a café's hygiene certificate when she saw an employee go from cutting cake in the kitchen to handling money at the till, even though the real problem is going the other way.
#22
I don't like going to restaurants with her, she thinks that because she worked as a waitress for a year 35 years ago, it gives her the right to act like a complete jerk to them. She also thinks not tipping them will encourage them to "get their act together". Jokes on you mom, I always find our server after seated, give them a $20.00 and apologize in advanced for your poor behavior.
Edit: Yes, she knows what I think of it. She doesn't care. She believes she's sticking to her principles, and that tipping poor service (read: never had "good service", something will always be wrong), will encourage their laziness. It's not going to stop. If you wait on her, I am very sorry.
Edit 2: She waited tables at a pizza hut when she was 20. She looks back at her time through rose colored glasses. "I worked hard, went above and beyond to get my tips" then she yells at the waitress for trying to refill her drinks "Excuse me! Did I ask for a refill?". Obviously logic and empathy are not her strong points.
#23
My grandmother wasn't only a "let me talk to your manager" type she was a racist and advancing dementia completely turned off her filter for that. I've blocked out all the context behind it other than I took her to buy yarn and *something* went wrong. I think maybe they shorted her a couple bucks or wouldn't honor a coupon or something. Whatever it was ended in a "let me talk to your manager" followed by a tirade to the manager about how they shouldn't be hiring Mexicans.
I just remember having to talk over her and say, "Oh my god you *can't* talk to her like that. Nothing you just said is ok" followed by me trying to push her wheelchair out of the store as fast as possible with her digging her feet into the ground trying to get me to stop so she could go back to trying to ruin someone's day and me wondering if I'd go to jail for hurting elders if her ankles snapped in the process because nothing was going to stop me getting her out of that store. I got her into the car and then went back in and apologized till I was blue in the face. I wish I could say it was an isolated incident but it definitely wasn't.
If by any cosmic chance any sales clerks or phone reps that had to deal with my grandmother read this thread I am so so incredibly sorry, I apologize on behalf of my whole family and I'd give you a hug if I could.
As an interesting side effect of caring for her, I have a tendency to wander off and pretend to look at things when we get to the register if I'm with someone and I'm not the one paying. I think she gave me an honest to god phobia.
#24
Scene: Any fast food drive-thru
Worker: Ma'am, can you please drive forward a little bit while your food finishes up?
Mom: No. *folds arms*.
#25
Not my parent but grandparent. When I was around 10 years old my grandmother went out and got us (her, my brother, and me) McDonald's. We got home and we didn't have napkins in the bags. No big deal, right? We have paper towels and napkins in the house, also me and my brother are pretty good with not making any messes while we eat.
Nope. Grandmother got us in the car, drove back to McDonald's, demanded a manager, and screeched about how upset she was that we didn't get any napkins. I wanted to just melt into the floor and disappear. It's just napkins, Nanny....
Doug Moyer 5 hours ago
And now the food is cold, which is nasty as hell. Cold McDonalds. Shudder.
#26
My father consistently returns food to grocery stores when he is unsatisfied with the quality. The worst is when he returns the 2lb bricks of cheddar cheese because they went moldy "before they should have".
fly on the wall 17 hours ago
At the price of food I would complain also if it went moldy before the " best before date". (Pre-supposingit had been stored correctly)
#27
My mother is A nightmare with customer service... even with the fact that I her daughter works in customer service and deals with people like her on the daily
So many incidents stick out in my mind but one that really embarrassed me was we were at Walmart
The stocker was struggling and dropped their price scanner thing on the ground. I was going to go help her gather her things she was struggling with when my mom came out like a bat out of hell and yelled “YOU KNOW YOU SHOULD PICK THAT UP PEOPLE COULD TRIP” and then she darted off with the cart
I was so embarrassed I just walked away in shame, and when I pointed it out to my mom the girl dropped it on accident she said “WELL SHE SHOULD BE MORE CAREFUL”
K....
#28
When I was 6 my mom took my brothers and I out to Golden Corral for dinner. She went up to the buffet, got a steak, and came back to the table. She’s an avid A1 steak sauce fan and cannot, i repeat, cannot eat steak without it.
She poured out the A1 onto her plate, tasted it, and was instantly horrified. She proceeded to pour out the Golden Corral Steak Sauce right next to the A1 and it matched perfectly.
Outraged, she called over a waitress and eventually the manager showing them her little experiment and how she exposed the Great Steak Sauce Fraud of 06.
My brothers and I were scarred for the rest of our lives. I still have nightmares about it.
Ace 12 hours ago (edited)
I always found it odd that Brown Sauce, which is the generic name for this type of sauce in the UK ( where it was first developed, including this A1 brand) is labelled as Steak Sauce in the US. There are a myriad uses for it, but putting it on a steak is absolutely not normal in the UK. Yet conversely we used to get odd looks when my wife would ask for it with her cooked breakfast in Canada. "Steak sauce" with bacon and eggs apparently seemed weird to them.
#29
This is a weird story that had a huge impact on me, and about a parent talking to the manager...but is a little different.
Growing up, my dad was sheriff of a small town. I must have been around 8-9. He was brought in after the previous sheriff was booted out for political reasons/stealing city funds. That was a really unpopular move, since he was super popular and spread his money all over town and let people get away with anything.
That sheriff was out and my dad was brought in. Everybody hated him, in part because they loved the old sheriff and also because my dad was an "outsider" even though he came from about two towns over... He wasn't of their world, so he could never be fit to see over the village. (It didn't help that my dad was a raging jerk with a stick up his bum for the rules).
One day, my dad was dressed in his full uniform and took me alone to the local corner diner. Like, one of those places straight out of Roadhouse. We sat down and ate the full dinner, and my dad lectured me something about "respect" and "the rules are all we have."
Then the waitress came in and dropped the check. My dad looked at it, and it said the meal was free. My dad then excused himself and went up to the waitress. I kept to myself, and doodled on the napkin and the next time I looked up, my dad was full on SCREAMING at the woman. He was straight-up shaking.
She tried to explain that free meals is how all cops are treated in this town, and my dad was FURIOUS that he would get special treatment, that police are put above the normal laws. That the police have rules they must follow, and not accepting kickbacks is one of those rules. And that it especially happened in front of his kid, who he's trying to teach right.
Everyone in the diner was quiet and just staring at him.
It was a weird situation because it was a moment where my dad showed a lot of integrity, but also a story of a 6'7" man with a gun on his belt screaming at a tiny little waitress. It stuck in my head as a clear picture of the contradictions that our parents are. Like, a lot of the good comes from them but at the same time a lot of the bad.
Kristiina Männiste 9 hours ago
But the town probably needed a guy like the dad. Well minus the yelling of course
#30
My MIL is truly a Karen. Going out to eat with her is always a nightmare. Her orders have 14 special requests, but she's not at all kind about it, she is defensive from the get go like you're an idiot who's already screwed the order up. "Nooo dressing. Not on the side. Nothing. Completely dry. Do you understand? I will send it back!"
The one I will never forget though was dinner at Joe's Crab shack. In case you've never been it's one of those places that every so often plays a song that the entire staff is required to drop everything & do a little synchronized dance to. It's quick, everyone gets a little kick out of it, it's part of the fun. Now my MIL Karen knew this, it's not like she'd never been here. But apparently she was not willing to wait 2 extra minutes for her dry salad, so she starts going off as soon as the dancing starts. She gets a manager, who clearly knows Karen well & offers a quick apology (for doing their job), a discount & her dry salad. But Karen's not completely satisfied. She tells us that even though dinner for our party of 8 is on her, she's not tipping the waitress 1 penny. She proceeds to complain.....loudly...the rest of the meal & antagonize our waitress over petty stuff.
I worked too many years in customer service & ya know, I'm a decent human being. I made sure to get my bill separate so I could tip for the entire table. I wrote a quick note on the receipt, something along the lines of "Way to stay positive even when the customer's a jerk". I was a little afraid of the wrath of Karen, it was one of my first interactions with her too, but when the waitress came & hugged me, Karen & I locked eyes. She knew. I didn't care. Don't be a jerky Karen.
Doug Moyer 5 hours ago
At that point, I would refuse to go out with her ever again. I have no patience for this nonsense.
#31
I was 13 when this happened.
My mom had made a reservation at a hotel for a trip, but when she got there the lady said there was some error with the reservation and that my mom’s payment didn’t go through, so the lady offered us a double bed room for a discount.
Rather than just taking the room, thanking the lady, and leaving, my mom decided the best course of action would be to scream, in the middle of a hotel lobby, “NOBODY IS GOING ANYWHERE TIL I GET MY ROOM!” She then proceeded to pester the lady, who clearly couldn’t do anything about it, until eventually she called the police on my mom for public disturbance. Mortifying.
#32
Ohh lawdy, my mom is one of those. But shes not the type to push her way through lines and would only talk to a manager if really need be, but due to her stern and scary personality she can really draw attention to herself.
One incident when I was around 8 or 9 was when we had to pay our immigration fees, this wasnt in the US btw but in the Philippines. We arent Filipino citizens so we need to go both to the US embassy then the local immigration offices to pay our yearly dues while living there. The immigration processing line was long...like DMV long & slow. Not to mention the office was infamous for having really lazy workers who only speed up the paper work when there's a bribe.
My mom after 2 hours of waiting had enough, she actually knew the Vice Chief at that time...went to school with him. And this is how the conversation goes
Mom: I want to speak to the Chief Wiggum (simpson name here).
Officer: (scoffed at mom) Sorry but you cant just MEEt-
Mom: (cuts her off and leans in & in a low drawl) Tell Chief Wiggum, Marge is here. He know who I AM. (looks at me then the officer). He knows who we are.
Officer had a look of panic, asks a co worker to watch his booth, and leaves. About 10 mins later this Jolly fellow, bit of sweat on his brow comes by. Hugs my mom and gave his officers a look. Mom took me by the hand and we were ushered to his office.
In the 15 mins we were there, our papers were personally processed by him. In the next few years we would just walk into his office to get this done and had this perk till he passed away.
Learned later that day of my memory, Chief Wiggum was in a board meeting when he got called and abruptly left. Due to my mom's actions it was assumed she was his mistress and me the love child. He got quite the teasing of a lifetime bec of that.
#33
My mom came to my school because she thought I was lying about what I got on my SATs. She didn't think I was that smart. No one in my school would give her that information because they didn't have to. She got to my principal and said, "I want to speak to your manager" in front of me. He refused and they argued for a while. The principal knew I was an okay guy and the score I told my mother was legit. It was really embarrassing though.
Dragon mama 2 hours ago
This one little story says many things about the mom and none of them are good
#34
My dad would sometimes do this at restaurants if the server was too slow or the food was wrong (especially multiple times in the same meal). He was totally right in being frustrated, because sometimes this was extreme, but we all hated it.
The worst time was when we were in our favorite restaurant. My mom literally said, "I'm not doing this." And gathered up us 3 kids and we went to the car.
Doug Moyer 5 hours ago (edited)
As she should. Of course, he's the main character in his own story, so he will be the victim when they leave him. He'll never be embarrassed enough to actual learn a lesson.
#35
I grew up in a smaller town right on the cusps of its big growth boom. We knew our town had finally made it when we got an Olive Garden. We used to eat there 2-3 times a month. My mom and I would always split an entree and my dad would get his own. We knew the rule if you’re splitting and entree and you get more than one of the family style bowls of salad than you’ll get charged an extra $4 for the extra person. Which is fair, 2 entrees come with 2 unlimited salads. Welllll one day my dad decides he wanted more salad. Only he wants the additional salad, but the waitress said if she refills the bowl, that we will be charged the extra $4. Wellll low and behold my parents threw the biggest tantrum because only HE wanted the additional salad. The demanded to speak to a manager and the manager explained the rule (which we knew) but offered to comp the extra salad just to get my parents to stop yelling....and they did. When our bill came the manager comped my dads entree and the additional salad fee. Well my mom got up. Interrupted the manager while he was talking to other guests and threw the check in his face and asked “what’s this?!?!” She was furious that he comped my dads meal. He ate the meal therefore we would like to pay for it. She wouldn’t stop raising her voice until she was allowed to pay for the meal (but not the salad). The manager was confused but obliged...when they brought the change the manager slipped a few free appetizer coupons. My mom ripped them up and threw them on the ground as she left. Safe to say I didn’t eat out with them for at least a month and I still refuse to go to Olive Garden with them.
#36
My mom once called Domino's regional corporate office because a pizza I ordered for her, THAT I PAID FOR, was "too expensive".
She did get 4 free pizza vouchers out of it but I'm so glad I was not around for the embarrassment of it all (I ordered it online from my job in the next state. Why? Because she wanted pizza 😂).
Doug Moyer 5 hours ago
Once again, why the hell are they rewarding childish temper tantrums? What is the business reasoning behind reinforcing such behavior?
#37
I was young and my mom and step dad took us to McDonalds. Somehow a nail or something got stuck in the tire which caused a flat. I'm not sure if it happened in the lot or not, but they were convinced it was. They went to talk to the manager. I don't remember exactly what their demands were, but they didn't get them. They literally went into the street waving people away saying that they were closed because they were mad. It just seemed like a ridiculously excessive thing to do.
#38
Grocery store had this sign up that said if an item rang up higher than an advertised price it was free. It was the 80s and stores did stupid stuff like this that I never see in stores today.
Mom was buying a box of Little Debbie cakes and they rang up for $2.85 instead of the advertised $2.50. So now mom wants her free cakes. Cashier doesn't know what to do, summons a manager. Manager tells her to ring up the sale otherwise and he'll be right back.
Comes back and hands my mother 35 cents cheerfully and says "There you go!" My mother points out the sign behind him and he says "Oh, the last manager put that up, it doesn't make any sense. I'm the new manager and I just haven't had the sign removed yet" (it was a printed plastic sign that was screwed into the wall).
Mom insists they honor their sign, he says nah. Now, up to this point, I as an adult looking back am totally on board with mom's actions.
Mom gathers her things, decides against taking the Little Debbies on principle, and we get in the car. Mom wordlessly drives downtown to the main store of this 3-5 store chain, knowing the office is next door. We walk into this perfectly 80's wood paneled office where my mother asks the secretary to speak to the owner of the store and is permitted to do so since this is a family owned business and their "corporate office" is smaller than the row of cubicles my staff occupy at work.
Here my mother unleashes a tirade about how she has lost faith in his brand and how his word is meaningless since they will not honor the sign etc. This guy stands up, profusely apologizes, validates her anger and then pulls out his wallet and hands her a $5 bill along with a promise that he will speak to the manager and the sign will either be honored or removed.
We get home and find that the ice cream we bought melted in the trunk because summer and ruined the cereal and the bread.
#39
One time my Grandad got a sausage roll at a football match during half time, when he got back to his seat he found it was overdone, the pastry was quite burned. The man was irate. He didn't take it back straight away as the second half was about to start, but he spent much of the second half angrily lamenting his savoury snack letdown. So he takes it home, calls the customer service number on the back (I assume he had a few choice words for the poor soul on the other end but I wasn't present for this), and keeps the remainder of the sausage roll in the freezer for the next couple of weeks.
Skip ahead to the next match day, my Grandad tells me we're heading out early so he can have his sausage roll replaced. The customer service line told him to go to Kiosk 3 at the front of the ground *next to* the ticket office. When we arrive, however, the shutters are down at the food place. The old man looks around growling and turning red in the face, stamps right over to window number 3 of the ticket office and slams his frozen burned sausage roll down like a flaky gauntlet. At this point I'm trying to convince him the ticket office was a completely different department to the catering concession but my Grandad was having none of it. The lady working the ticket window continually attempted in vein to convince him the same, they sell match tickets not hot snacks, but this just got him angrier and angrier. Across comes a colleague behind the glass, now there's just two people to rage at. Then a head steward comes to attempt to diffuse the situation and my Grandad begins to wave the burnt sausage roll in this man's face, I was actually surprised he didn't whack him with it. At this point I'm mortified by the whole affair, wishing I'd have stayed back at the house until nearer kick off.
Eventually, after an hour or so, the shutters come up on the food concession. Fella at the counter goes 'You must be Mr. Alaginge' and calmly resolves the situation, dispatching a freshly baked sausage roll with the steady hands of a surgeon. My Grandad is completely satisfied with the result of his hour of insolent rage. As we're walking away he turns to me and says 'that's how you get these things sorted.'.
#40
Not long ago my mom asked to treat my wife and I to lunch at outback steakhouse. We get there and order. My mom orders iced tea with extra lemon. Tea shows up with one lemon. Usually no big deal, right? Just ask for more. Well, instead of doing that my mom turns to the waiter and says "What? No extra lemon? You fail as a waiter. No brownie points for you". The dude sits there for a moment and then says rather flatly "I'll be right back with more lemon". I turn to my mom and am like - "That's how you get your food spit in. You've just sent the message that this will be a bad tipping table and he's going to totally focus elsewhere". She argues that "Well it should have inspired him to work harder to impress us!". I think from that point I just mentioned that from his end, his odds of making money are now higher at some other table. It's just how people work. Well, she goes to the bathroom and cries. She comes back and makes some super complicated order. I texted my wife who was sitting right next to me and say "This dude is going to butcher that order on purpose". Food comes out. Ours is correct in perfect. Hers is ALL messed up. Basically a totally wrong order. She asks for it to be fixed - a bit more subdued this time. It comes out technically correct but obviously carelessly prepared/cooked. I chuckle inside.
Here's the insane part: after all of this she turns to us and says "I was right about that waiter! He's bad at his job!"
It's like no, dude - your behavior made him not give a darn about you.
After being a total jerk and paying the price she walked away feeling validated and haughty. I slipped in a nice tip with a "Sorry for my mom" note.
#41
Not me, but one that I witnessed:
I was at a cell phone store a few years ago. This was when phones first started to become water resistant. A kid had apparently gone swimming with his phone all day, and the phone had some discoloration to the screen and the touch screen wasn't working correctly. The kid obviously knew he screwed up, and he kept asking the mom if they could just leave. That the phone still worked, and he would survive.
The mom didn't even try to be civil. She came in, and immediately started to be a jerk customer. I remember she laughed as she said 'Oh, you're gonna hate me. you should just get your manager now.'
#42
It was at a TGI Fridays in Katy, TX. This waiter was amazing. He was working 8 tables that I could count and was managing all of them flawlessly. Drinks never got below 1/3rd full at any table, he was always attentive and prompt, friendly, just a textbook example of the perfect waiter. He impressed my dad so much that my dad asked if he could speak to a manager. Of course, the waiter immediately asks if anything is wrong, since that's the only time someone asks. My dad tells him no, it's to make sure that management knows what excellent service he's providing. The waiter thanks us and says he'll get a manager over as quickly as he can.
We wait for about 10 minutes before this middle-aged grease ball of a manager saunters over and starts asking my dad how the waiter screwed up. My dad is not the most patient of people, and we were kinda in a hurry to get home, so the 10 minute wait was rubbing him wrong. But when the manager immediately acted like the guy was a mess up, my dad lost it. He told the manager that the waiter had done everything perfectly, and that's why he tipped the guy $15 on a $35 ticket. He also went on to say that the manager needed to be more respectful of his staff and gave the guy an a*s chewing for presuming that the employee had screwed up. Before that moment, I thought that my sister and I were the only ones he would scream at when he was upset. It was somewhat embarrassing to see my dad yell at this guy, but he did it for a good reason.
#43
About the only thing my dad and I have in common is we like to go thrifting. Garage sales, estate sales, antique stores, and charity thrift shops.
Thing is, we do it for different reasons. I do it for the fun of finding something unusual and offbeat. Dad does it because he likes to find bargains, to be one-up on the suckers who didn't know what they had.
So I was mortified when dad went to the charity shop checkout and bitched for 10 minutes about being overcharged 50 cents. Left him in the store alone. When he finally came out, I went in and dropped 5 bucks in the donation jar and apologized for my jerk father.
#44
I wasn’t there for this (THANK GOD) but my mum once had a LENGTHY email argument of complaints to a hotel’s restaurant because their smothered chicken wasn’t “smothered enough.”
One such email included the dictionary definition of smothered.
#45
I think every memory I have of my mom is her yelling at a customer service employee either on the phone or in their face. I always felt bad for the employees. I remember at least one instance in which I felt really embarrassed. I did an online program that was geared towards new drivers. It was all about driving safety and took forever to do. At the end of the course, the young driver had the opportunity to get lower insurance rates. So I had to call a customer service representative and confirm personal information as well as answer some things from the course in order to get the rates. My mom kept insisting I put the phone on speaker. Every time I did, the rep would tell me to take it off of speaker. My mom would then try to follow me around the house trying to listen in and the rep could hear her and said she needed to stop. My mom got mad at the rep and I ended up not getting the lower rates on my insurance because the rep was fed up.
#46
My dad is a pretty big hot head and thinks yelling loudly at customer service employees will solve things. So one time i brought my laptop into a bestbuy for a quick fix, they said i could come get it the next day after it was finished. We show up the next day and they give me a laptop that is 100% not mine.
I just let them know politely that theres been a mistake and it's not my computer. They apologize and go looking for mine, 10 mins later they can't find it. Queue rage machine father "YOU BETTER FIND HIS LAPTOP OR THERE ARE GOING TO BE PROBLEMS". No mention of what kind of problems just one of those "i'm screaming it sounds threatening" sentences. They explain they will keep looking and call me when they have found it but that they will call me everyday with an update.
I'm totally fine with this being a relatively laid back person, i was only worried i wouldnt have a laptop for my first week of college. Anyways they called every day and everyday my father would get on the phone and yell about how unbelievably stupid youd have to be to lose a computer in the store.This happened for about 4 days. Everytime they would get off the phone with my father I would call them back myself to apologize for that and calmly say don't worry about it I'm sure it'll turn up soon.
Guy on the phone was very gracious i wasn't screaming at him and told me if they didn't find it by end of day tomorrow i could come in and pick a laptop and they would write it off to replace mine. Well they never found my computer BUT i did get a much nicer one for free! Which I honestly think had I not called to apologize on my fathers behalf everyday I wouldn't have been given the option to chose any laptop to replace it.
#47
In 8th Grade, My mom stormed into the head masters office at my school, when she found blood on my uniform and some scratches on my hand, I was terrified and scared as I was one who beat up a kid and now my mom dragged me straight to the headmaster asking who beat me up. It got even more embarrassing when my mom demanded the boy to be punished who now had a semi-black eye.
#48
In this case, I feel it was justified, but one time as a ~14 year old, a store tried to say that I was stealing a lipliner as my mom and I were walking out of the store. It was my chapstick that they didn't even sell at that store. My mom went OFF on them. It felt good to know someone had my back.
Tbh as I've gotten older, I've realized my mom just expects a standard and if it's not being met, she communicates it reasonably if a little tersely. I on the other hand am just less confrontational by nature and will likely just brush a lot of stuff off as a customer.
#49
My mom constantly does this, but one time really sticks out.
We went to a local Mexican restaurant and as we were paying for the food she tried to use a coupon. The cashier said they wouldn't accept the coupon and my mom was furious. She demanded that the manager come out and accept the coupon. She caused a massive scene in the restaurant and it lasted at least five minutes. As the cashier was getting the manager, I decided to look at the coupon...it was for a totally different Mexican restaurant in the area and my mom wasn't wearing her glasses. The cashier and manager both came back, my mom apologized, and they ended up accepting the coupon.
#50
When I was around six or seven and we had been driving all day through Florida to see my grandma. Because of various travel hangups we ended up getting to the hotel at 3 AM to discover that there were no pillows in our room. My dad took myself and my mom down there and asked the concierge what he was going to do about it. The man said he didn’t know what was to be done because all the extra pillows were for guests. He actually asked “ what if someone needs them?” This is why my dad blew up, pointing out that that exact situation was happening in that moment, and started going off on this guy. First time I ever heard my dad curse.
#51
I was out to breakfast with my mom, and our waitress straight up disappeared. We sat for a good 30 minutes, after having ordered nothing but eggs. It was an off time, so the diner was pretty quiet. It was as if our waitress had just evaporated. Naturally, my mom asked someone if we could speak with the manager. She stops by, my mom lets her know what's happened, and asks if she can check on our waitress, our food, etc. Ten minutes later the manager shows up with our food, and the waitress in tow. She put our food down, then proceeded to *rip* in to the waitress. This poor woman broke down in tears, apologizing profusely. We felt awful, didn't even bother finishing our food. Once the manager was out of sight, my mom found the waitress, gave her a hug, and a larger tip than usual. It was rough, leaving us both sufficiently embarrassed.
#52
Okay, so we were going to a theme park in the capitol of the country. I must have been around 19, which makes my one sister 16, and the youngest around 9. My dad had been planning this for a year, and we were psyched to go.
After you go into this place, you see a huge lake, and on each side there are several shops. A restaurant there, a souvenir shop there. And also, there is a Build-A-Bear shop. This shop is NOT a part of the park itself, but it does have an entrance from the park.
Anyway, my dad didn't have custody of my sister at the time, and only saw her very sporadically. This was by his own choice, since his anxiety meant he couldn't care for her properly. She lived with a foster family. This was one of maybe three times a year he got to actually take her somewhere, so this trip was a BIG deal.
He told her she could have ONE thing from the park, whatever she wanted he would pay for it. And, being a 9-year old girl, she said she wanted a Build-A-Bear.
My dad was unfamiliar with the concept of Build-A-Bear, so he didn't know that the price of the bear isn't the total price. On top of it comes the clothes, the shoes etc. So the shop person takes my sister through the whole thing. You know, stuffing, putting the heart in etc, and rings up the total.
My dad totally lost it. Like, red in the head, screaming at this poor girl in the shop lost it. And I felt SO embarassed. Firstly, this girl didn't make the prices. Secondly, this was THE trip of the year, it was all four of us for the first time in forever. And thirdly, you don't yell at people like that.
I get that he was angry, since he didn't know the process, and felt cheated. And also, he felt backed into a corner, since he had promised my sister that she could have anything. But you don't do that. Ever.
Luckily, the rest of the trip went by without a hitch, and my youngest sister doesn't remember this happening. She has two Build-A-Bears now, and she named each of them after one of her sisters.
#53
My parents are terrible tippers. They genuinely believe that excellent service = 10% tip. I have explained to them numerous times how servers tip out, etc. and they still think anything over 10% is generous.
#54
He didn't ask to talk to the manager because I didn't let him get that far.
I was around 19/20 when my dad and his gf came to visit my brother and I. We went to Best Buy and they had a new season of his favourite show out on DVD. He grabbed it and took it to the counter where the cashier tried to ring it up. It wouldn't work and suddenly the cashier got this nervous look on his face and says "This isn't suppose to be on the shelf yet... I can't sell it to you"
Well you would have thought someone told my father they were taking all he had. He lashed out at this poor cashier yelling at him how it wasn't his (my dad's) fault they they "messed" up and put it out early and they have to sell it to him blah blah blah.
I get super embarrassed, his gf does nothing, so I am stuck trying to yell my dad to calm down and then physically push him out of the store while he is still yelling. All I could do is look at the cashier and say " I am so sorry". I then lashed out at my dad in the vehicle. We didn't have a good relationship to begin with anyways. His gf tries to defend him saying he is just stressed and he is upset he has to go home and won't be able to see my brother and I for a long time blah blah blah. In the end I told him to take me home and didn't talk to him again for a while.
#55
Spent two hours in the lobby of the MGM Grand in Vegas circa Jan '99. We had arrived with family friends to attend a hairstylist convention (friend's mom owned a salon and mine managed it), and we discovered our family suites had a window view of their dumpster area about a minute after walking into the room.
Cue my mother storming back down to the lobby and demanded the head manager at the front desk switch our rooms immediately. Watching her make a scene and get even angrier once security was threatened on her was mortifying. I was 10, tired and embarrassed, and just wanted us all to have fun.
Luckily the head manager offered a vacant Presidential Suite for "all of the trouble" after getting my mother to calm down. Looking back I realize he did it just to shut her up and restore calm back to the lobby for other guests. To this day, I am overly-nice to retail and food service workers to compensate for her behavior even though she's not even around anymore. I never want to be THAT person.
#56
We go to blockbuster video. We want to rent a VHS video, like you did back then. We got to check out and my mom had a $2.50 late fee for some stupid s**t she had rented. She refused to pay. Just flipped out.
And, worst part, it was CLEARLY this dudes first day and he was like maybe 16? MAYBE. Bleeehhhhhhh. It was gross.
#57
This is my favorite example of my mom being an absolute whacko. We are from NY and I met her in LA where she was vacationing for a few days. There is a restaurant we had been to before and really wanted to visit again, I guess you could say its a "hot spot". This is lunch time, no reservation.
We arrive at the restaurant and there are a bunch of open tables, its early, probably before noon. My mom asks for a table and they say "we're so sorry but if you dont have a reservation, we unfortunately do not have any tables for you. If you'd like, you can leave your phone number and we can call you if we have any cancellations." My mom starts huffing and puffing, pointing at all the tables, which are of course reserved for 12:00 and 12:30 reservations but are currently empty. She's making a whole scene and just storms out of the restaurant.
I try to explain to her the way restaurants work, that there are empty tables because other people are going to be coming in later with reservations. She is storming down the block just ranting "NO! You dont get it! I've worked in restaurants my whole life. This is what they do. It's LA. It's like a nightclub. They dont like the way we look. This is ridiculous." While she's ranting, the hostess comes running down the block. They had a cancellation and they could seat us immediately. I was humiliated, I didnt even want to eat there anymore.
Long story short, I never take my mom to any restaurant I like.
#58
Once my mum and I were at an awesome Chinese place. They had the best pork buns.
So I was sitting there eating my pork bun and then the restaurant owner comes up to ask if we would like anything else. Me being about 7, pointed to the kid’s drink menu at a drink called “the fire truck” that sounded like an absolutely amazing drink. We ordered that and I kept eating my pork bun. When the drink arrived, it was a bright orange Fanta with lemonade and ice cream drink. My mum was shocked, she asked for the manager, (of course she did) and complained that it looked nowhere near a fire truck.
*deep sigh* please end me.
#59
Not my parents, but I was once out to dinner with my brother in law and his family. Our meals all came out at almost random times instead of all together. My brother in law demanded to talk to the manager because it was "unacceptable" that food come out at different times and he said something about how he hopes they don't expect us to pay for the meal. He gave a big speech about how we came out so we could eat together, and he knows this is unacceptable because he used to be a waiter, etc. I was mortified because I didn't think it was that big of a deal.
#60
My mother ranting to all and sundry she was going to get the brand-new Wal-Mart Supercenter in our town shut down because a cashier closed her register as we were walking up.
Apparently she could do this because she "Knew people on the internet." It was 1998.
14-year-old-me was mortified.
#61
Probably the time my mum threw a plate of spaghetti at a waitress because you didn't know if it had dairy in it or not apparently that was good reason theraplay at spaghetti at someone.
#62
My dad started throwing a huge fit at movie theater snack prices, which, to be fair, were utterly ridiculous. It was $6 for a bottle of water. So yeah, you can rage at that, but don't shout down the 15 year old cashier who I can almost guarantee has 0 control over the pricing. If she did she would probably lower it so she would get shouted at less.
kaycee14 47 minutes ago
I went to the movies this week, for the first time since 2019, and water was $9. 😵💫 Ticket prices go to renting the movies from distributors. Concessions are what pays the employees and keeps the lights on. I understand why prices are so high, but don't really want to spend almost 10 bucks on water. Also, there may have been a $2 box of d**g store candy in my purse. Sorry, not sorry.
#63
I was 14 and my mom did this at BK on my birthday because she didn't think the girl had the right attitude. I remember being like "please don't do this" even though I agreed the girl had a nasty attitude(mom's partially deaf and the girl refused to speak louder or more clearly even after being told that plus rolling her eyes and twice getting the order wrong) because I didn't want a scene. My mom was determined to speak with the manager though and wouldn't take our food until she did. Instead of getting the manager the girl decided she wanted to come around the counter and scream in my mom's face for being a "deaf old b***h". She swung on my mom and I jumped on the girl with my brother to keep her off my mom. She bit me twice. Police got called. We were banned from BK after the manager came out and took the employee's side. Cops did nothing because the girl was 16.
Never been more embarrassed or angry. Ruined my whole birthday I should have said I wanted McDonald's instead. Oh well.
#64
I like to forget them. But that one time my mom sent me to pizza hut to collect 3 dollars back that they had over paid her.
#65
I remember when I was like 6 my whole family (all 6 of us) went to the dollar store. I don’t remember much but I remember when we were in the car about to go home my mom was looking at the receipt and she noticed that the cashier gave them $1 less in change than they were supposed to. My mom was furious and made us all go back inside. She started yelling at the teenage girl cashier about how they’re bad people and this is wrong etc etc. Then the girl said something like “ok geeze” and then rolled her eyes while giving back the correct change. This made my mom *flip*. She started screaming at the top of her longs about how they’re evil and how she needs to fix her attitude and stuff like that.
Another one was when we recently had a fire in our house. A bunch of ash and fire extinguisher stuff got all over the house and we got a cleaning company to clean the house. It was like two dudes and two girls. Idk what exactly triggered my mom but apparently she didn’t like the way they were cleaning. She started yelling at them and lecturing them that they should know how to clean, especially the girls because they’re female. She then showed them how to do it whole continuing to yell at them.
A lot of the bad outbursts were the same way she treated us when she got mad. She’s got a lot calmer since then tho.
What do you think ?
T'Mar of Vulcan 10 hours ago
The only time I ever saw my mother scream like a Karen was in the '70s during "pass raids". She ran out into the street and swore at the apartheid police for treating people badly. They threatened her with arrest but she still did it every time. I was not embarrassed even though I was very young. I was proud of her.
BookFanatic 48 minutes ago
My dad was a veteran. Cool guy. Very laid back, very soft spoken. Only saw him lose his temper once. McDonald's drive thru screwed up our order multiple times. After a couple of drive-thru attempts Dad pulled into a parking spot and sent 14 yr old me in to get the right food. Manager refused and called me a rude name. I came out, told Dad. Dad got out of the car. Went into the restaurant. Went absolute full United States Marine Corps on manager. We got our order for free, a bunch of coupons, and a dozen chocolate chip cookies.
T'Mar of Vulcan 10 hours ago
The only time I ever saw my mother scream like a Karen was in the '70s during "pass raids". She ran out into the street and swore at the apartheid police for treating people badly. They threatened her with arrest but she still did it every time. I was not embarrassed even though I was very young. I was proud of her.
BookFanatic 48 minutes ago
My dad was a veteran. Cool guy. Very laid back, very soft spoken. Only saw him lose his temper once. McDonald's drive thru screwed up our order multiple times. After a couple of drive-thru attempts Dad pulled into a parking spot and sent 14 yr old me in to get the right food. Manager refused and called me a rude name. I came out, told Dad. Dad got out of the car. Went into the restaurant. Went absolute full United States Marine Corps on manager. We got our order for free, a bunch of coupons, and a dozen chocolate chip cookies.
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