I once got a call, told them wrong number, hung up, and before I got my hand off the handle, it rang again. I just picked it up and said "If you dialed the wrong number, pressing redial is going to dial the same wrong number." Three seconds of silence, then a click.
I swear I've had that same phone call from a lady in her 90s half a dozen times. 🙄 No matter what I said to get, she was convinced that my brand new phone number was get grandson's.
@@aprilmorris4588 i had that too and after around 10 conversations i found out that she has one of those old rotary dial phones and was not putting in the numbers right We had a good laugh and then the calling stopped but as i talked to her nearly every day for a few days because she always called our number, i kinda missed her afterwards xD
When I was a kid I answered my mom's old cell phone and a man demanded 'where are you?!' In a deep angry voice. I meekly answered home and then screamed out to my dad as the man started yelling at me saying I was lying. My dad is not a man to get angry. I got extra ice cream to calm me down though.
Can you imagine what would’ve happened if a guy followed a women into the bathroom and creepily stood there for a bit demanding service? I wish that lady would have faced more consequences for her actions.
@Amy Neu: Years ago, I was involved in a similar situation involving a Karen. Mom and dad were still alive. Mom had Alzheimers and needed help using the bathroom. I took Mom and Dad to a casino because they both enjoyed it and Mom would sometimes have certain degree of lucidity while playing the nickel machine. Told the hostess I had to assist Mom in the ladies room, she explained to other women entering. Enter the Karen, who bitched and squawked because I was helping Mom. Apparently she called the police, a lady cop was in there. Told Mom I had to talk to the police officer. Explained Dad was outside in a wheelchair and Mom had Alzheimers. If I go to jail, no one will be there to take care of either. Explained they took care of me as a child, I am trying to repay the favor. Officer told me no one she knew would go this far. As soon as she told me I would not be arrested, the Karen again started to bitch and squawk. The officer's facial expression changed and she tore into the Karen. I only caught part of it as I left the ladies room, was telling her some day she'll be old and need assistance to use the ladies room.
That's what I tried to write a way too long comment because I often forget what your justice system is like and what certain things are called that I even know worse in German.
Businesses should post a notice and enforce it. "Touching workers or customers, without their permission, on premises is subject to criminal prosecution and being permanently banned for the store."
Yes, exactly! Businesses and companies need to stop caring about losing money from not placating these assholes and worry more about losing all the normal customers and employees plus lawsuit for not protecting them.
i heard on woman say "it is a good job i DONT work here because you would get a permeate ban from this shop, but as i am a customer i will be happy to rip your face off, and lady that is NOT a figure of speech"
Double standards again. Can you imagine if a man did that to a woman and going into the women's toilets? EDIT : Grabbing strangers is an open invitation to get hurt.
@@Renville80 I could be wrong, but I’m pretty sure deaf people are taught polite/appropriate ways to get the attention of someone not facing them. For example, lightly tapping them on the shoulder or, if possible, tapping an object near the person. Text-to-speech on a phone could be useful as well. I don’t think most deaf people are harshly tugging, poking, hitting, etc. to get someone’s attention unless it’s an emergency.
Because women are thought to be less aggressive and capable of sexual harassment thanks to the misogynistic ideas that are forced upon women - modesty (as opposed to slut shaming) and meekness are considered feminine traits and so when the coin is flipped they advantage ill-intentioned women. It's just plain old sexism, but sometimes it can be exploited.
My husband is 6’5”. So quite often he gets asked for help. He has a rule, if you are nice he’ll be more than happy to help you. If you are rude, go find an employee. If you need help, just be nice.
I am a short 5ft 4in 67m. So yeah I have difficulty reaching the higher shelves. Any time I need help, I always start with 'excuse me but could you...xxx' Manners cost nothing. If the person says no sorry, no biggie, I just hope someone else comes along that will help. It is a very rare occurrance that someone refuses.
Story 4 reminds me of an experience my mother had, when the UK phone system first started changing over from operators to direct dialling. Our (three digit, small village) phone number was the same as the first digits of the railway station phone number in a nearby town. She had several calls one day from a man trying to phone the station, but not using the extra two digits needed to select that city. She told him to put 93 or whatever its was first, but he ignored it and kept calling out house every few minutes. After being told again and again that he was not using the correct number, he lost his temper and came out with an unforgettable line: "I am not dialling the wrong number - You are picking up the wrong phone!"
When I was in college I got my own landline phone and unfortunately for me I got some young woman's old number and this person did not update anyone with their new number. So I kept getting Dr office appointment reminders, dentist reminders, and the woman's parents also called. Her parents kept calling and demanding to speak to their daughter as they were convinced that I was not allowing her to use the phone. I also tried telling the Dr's office and dentist offices about the wrong number but they did not nothing. So the next time I got a call from the Dr's office I rescheduled the appointment 7 days later but in the early morning. I then also rescheduled the dentist appointment to the same day and time as the doctor appointment. As for the parents I started answering the phone "Mort's mortuary, you stab'em we slab'em" or in a bad chinese accent "Bung Ho Liquor and Chinese food, this is Uncle Benny speaking" They eventually stopped calling me. And the doctor's office called me and said that I was a bad person for rescheduling the woman's appointment. I told them that they should have listened the first time when I told them that this was the wrong number.
@Enki1013 lookup to see if there is a national do not call list for where you are and add your number there. If the political parties keep calling then answer the phone and take up as much time as you can manage pretending to be interested, than before they finish the call you tell them that you are actually voting for the other party and just wanted to waste their time so they weren't able to reach as many voters as possible. They will probably take your number off their lists after that.
I once had a phone number that was one digit different from a doctors office. If callers would repeatedly refuse to accept that it was NOT the doctors office, husband would just randomly assign them a time of day to come in
It boggles my mind how Karens don't seem to understand that someone can help another person out of the kindness of their heart, rather than because they are being paid to do it.
That’s because THEY would never help someone else out of the kindness of their own hearts-so don’t expect it from others. When you are a crap person you may expect everyone else to be like you!
Story 3: I've seen stories like these where the Karen basically implies that anyone that isn't a worker but has the generosity to help MUST be a worker. No, people can help because they are nice and not because they are paid to do that.
I agree with you 100%. Anyone who even looks like they're wearing ANY kind of uniform, or wearing headphones, or helping someone else MUST be a worker. I also noticed that you used the word, "nice". This word does not exist in the Karen lexicon. Karens also accuse people of lying because that's EXACTLY what they do to get their way so it totally makes sense in their narcissistic brains. Admitting they are wrong is also something that doesn't exist in their world. It's always someone else's fault, never theirs. I'm glad I don't know any in my immediate orbit.
The real question is are there really that many employees lying about working somewhere that all these Karen’s never believe someone who says they don’t?
Pizza story: Should have answered with a different fictitious business name each time they called or something really bad like “Ghoul’s Mortuary and All You Can Eat Buffet”.
i love messing with telemarketers and the best one i did was when one called, i answered “Menard Correctional Facility, Maximum Security Wing, Officer Jackson speaking, How May I Help You” they didn’t even say anything, all i heard was a click of them hanging up
That Hank's Roadkill's Cafe story reminds me of a practical joke I pulled in the Army. At night in the orderly room, the charge of quarters and his runner stayed. Someone would have to be in the orderly room, either the CQ or his runner, at all times. The CQ was out doing his rounds, the runner sneaked out to the latrine leaving the orderly room unoccupied. I heard the phone ring. I went in, picked up the phone, and in my best Chicago gangster voice answered, "Good evening, Maggie's Whorehouse, we don't give a f### for nothing." Having pulled CQ runner before, I heard what sounded like the Post Commander on the other end yelling, when I hung up the phone. One of the supply sergeants no one liked was pulling CQ duty that night. I sneaked back into my platoon barracks, pulled off my uniform, and jumped into my rack. I already had a reputation for practical jokes, but no one could prove I was out of my rack all night. It never got that far because both that CQ and his runner got an Article 15 for dereliction of duty.
I love the title story! The OP's "Roadkill Café" answer reminds me of my "demonstration customer service skit" when starting a new job at a call center. To demonstrate my customer service tone and manner in training, I would say "Roadkill Café, you kill it, we grill it! Our specials for today are Poodles and Noodles, Road Toad a la Mode, Flat Cat Cakes, served single or stacked, and Dead Deer Delight, with a free side of dirt and gravel! Which of our delicious meals will you be ordering today?" It was always good for a laugh and helped break the ice with new coworkers and managers.
training for a call centre doing mock call with mock security question fellow trainee aske "what was name of your 1st dog? i said well it was called stir fried special with satay sauce for 4 the last i heard. cue manic laughter from all trainees
Karen's don't realize you don't want to cause trouble in other countries. If you get into legal trouble they may not let you leave until it's settled. If they do let you leave you may have to come back at your own expense. Laws are different, a misdemeanor at home (pay a fine you're done) could be a felony there (required jail time).
In Belgium we have a movie about that (on a true story) : The Hell of Tanger. (Wich is Morocco) and they got framed and had drugs with them on a bus because of thier boss (if i remember correctly). The story is very sad :(
Back in the 80's, traveling through Germany (Army), I'd come across tourists getting into trouble, and they would scream about their Rights. Nope, sorry, those Rights stopped when you left America.
@@carljacobs1837 yeah. Try to insist on open carry over here. The judge will laugh you all the way to the prison for reckless endangerment and illegal possession of a firearm. That is IF you survive an encounter with the local police. Ever since the one school shooting we had things have become a little...tense. Even the biker gangs have noticed the police isn't fooling around no more when they suspect or god forbid see a gun.
Americans get in trouble here in Finland every once in a while because they carry a knife for self defence. It's illegal here. You are only allowed to carry a knife if you are taking it home from a shop or your work requires you to have it on you. You can have those multitools with like 1-2 inch blade but basically nothing bigger than that. Some people who are used to carrying a blade pack it to their cargo bag and take it out here without realising it's in some cases not even allowed in the country.
@@someguy7629 something similar happened to the little brother of one of my moms friends, he was working on a boat for the summer near Italy and he was the only person on the crew to not speak Italian (we’re Dutch) so they tried to place all the blame on him, despite him knowing nothing about it, luckily authorities didn’t buy the story the rest of the crew spun. They’re all held near a semi active volcano in a prison on an island (and they most likely won’t be transported if it erupts) and only allowed visitors once a year… the dude was 17 when this happened, he hadn’t even graduated secondary school yet and the court case likely won’t happen anytime soon (it’s already been 5 years) his life is basically ruined and he can’t even get out despite being innocent nor was he allowed to continue his final year of school which almost caused his family fines for not having him be enrolled (he got expelled for a failure of attendance, a lot of shiz went wrong that year)
A professor in college told me about a problem he had when he was a student in school. In his case, he and his roommates had a phone # that was 1 digit off from a hairdressing salon and they kept getting calls for appointments. Eventually, they started taking appointments. "Can you squeeze me in today?" "Well, I think Raul might be able to see you around 2pm. Come in then and don't be late!" Eventually, the salon changed their phone #.
Being kind and respectful is both the right thing to do and in one's best interests. As a shortie I often resort to asking nearby people to help getting stuff from the higher shelves. But I always make it a _request_ and apologize for bothering them as the intro to my request. I've been grocery shopping on my own for 16 years and I've yet to have a single person say no to a polite request for quick help.
My father took an order for a rental car when a woman called our home phone several times and didn't believe us when explaining how she was calling the wrong number. My father finally answered the phone a final time with a rusty and booming voice with these exact words. "Local rental place! How may i help you?!" He made one heck of a performance and told her to pick up the family sedan tomorrow at noon. She never called back again after that.
The pizza story is hilarious. I sometimes use similar tactics when dealing with phone solicitors. One guy, after my stringing him along for several minutes, called me a "very bad old man"! 😅
#4 made me laught so hard with the "They ain't no pizzers running across the roadfer yeh ta hit." The whole "You kill it, we grill it" think could be a intresting kind of restaurant.
I laughed so hard at the pizza story!!! There was a break room call OUT phone at one place where my hubby worked, and on the odd occasion when it would ring IN, it was often met with 'Joe's Mortuary, you stab 'em we slab 'em.'! Then at one time we had a phone number that was 1 digit off from a local florist. No Karens though, people just dialed the right number. What OP did sounds exactly like something one of my kids would do! Especially my oldest boy!!
Story 4: When I was a kid, our phone was easily transposed to that of the local public golf course. I used to get awakened by people ridiculously early in the morning looking for tee times. I finally got so po’d about it that I started giving them “If you can be here in under a half hour, I’ll get you on. Did you need to reserve a cart?” Sadly, I never got any feedback on how that turned out.
Mine is very similar (two numbers switched) from a well know local attorney. I used to get his calls a lot, until he began making them pay an idiot fee. The money went to the local senior center. It worked, they quit calling.
My grandparents phone number was real close to a mortuary. I was probably 10 (during the late 70's or early 80's when this happened) and was staying with them for a Saturday night. The phone rang close to 6pm and I answered the phone. From what I remember a lady was trying to find out what time services were the next day. Not realizing what she really wanted I said we will leave for church tomorrow close to 9 to make Sunday school. She started screaming how that was inappropriate and to speak to the mortician. I didn't know what she wanted and handed the phone to my grandpa. He listened for a second and tried to explain she had the wrong number a few times. I don't remember what she said but could hear her screaming at him. After at least 2 minutes of trying to help her understand she had the wrong number he just hung up. Almost immediately the phone tang again. Same lady and same again for maybe 2 minutes then he just left the phone on the counter and we went back to watch TV. When I went to get a drink from the kitchen maybe 30 minutes later she was still on the phone screaming how someone needs to help her.
I don't know how close the number was to the local Chinese restaurant since I was the idiot who misdialed it and failed to notice the gentleman didn't answer by saying, "x and y restaurant". I did notice their English improved tremendously since the last time I had called, and this time it was a gentleman instead of the usual lady. But, I'm dense. The gentleman let me place my whole order before saying, "that sounds good, I think I'll have the same" then laughed as I began apologizing. another one of my misdials was when my kids were in pre-k. I was one of the class mothers. One morning (around 6 or so) we had a school closing so as a class mother I had to call the other kids parents to let them know. Being early and being half asleep I dialed the wrong number. After telling the person who answered the phone that school would be closed for the day he/she (don't recall) told me they didn't have any kids. I was a bit more awake by then before hanging up I told em that, "if you ever have any kids please remember that today was a no school day"
I used to work at a restaurant and have had people grab my arm when I was walking by. Normally this would not be a huge problem, except when I’m carrying a tray loaded with another table’s order and guess which arm some of these numbskulls grabbed? People, keep your hands to yourself. No food service or retail worker wants or needs to have you touch, grab, or snap your fingers at, them ever. Oh yeah, I have dumped trays on customers because some jerk grabbed me. Unfortunately, it was usually on an innocent person.
Yep, absolutely agree. Not often I laugh out loud at the stories (usually more like a wry smile & a genteel giggle) but this? Oh yeah, definitely LOL!!!
Why do people think it's okay to assume someone is an employee & then harass them?? 🤬 Even if they ARE an employee, what makes ppls think it's okay to grab/verbally attack someone??? I don't get it! I thought we learned the "Don't Grab People" thing in PRE-SCHOOL! If you don't want it done to you, don't do it to someone else! Common sense & manners people! They are a thing!
When I was a child, our phone number was 1 digit off from a liquor store. Drunks would call all the time to see about delivery. You couldn't make them understand that they dialed the wrong number. So my father would just take down their orders and address. We rarely heard back from them. We figured they would pass out waiting for the deliveries.
I’m barely 5’2” and always seem to need items from the top shelves. I often have to rely on kind shoppers to help me, but I make sure only accept help when it’s willingly offered. Also, a smile and ‘thank you’ goes a long way with most people. I can’t imagine being so demanding like other crazy people.
I'm not that tall but if someone asks me to get something from a high shelf (or sometimes I'll just offer if I see they're unable) it's no big deal. Words like please, thank you and you're welcome do exist. And a smile, a laugh and a few seconds of friendly conversation are fine too. It's called civilized behaviour.
My husband is 6’5” so he gets asked a lot. I’m 5’4” his mom is 5’1” so he understands. If you are nice to him, no problem. Rude he’ll tell you to go find an employee. Basic kindness goes a long way.
In a past lifetime, I lived in a town where you had to dial 1 to phone out of town numbers, otherwise you rang a local phone. It turned out that the last 4 digits of my number were the first 4 digits of a hospital in a neighboring town. I got calls at all hours. I finally got a new number.
What gets me, by which I mean what makes me the most irritated, is just how many people feel that they should be able to exercise firing power over employees! I've had bad customer service more than a few times in my 65 years but have never thought that someone should be fired for the way I was treated. Retrained? Admonished? Sure. But losing a job because of a bad day or poor judgement? No.
I just love these stories. The lady following the guy in bathroom, when she said she needed help and needed it now, I would reply that I need help now as well, that there's a crazy lady harassing me in mens room and I need police now
#2 That Karen calling OP «rude» is a clear show of her projecting her own rudeness upon peoples who are NOT rude. #4 What a Karen on steroids. Once again, Karen played one of her stupid game and win a pretty stupid prize. #6 Nice story. The actual employee of that store probably saw some improvement in the general mood and work condition with that new manager.
Always classic when Karen gets thrown in the slam. The mattresses there aren't exactly Sleep Number. Ahemm... um, not that I would know. Pure speculation.
Pizza story: My pharmacy kept receiving orders for pizza after I tried to straighten out the problem. I finally just took the order and told them it would be ready in 30 minutes. The phone calls soon stopped.
Decades ago when we were newlyweds we moved into our first rental and got our first landline telephone. There was a local daytime only AM station that played top 40 teeny bopper songs. Their request line phone number was slightly different from our new number. Every day we got dozens of calls from preteen girls asking us to play, “Billy Don’t Be a Hero” or another hit. I called the phone company and got our number changed.
Karen with pizza. In college I shared a townhouse with 4 other students and a shared landline. One evening we got a call from someone ordering a pizza, and I happened to catch the call. Thought it was a great idea. So I said, " oh, yeah, I'd like four large pizzas, two pepperoni, one deluxe, and one vegetarian. Can you deliver or shall I come pick up?" A moment of silence and the caller said, "I think you have the wrong number."
The guy with the "pizza number". ..... I used to do this kind of thing to salespeople. Always looked forward to their calls .... Some of them were quite tenacious
Story 2: The idiot in this story doesn't even have the usual "random person must be employee because reasons" brain fart. She actually assumed that OP must help her because he's tall. Uh, no, the ability to do something does not, by itself, create an obligation to do something.
I'm 6'4" and happy to lend a hand to short people who are obviously struggling. I had one woman try to demand that I help her, so I just smiled, said "if you'd asked nice, sure" then walked off. I'm nobody's lackey.
I'm fortunate enough to have a phone number nowhere near that of any local businesses [knock wood], but I do sometimes get misdials (as do we all). Almost invariably the caller either realizes his/her mistake immediately or upon asking to speak to whomever and being told regretfully that there's no one here by that name, then apologizes and hangs up. Not always, though. One night I was relaxing in my comfy chair with a glass of wine when my phone rang. I answered 'Hello?' only to have some surly woman snarl 'Who is this?'loudly in my ear. Now, I'm generally very polite, especially over the phone, but I have one big telephonic pet peeve and that happens to be it. It had also been a long day and I was in No Mood, so I said in my most pleasant, professional voice, 'You called me, you figure it out,' and hung up. Silence for about a minute (and another sip of wine) then the phone rang again. Checked the Caller ID, yep, same number. Figured maybe she'd pulled her horns in a bit and was calling to apologize (yeah, no), so I picked up the receiver. Didn't even have the chance to say a word before she launches into a shrieking diatribe about how dare I hang up on HER!? /Okay, b*tch/. With my wineglass, I tapped on the receiver to make a sound like the click of a recording activating, then in my sultriest, sexiest voice purred something like, 'Hellooo, lover. Welcome to Eve's Garden, where all your erotic dreams come true. Press 1 to speak with Candy, press 2 for Tatiana, press -- " she hung up before I got to 3 and that was the last time I ever heard from her.
On the first day of Spanish 1, one of the guys in class told the teacher "El tape-o is out-o." I mean, it was the first day, so I thought it was funny...
Heh, our home phone number was 1 number off from what was a local pizza place years ago. Furthermore, the pizza place had a 0 for the last number and the last number for ours was 6. I was always REALLY surprised that we never got calls for pizza orders. That pizza place is no longer there though, but instead there is a really good Italian restaurant with a completely different phone number.
Thank you. I was in tears before and now I'm 0.09% not on the verge of a complete breakdown with all the ugly things that usually follow and I stayed home instead of making a very dumb and dangerous decicion.
My elementary grade art teacher tried to be funny by adding ‘-O to all her words and told us she was teaching us Spanish…oh man never trust kids…not 4 hours later we get called into an “emergency meeting” where the whole school (it was a small private school) sat in front of the teacher while she implored us to ignore anything she ever she added an -O to and saying it was Spanish. One of my classmates sold her down the river and with a whole school chock full of bored Karen’s, it didn’t take long before news flew through the gossip chain made its way quickly through the chain. I remember thinking two things. 1. This is Hella-O funny-O and 2. Who and how the hell did someone in my class have a chance To even say anything to any parent? We were all in other classes in between art class and the emergency meeting. Teacher didn’t get fired but her contract wasn’t renewed or something as we didn’t have the same teacher the following year. Never trust children…
Fluff- I used to work with a Head Teller who always added an 'O' to every word, thinking she was speaking Spanish. I guess she wanted to seem superior to me; I took 3 yrs of Spanish in HS (although I'm not fluent, I can hold my own). Anyway, I told her adding an 'O' to every word doesn't make it Spanish. She didn't listen & the day came when she added an 'O' to the word cool. You can guess the rest. She never put an 'O' on any word again.
Story 4: I never understand how people can entretain those Karens. I'd just say "wrong number", and if they tried to argue, I'd hang up on them immediately. If they call me again, I'd just repeat "wrong number" and hang up. If they still insisted, I'd just block their number and let's go.
I burst out laughing at the men's room story. He did the right thing in doing his business even though the rude lady was standing right outside the stall. There's no way he could have gotten in trouble over it. SHE wasn't supposed to be in the men's room, and he did use the stall instead of the urinal because she had followed him in. He maintained propriety in an awkward situation, while still tending to his own urgent need to use the toilet.👏👍😂🚽
Had something of a similar issue to the phone story but it wasn’t a Karen. Got a call on my iphone, didn’t recognize the number so let it ring. I hadn’t given anyone i knew my number so was assuming it to be a robocall. But then they called again and answered thinking it must be important if they are determined for an answer. It was a cable company thinking they were calling a customer about something and i had to keep explaining to the person on the other line that I wasn’t that customer and that they had the wrong number. Dude was insistent that he had the right number and couldn’t understand that he has the wrong number
"I got a dozen more calls that night and two more the following night, and after that it stopped" Me: Haha, funny story, let's see what comes up nex... "Now fast forward two weeks" Me: OH SHIT THIS ABOUT TO GO DOWN
In several of these "I don't work here" the older Karens pretty much sound as if they had second-stage dementia, which often seems to include anger when the world starts to get confusing to them. I'd guess it can be even worse if the demented person is somebody who has always been bossy and self-centered. But even if not... I wonder what reaction it would get if the person harassed by that type of Karen would start loudly wondering about her obvious dementia, whether she has anybody they could call to come and get her, or if she has slipped out of a care center or escaped from her caretakers. :D More seriously - with our aging population different forms of dementia have to now be a lot more common occurrence than they used to be, and an older angry woman who doesn't seem to comprehend what is said to her may very well be suffering from it. The stories can be fun to read or listen to but maybe we should feel a bit sorry for the offenders too when it is an older person, in case that is their problem. Dementia has to be a pretty nightmarish disease to deal with.
I too added a land line to a bundle. No one had the number as I never used it. However, the number once belonged to a dead beat. I was receiving calls all day and night long from people wanting their money. Even the Walgreens pharmacy was after them. Although it was also plugged into my alarm system, I unplugged it. Yes, I could have gotten another number, however I am of the mind set, be careful what you wish for.
Story one: according to my experience with duolingo, this is actually the case. I could not remember the word for plate and said "plato" and I was so confounded that was actually the answer.
@@redfailhawk Actually it would literally be "suit of bathing". Bathroom is "cuarto de baño", people say "baño" for short. I think that is what got you confused.
Last manager reminds me of my workplace. I had 4 or 5 day shift line leads try to poach me. Within the first 2 months, each new line lead would try to talk me into going onto day shift. Then they'd find a better offer, or be promoted out, and the process starts again. One line lead, I suspect wasn't entirely interested in having me as a subordinate, but also in having me available as a fling. Because she did that to most of the men around her age on day shift, before and after getting married.
The Karen in the first story saying "but you just spoke spanish" as a justification for mistaking OP as a worker is just ridiculous. Like lady, not everyone that speaks the countries language works at the resort. Not everyone that speaks the language even necessarily lives in/ is from that country. Bilingual and people who speak multiple languages exist.
It really doesn't matter what particular variable Karen uses to decide that someone works there. Once she's decided it, she's all in until the Police are called.
I remember going to Tenerife when I was 10/11. Had been learning some Spanish at school so I wanted to order my own meal one afternoon. Looked up the phrases I didn't know (please may I have) and told the waitress what I wanted. Was so gutted when she didn't understand me because she only knew English! 🤣
S1: Most sane American Tourist. S4: Unironically that's sounds like a great idea, the "Hank's Roadkill Café" thing I mean, I would definitely eat there at least once just out of curiosity.
This thing about demanding that people get fired for this or that petty reason ir awful in itself, and of course even worse when you are barking up the wrong tree.
I had one of these Karens decades ago. This goes back to when O'Reilly Auto Parts was Murray's. The staff wore red shirts, while the current wear green shirts. So going back in time to when Murray's was a thing, going to a local store, I had on a BLUE shirt. Not just any blue shirt, but a band shirt, namely Incubus. The OG Karen before Karen was a thing asked me where something was. Um, I don't work here. I did offer to help her because I'm a regular. Then she zeroed in on my shirt... "DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?" As she pointed at my shirt. WTF random lady! I said, "Incubus. It's a band." Karen says it means the DEVIL! Me: I don't believe in any of that, and I don't care what you think. Karen: I'm going to pray for you. Me: I am going to pray for you (her demeanor bloomed) to the god Allah.... Ohhhh wow her brain broke!
Wrong number calls can be quite annoying. I've had a few wrong number callers who leave angry rants on my VM (I have Do Not Disturb filtering out calls that aren't on my contacts list when the phone is locked, so the only time I'd answer a random stranger's call is if they happen to call while I'm using my phone to play a game, read email, etc). The closest I've had to a "karen" calling the wrong number and being abusive was some drunk guy demanding to talk to Jennifer and being extremely angry and abusive that I can't put this Jennifer on the line because this isn't her number and I have no clue who she is. I hung up on him and he called back, screaming profanities and threats. So I hung up again and blocked the number.
Story 4: I think OP might've gotten prank called by an improv theater troupe who finally found their match. That level of commitment to "yes, and", on both sides, is truly remarkable to see in the wild.
Love the last story, awesome to end on such a positive note! OP sounds a lot like my son, who's always ready to help anyone without making a big deal out of it. Nice.
"Welcome to the outback slaughter steakhouse, you killed it. We grilled it, what's it be?" That had me cracking the heck up. I honestly love the Op's entire second call. And I'm not gonna lie, I'm probably gonna actually bust that out one of these days? When I get a wrong number phone call.
After 20 some odd years as a nurse (talk about abusing staff) and several years dealing with health issues (not all entirely resolved) I just started a job in retail (think money denomination with high military rank) because I like to eat and wear clean clothes. I was very nervous about this job because of all the reddit stories about Karen. So far everyone is awesome. Because I’m a new face here, people always ask if I do indeed work here before asking for help, and if I don’t know if we carry a product or where it’s shelved they follow me on impromptu field trips to look and laugh at my aha moments. Even when it comes to asking for id for beer or tobacco purchases everyone is pretty cool about it. If they grumble a bit, I remind them that I’d have to see my own son’s ID before I could sell to him. Even after our registers crashed one day, nobody was truly nasty. Of course in our small town we’re all too used to the internet failing if it’s raining or cloudy or windy or too sunny. But then most of us live pretty local and either know everyone or know someone they know. And while I’m hoping for some juicy stories for Fluff, I’m kinda excited that this job is going so well.
Well let's be honest in story 1 if you're a karen you're probably not the sharpest tool in the shed, so it's not too surprising that they would believe an added "o" might make something Spanish.
Dear DF and Steve-o, I love listening to your stories and I do appreciate how you are ending your offerings with something wholesome: the smiles offset the head shaking and brightens my day. Thanks.
You have no idea how many times I've had other customers ask me where something is just because I folded the clothing I was just looking at while shopping. I worked in retail for so long. I NEVER leave something I was looking at unfolded.
Story 4: Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't. One day in the 90's, I answered a call on a line my parents got for my brother's and I back in the late 80's. This lady asked for a Mary that never lived with us or as far as I knew, never had our number. The old lady said Old Lady "Is Mary there?" Me "There isn't a Mary here, sorry you have the wrong number" Old Lady "Why would she give me the wrong number?" Me "I don't know, maybe you wrote it down wrong, dialed it wrong, but she isn't here." Then we hung up.
Story 4: That was definitely a Petsmart employee in the late 90s, early 2000s, because that was basically also me and my first job. And YEP, Petsmart paid way better than most jobs at the time. lol
Last story: The supervisor was glad he was working off the clock. This is not a good sign for the employees or the company since it could go bad in many ways.
Hey Fluff, I was thinking the same thing about Mary in the last story. She seems like the kind of manager that you'd want to be your supervisor. I might have taken a part-time job there just because she was so chill 😎. Good for Mary.
Story 5: I'm surprised she didn't jump to the idea that the manager was trying to defend OP. She sounds like the type. But yeah, if even the manager says that someone doesn't work there, that someone clearly doesn't work there
This story takes place not long after we moved to a new house in a new town back when everyone still had landlines. My phone rang one day, and when I answered it, a man on the other end said, "I want some Viagra.". Me - "Excuse me?" Him - "I want Viagra." Me - "This is my house. I don't have any Viagra. Who are you trying to call?" Him - drug store (pharmacy) in another town I got out my new phone book and looked it up. In America, phone numbers are 10 digits. A 3 digit area code (large area), a 3 digit prefix (smaller area), and a 4 digit subscriber number which is unique to each telephone line. In this case, the number he was calling had the same area code and same subscriber number as mine, but a different prefix. Also the two towns, along with several other small towns, were all in the same phone book. If you look in the yellow pages for something, it would be easy to make that mistake. Once I told him the new number, he apologized and thanked me. I did get several more calls occasionally for the pharmacy, but everyone was nice.
Pizza story... that was funny, but I would have saved her number, and called her numerous times to order a pizza, and given her back a bit of what she had given to me previously!
This entire Reddit thread reminds me of the fact that I spent the better part of circa 1992 thru 2020 as a local Chinese restaurant. To elaborate, my home phone, now cell number contains the exact same 10 digit phone number as this restaurant, with only the prefix being in a slightly different order. At it's peak, I was averaging about 6 phone calls per week looking for this Chinese restaurant. Majority of the calls were from the surrounding towns with a sprinkling from NY. They basically stopped when they moved to a different town and got a new number.
3:55 I wish she had seen some unexpexted "private parts" and being banned for $€xual harrasment, stalking, breach of privacy..... OR even incriminated herself more if she tried to sue those poor people (minding their business literally) for " indecent exposure" or whatever... Idk, I am searching for a term - but it won't come to mind right as I need it ( as usual) and also I am not too familiar what is a felony and what the lesser charges are called... ( another phrase that's stuck in my mind) ....ugh. I hate when that happens. Funny thing is : the longer we were in lockdown again and again, I cant often find the exact word I try to remember in Austrian/ German , my first language ! Obviously because I spent so much more time on the internet commenting in English, then talking to "real" people around me ( maybe 1 hour compared to 8 hours online) ( Yes I am a lonely looser and didn't visit my parents for weeks , when the zone I life in - a city, was dark RED, aka had the highest infection rate in the state, because they and I are in the highest risk group. So locking yourself in and only go out to buy groceries for half a hour was the norm for at least 19 months .
I once got a call, told them wrong number, hung up, and before I got my hand off the handle, it rang again. I just picked it up and said "If you dialed the wrong number, pressing redial is going to dial the same wrong number." Three seconds of silence, then a click.
HAH! I love it! :D
I swear I've had that same phone call from a lady in her 90s half a dozen times. 🙄 No matter what I said to get, she was convinced that my brand new phone number was get grandson's.
@@Kelaiah01 kkkkimimi lol
@@aprilmorris4588 i had that too and after around 10 conversations i found out that she has one of those old rotary dial phones and was not putting in the numbers right
We had a good laugh and then the calling stopped but as i talked to her nearly every day for a few days because she always called our number, i kinda missed her afterwards xD
When I was a kid I answered my mom's old cell phone and a man demanded 'where are you?!' In a deep angry voice. I meekly answered home and then screamed out to my dad as the man started yelling at me saying I was lying. My dad is not a man to get angry. I got extra ice cream to calm me down though.
"How can we cook a dead pizza" is the greatest question I've ever heard.
Hire a Necromancer...
Besides, they were the worlds first Environmentalists to practice the 3 R's...
Reduce, Reuse, Reanimate...
😄😁😆😅😂🤣
You boil it.
A fantastic troll of a karen.
the real question is can you bring a pizza back to life?
@@zoloko1850 Spritz it with distilled water, and microwave it!
Can you imagine what would’ve happened if a guy followed a women into the bathroom and creepily stood there for a bit demanding service? I wish that lady would have faced more consequences for her actions.
He’d be on a sex offenders list(which is where I think she belongs if she’s going to stalk men & watch/listen to them use the toilet).
Stop being sexist, how dare you demand women be held to the same account as men.
@Amy Neu:
Years ago, I was involved in a similar situation involving a Karen. Mom and dad were still alive. Mom had Alzheimers and needed help using the bathroom. I took Mom and Dad to a casino because they both enjoyed it and Mom would sometimes have certain degree of lucidity while playing the nickel machine. Told the hostess I had to assist Mom in the ladies room, she explained to other women entering. Enter the Karen, who bitched and squawked because I was helping Mom. Apparently she called the police, a lady cop was in there. Told Mom I had to talk to the police officer. Explained Dad was outside in a wheelchair and Mom had Alzheimers. If I go to jail, no one will be there to take care of either. Explained they took care of me as a child, I am trying to repay the favor. Officer told me no one she knew would go this far. As soon as she told me I would not be arrested, the Karen again started to bitch and squawk. The officer's facial expression changed and she tore into the Karen. I only caught part of it as I left the ladies room, was telling her some day she'll be old and need assistance to use the ladies room.
@@toshiroyamada2443 the audacity of these people 😤
That's what I tried to write a way too long comment because I often forget what your justice system is like and what certain things are called that I even know worse in German.
Businesses should post a notice and enforce it. "Touching workers or customers, without their permission, on premises is subject to criminal prosecution and being permanently banned for the store."
Yes, exactly! Businesses and companies need to stop caring about losing money from not placating these assholes and worry more about losing all the normal customers and employees plus lawsuit for not protecting them.
"Offenders will be microchipped and permanently banned. If you return the microchip will trigger a loud alarm t o alert employees and security."
Entitled people don't read. Rules meant for "the little people" don't apply to them.
@@michaelterrell 😂😂😂
i heard on woman say "it is a good job i DONT work here because you would get a permeate ban from this shop, but as i am a customer i will be happy to rip your face off, and lady that is NOT a figure of speech"
Double standards again. Can you imagine if a man did that to a woman and going into the women's toilets? EDIT : Grabbing strangers is an open invitation to get hurt.
In that case I wouldn’t want to be a deaf person trying to get someone’s attention.
@@Renville80 I could be wrong, but I’m pretty sure deaf people are taught polite/appropriate ways to get the attention of someone not facing them. For example, lightly tapping them on the shoulder or, if possible, tapping an object near the person. Text-to-speech on a phone could be useful as well. I don’t think most deaf people are harshly tugging, poking, hitting, etc. to get someone’s attention unless it’s an emergency.
Because women are thought to be less aggressive and capable of sexual harassment thanks to the misogynistic ideas that are forced upon women - modesty (as opposed to slut shaming) and meekness are considered feminine traits and so when the coin is flipped they advantage ill-intentioned women. It's just plain old sexism, but sometimes it can be exploited.
@@Renville80 That's different. You can tell intention when you turn around. Happy to help someone asking for it. Demanding it is different.
@@LadyEowyn that may be true but that's not how is written. Dude sounds like he'd flatten the deaf person having an emergency.
My husband is 6’5”. So quite often he gets asked for help. He has a rule, if you are nice he’ll be more than happy to help you. If you are rude, go find an employee.
If you need help, just be nice.
I am a short 5ft 4in 67m. So yeah I have difficulty reaching the higher shelves. Any time I need help, I always start with 'excuse me but could you...xxx' Manners cost nothing. If the person says no sorry, no biggie, I just hope someone else comes along that will help. It is a very rare occurrance that someone refuses.
I'm like 5'1 and I'm always like "excuse me can I borrow your height please"
@@allisonickes8173 I would think your approach gets you lots of 'of course' smiles?
"Hank's Roadkill café, you kill it, we grill it" 😂😂😂😂
"Charlie's pool hall! Who in the hall do you want?"
I read that as Hooktail’s Roadkill café for some reason 😂😂😂😂😂!!! I’m a huge Paper Mario fan and I grew up with the GameCube version.
Story 4 reminds me of an experience my mother had, when the UK phone system first started changing over from operators to direct dialling. Our (three digit, small village) phone number was the same as the first digits of the railway station phone number in a nearby town.
She had several calls one day from a man trying to phone the station, but not using the extra two digits needed to select that city.
She told him to put 93 or whatever its was first, but he ignored it and kept calling out house every few minutes.
After being told again and again that he was not using the correct number, he lost his temper and came out with an unforgettable line:
"I am not dialling the wrong number - You are picking up the wrong phone!"
When I was in college I got my own landline phone and unfortunately for me I got some young woman's old number and this person did not update anyone with their new number. So I kept getting Dr office appointment reminders, dentist reminders, and the woman's parents also called. Her parents kept calling and demanding to speak to their daughter as they were convinced that I was not allowing her to use the phone. I also tried telling the Dr's office and dentist offices about the wrong number but they did not nothing.
So the next time I got a call from the Dr's office I rescheduled the appointment 7 days later but in the early morning. I then also rescheduled the dentist appointment to the same day and time as the doctor appointment.
As for the parents I started answering the phone "Mort's mortuary, you stab'em we slab'em" or in a bad chinese accent "Bung Ho Liquor and Chinese food, this is Uncle Benny speaking" They eventually stopped calling me. And the doctor's office called me and said that I was a bad person for rescheduling the woman's appointment. I told them that they should have listened the first time when I told them that this was the wrong number.
Kaziglu - Funny! :-)
Good for you.
@Enki1013 lookup to see if there is a national do not call list for where you are and add your number there. If the political parties keep calling then answer the phone and take up as much time as you can manage pretending to be interested, than before they finish the call you tell them that you are actually voting for the other party and just wanted to waste their time so they weren't able to reach as many voters as possible. They will probably take your number off their lists after that.
I once had a phone number that was one digit different from a doctors office. If callers would repeatedly refuse to accept that it was NOT the doctors office, husband would just randomly assign them a time of day to come in
It boggles my mind how Karens don't seem to understand that someone can help another person out of the kindness of their heart, rather than because they are being paid to do it.
That’s because THEY would never help someone else out of the kindness of their own hearts-so don’t expect it from others. When you are a crap person you may expect everyone else to be like you!
Story 3: I've seen stories like these where the Karen basically implies that anyone that isn't a worker but has the generosity to help MUST be a worker. No, people can help because they are nice and not because they are paid to do that.
I agree with you 100%. Anyone who even looks like they're wearing ANY kind of uniform, or wearing headphones, or helping someone else MUST be a worker. I also noticed that you used the word, "nice". This word does not exist in the Karen lexicon. Karens also accuse people of lying because that's EXACTLY what they do to get their way so it totally makes sense in their narcissistic brains. Admitting they are wrong is also something that doesn't exist in their world. It's always someone else's fault, never theirs. I'm glad I don't know any in my immediate orbit.
Smh Karens are dumb like that.... that look at people like puppets not genuine human beings because they're not genuine human beings
Because THEY would never help so they assume no one else would.
The real question is are there really that many employees lying about working somewhere that all these Karen’s never believe someone who says they don’t?
@@scuba535 no these Karens are entitled and think other people who are shopping like them are puppets... they learned that day...
Pizza story: Should have answered with a different fictitious business name each time they called or something really bad like “Ghoul’s Mortuary and All You Can Eat Buffet”.
Or "road Kill Cafe, you kill it we grill it"
@@kristiedarling4888 The OP tried that one, didn’t work.
i love messing with telemarketers
and the best one i did was when one called, i answered “Menard Correctional Facility, Maximum Security Wing, Officer Jackson speaking, How May I Help You”
they didn’t even say anything, all i heard was a click of them hanging up
what about “County Morgue, You Stab ‘Em, We Slab ‘Em” ?
@@JohnH20111 Or, “You slay ‘em, we filet ‘em”
Who follows a man into the men's room? That lady was crazy. You don't bother other customers.
That Hank's Roadkill's Cafe story reminds me of a practical joke I pulled in the Army. At night in the orderly room, the charge of quarters and his runner stayed. Someone would have to be in the orderly room, either the CQ or his runner, at all times. The CQ was out doing his rounds, the runner sneaked out to the latrine leaving the orderly room unoccupied. I heard the phone ring. I went in, picked up the phone, and in my best Chicago gangster voice answered, "Good evening, Maggie's Whorehouse, we don't give a f### for nothing." Having pulled CQ runner before, I heard what sounded like the Post Commander on the other end yelling, when I hung up the phone. One of the supply sergeants no one liked was pulling CQ duty that night. I sneaked back into my platoon barracks, pulled off my uniform, and jumped into my rack.
I already had a reputation for practical jokes, but no one could prove I was out of my rack all night. It never got that far because both that CQ and his runner got an Article 15 for dereliction of duty.
Gee, I knocked down a two star General, and all they gave me was a Letter of Commendation!
"Would you apologize to this customer who mistook you for an employee?"
"No, but I wouldn't mind insulting her, if that's okay with you."
I love the title story! The OP's "Roadkill Café" answer reminds me of my "demonstration customer service skit" when starting a new job at a call center. To demonstrate my customer service tone and manner in training, I would say "Roadkill Café, you kill it, we grill it! Our specials for today are Poodles and Noodles, Road Toad a la Mode, Flat Cat Cakes, served single or stacked, and Dead Deer Delight, with a free side of dirt and gravel! Which of our delicious meals will you be ordering today?" It was always good for a laugh and helped break the ice with new coworkers and managers.
training for a call centre doing mock call with mock security question fellow trainee aske "what was name of your 1st dog?
i said well it was called stir fried special with satay sauce for 4 the last i heard.
cue manic laughter from all trainees
Karen's don't realize you don't want to cause trouble in other countries. If you get into legal trouble they may not let you leave until it's settled. If they do let you leave you may have to come back at your own expense. Laws are different, a misdemeanor at home (pay a fine you're done) could be a felony there (required jail time).
In Belgium we have a movie about that (on a true story) : The Hell of Tanger. (Wich is Morocco) and they got framed and had drugs with them on a bus because of thier boss (if i remember correctly). The story is very sad :(
Back in the 80's, traveling through Germany (Army), I'd come across tourists getting into trouble, and they would scream about their Rights. Nope, sorry, those Rights stopped when you left America.
@@carljacobs1837 yeah. Try to insist on open carry over here. The judge will laugh you all the way to the prison for reckless endangerment and illegal possession of a firearm. That is IF you survive an encounter with the local police. Ever since the one school shooting we had things have become a little...tense. Even the biker gangs have noticed the police isn't fooling around no more when they suspect or god forbid see a gun.
Americans get in trouble here in Finland every once in a while because they carry a knife for self defence. It's illegal here. You are only allowed to carry a knife if you are taking it home from a shop or your work requires you to have it on you. You can have those multitools with like 1-2 inch blade but basically nothing bigger than that. Some people who are used to carrying a blade pack it to their cargo bag and take it out here without realising it's in some cases not even allowed in the country.
@@someguy7629 something similar happened to the little brother of one of my moms friends, he was working on a boat for the summer near Italy and he was the only person on the crew to not speak Italian (we’re Dutch) so they tried to place all the blame on him, despite him knowing nothing about it, luckily authorities didn’t buy the story the rest of the crew spun. They’re all held near a semi active volcano in a prison on an island (and they most likely won’t be transported if it erupts) and only allowed visitors once a year… the dude was 17 when this happened, he hadn’t even graduated secondary school yet and the court case likely won’t happen anytime soon (it’s already been 5 years) his life is basically ruined and he can’t even get out despite being innocent nor was he allowed to continue his final year of school which almost caused his family fines for not having him be enrolled (he got expelled for a failure of attendance, a lot of shiz went wrong that year)
A professor in college told me about a problem he had when he was a student in school. In his case, he and his roommates had a phone # that was 1 digit off from a hairdressing salon and they kept getting calls for appointments. Eventually, they started taking appointments. "Can you squeeze me in today?" "Well, I think Raul might be able to see you around 2pm. Come in then and don't be late!" Eventually, the salon changed their phone #.
Being kind and respectful is both the right thing to do and in one's best interests. As a shortie I often resort to asking nearby people to help getting stuff from the higher shelves. But I always make it a _request_ and apologize for bothering them as the intro to my request. I've been grocery shopping on my own for 16 years and I've yet to have a single person say no to a polite request for quick help.
From another shorty: same here.
@@diannelavoie5385 amen ladies! If I didn’t rely on friendly strangers my shopping trips would be incomplete.
Story 4: Slick burn, dude. It's why I'll never have a landline. Hell, I won't answer my cell if I don't recognize the number.
I had a cheap answering machine for my land line. Some people were still dense to leave a msg after being told that they were talking to a MACHINE!
I love "we can't cook a dead pizza"🤣😂 I also love this episode ending on a happy story ☺️ 💜 love you and Stevie boy😊
My father took an order for a rental car when a woman called our home phone several times and didn't believe us when explaining how she was calling the wrong number. My father finally answered the phone a final time with a rusty and booming voice with these exact words.
"Local rental place! How may i help you?!" He made one heck of a performance and told her to pick up the family sedan tomorrow at noon. She never called back again after that.
The pizza story is hilarious. I sometimes use similar tactics when dealing with phone solicitors. One guy, after my stringing him along for several minutes, called me a "very bad old man"! 😅
#4 made me laught so hard with the "They ain't no pizzers running across the roadfer yeh ta hit." The whole "You kill it, we grill it" think could be a intresting kind of restaurant.
I laughed so hard at the pizza story!!! There was a break room call OUT phone at one place where my hubby worked, and on the odd occasion when it would ring IN, it was often met with 'Joe's Mortuary, you stab 'em we slab 'em.'! Then at one time we had a phone number that was 1 digit off from a local florist. No Karens though, people just dialed the right number. What OP did sounds exactly like something one of my kids would do! Especially my oldest boy!!
Dominos Story: That has to be one of the funniest thing ever.
Story 3: It was a smart move from OP to go to a register so that the employee knew what she had done and give her a little payback
Story 4: When I was a kid, our phone was easily transposed to that of the local public golf course. I used to get awakened by people ridiculously early in the morning looking for tee times. I finally got so po’d about it that I started giving them “If you can be here in under a half hour, I’ll get you on. Did you need to reserve a cart?” Sadly, I never got any feedback on how that turned out.
Mine is very similar (two numbers switched) from a well know local attorney. I used to get his calls a lot, until he began making them pay an idiot fee. The money went to the local senior center. It worked, they quit calling.
My grandparents phone number was real close to a mortuary. I was probably 10 (during the late 70's or early 80's when this happened) and was staying with them for a Saturday night. The phone rang close to 6pm and I answered the phone. From what I remember a lady was trying to find out what time services were the next day. Not realizing what she really wanted I said we will leave for church tomorrow close to 9 to make Sunday school. She started screaming how that was inappropriate and to speak to the mortician. I didn't know what she wanted and handed the phone to my grandpa. He listened for a second and tried to explain she had the wrong number a few times. I don't remember what she said but could hear her screaming at him. After at least 2 minutes of trying to help her understand she had the wrong number he just hung up. Almost immediately the phone tang again. Same lady and same again for maybe 2 minutes then he just left the phone on the counter and we went back to watch TV. When I went to get a drink from the kitchen maybe 30 minutes later she was still on the phone screaming how someone needs to help her.
I don't know how close the number was to the local Chinese restaurant since I was the idiot who misdialed it and failed to notice the gentleman didn't answer by saying, "x and y restaurant". I did notice their English improved tremendously since the last time I had called, and this time it was a gentleman instead of the usual lady. But, I'm dense. The gentleman let me place my whole order before saying, "that sounds good, I think I'll have the same" then laughed as I began apologizing.
another one of my misdials was when my kids were in pre-k. I was one of the class mothers. One morning (around 6 or so) we had a school closing so as a class mother I had to call the other kids parents to let them know. Being early and being half asleep I dialed the wrong number. After telling the person who answered the phone that school would be closed for the day he/she (don't recall) told me they didn't have any kids. I was a bit more awake by then before hanging up I told em that, "if you ever have any kids please remember that today was a no school day"
story #4 -
“is this the Krusty Krab?”
“NO THIS IS PATRICK”
"Well, you 'sound' crusty!"
I used to work at a restaurant and have had people grab my arm when I was walking by. Normally this would not be a huge problem, except when I’m carrying a tray loaded with another table’s order and guess which arm some of these numbskulls grabbed? People, keep your hands to yourself. No food service or retail worker wants or needs to have you touch, grab, or snap your fingers at, them ever. Oh yeah, I have dumped trays on customers because some jerk grabbed me. Unfortunately, it was usually on an innocent person.
Pizza story cracked me up! Best story in ages 🤣🤣💖
Yep, absolutely agree. Not often I laugh out loud at the stories (usually more like a wry smile & a genteel giggle) but this? Oh yeah, definitely LOL!!!
Why do people think it's okay to assume someone is an employee & then harass them?? 🤬 Even if they ARE an employee, what makes ppls think it's okay to grab/verbally attack someone??? I don't get it! I thought we learned the "Don't Grab People" thing in PRE-SCHOOL! If you don't want it done to you, don't do it to someone else! Common sense & manners people! They are a thing!
When I was a child, our phone number was 1 digit off from a liquor store. Drunks would call all the time to see about delivery. You couldn't make them understand that they dialed the wrong number. So my father would just take down their orders and address. We rarely heard back from them. We figured they would pass out waiting for the deliveries.
3:04 Karen: “You have to come do it.”
Me: “I don’t HAVE to do anything.”
I’m barely 5’2” and always seem to need items from the top shelves. I often have to rely on kind shoppers to help me, but I make sure only accept help when it’s willingly offered. Also, a smile and ‘thank you’ goes a long way with most people. I can’t imagine being so demanding like other crazy people.
I'm not that tall but if someone asks me to get something from a high shelf (or sometimes I'll just offer if I see they're unable) it's no big deal. Words like please, thank you and you're welcome do exist. And a smile, a laugh and a few seconds of friendly conversation are fine too. It's called civilized behaviour.
@@murraystewartj Agreed. I usually even make a little joke about being ‘vertically challenged‘. Lol
My husband is 6’5” so he gets asked a lot. I’m 5’4” his mom is 5’1” so he understands. If you are nice to him, no problem. Rude he’ll tell you to go find an employee. Basic kindness goes a long way.
In a past lifetime, I lived in a town where you had to dial 1 to phone out of town numbers, otherwise you rang a local phone. It turned out that the last 4 digits of my number were the first 4 digits of a hospital in a neighboring town. I got calls at all hours. I finally got a new number.
What gets me, by which I mean what makes me the most irritated, is just how many people feel that they should be able to exercise firing power over employees!
I've had bad customer service more than a few times in my 65 years but have never thought that someone should be fired for the way I was treated.
Retrained? Admonished? Sure.
But losing a job because of a bad day or poor judgement? No.
I just love these stories. The lady following the guy in bathroom, when she said she needed help and needed it now, I would reply that I need help now as well, that there's a crazy lady harassing me in mens room and I need police now
#2 That Karen calling OP «rude» is a clear show of her projecting her own rudeness upon peoples who are NOT rude.
#4 What a Karen on steroids. Once again, Karen played one of her stupid game and win a pretty stupid prize.
#6 Nice story. The actual employee of that store probably saw some improvement in the general mood and work condition with that new manager.
Always classic when Karen gets thrown in the slam. The mattresses there aren't exactly Sleep Number. Ahemm... um, not that I would know. Pure speculation.
Pizza story: My pharmacy kept receiving orders for pizza after I tried to straighten out the problem. I finally just took the order and told them it would be ready in 30 minutes. The phone calls soon stopped.
Decades ago when we were newlyweds we moved into our first rental and got our first landline telephone. There was a local daytime only AM station that played top 40 teeny bopper songs. Their request line phone number was slightly different from our new number. Every day we got dozens of calls from preteen girls asking us to play, “Billy Don’t Be a Hero” or another hit. I called the phone company and got our number changed.
Gotta love it when an "I don't work here" story is purely pleasant, like the last one! That's rare!
Karen with pizza. In college I shared a townhouse with 4 other students and a shared landline. One evening we got a call from someone ordering a pizza, and I happened to catch the call. Thought it was a great idea. So I said, " oh, yeah, I'd like four large pizzas, two pepperoni, one deluxe, and one vegetarian. Can you deliver or shall I come pick up?" A moment of silence and the caller said, "I think you have the wrong number."
The guy with the "pizza number". ..... I used to do this kind of thing to salespeople. Always looked forward to their calls .... Some of them were quite tenacious
Story 2: The idiot in this story doesn't even have the usual "random person must be employee because reasons" brain fart. She actually assumed that OP must help her because he's tall. Uh, no, the ability to do something does not, by itself, create an obligation to do something.
I'm 6'4" and happy to lend a hand to short people who are obviously struggling. I had one woman try to demand that I help her, so I just smiled, said "if you'd asked nice, sure" then walked off. I'm nobody's lackey.
I'm fortunate enough to have a phone number nowhere near that of any local businesses [knock wood], but I do sometimes get misdials (as do we all). Almost invariably the caller either realizes his/her mistake immediately or upon asking to speak to whomever and being told regretfully that there's no one here by that name, then apologizes and hangs up.
Not always, though.
One night I was relaxing in my comfy chair with a glass of wine when my phone rang. I answered 'Hello?' only to have some surly woman snarl 'Who is this?'loudly in my ear. Now, I'm generally very polite, especially over the phone, but I have one big telephonic pet peeve and that happens to be it. It had also been a long day and I was in No Mood, so I said in my most pleasant, professional voice, 'You called me, you figure it out,' and hung up. Silence for about a minute (and another sip of wine) then the phone rang again. Checked the Caller ID, yep, same number. Figured maybe she'd pulled her horns in a bit and was calling to apologize (yeah, no), so I picked up the receiver. Didn't even have the chance to say a word before she launches into a shrieking diatribe about how dare I hang up on HER!? /Okay, b*tch/. With my wineglass, I tapped on the receiver to make a sound like the click of a recording activating, then in my sultriest, sexiest voice purred something like, 'Hellooo, lover. Welcome to Eve's Garden, where all your erotic dreams come true. Press 1 to speak with Candy, press 2 for Tatiana, press -- " she hung up before I got to 3 and that was the last time I ever heard from her.
Story 2: If I was in that situation I would’ve “opened the floodgates” as fast as possible, Karen Repellent FTW
Agree. I wanted OP to let fly with gassiest stinkiest dump in history. One that could be heard and smelled three counties away
or wrong number call
hi this is marios mafia murder line just send us a fax and say how many pieces you want the body found
Story4: "Hank's Roadkill Cafe, you kill it, we grill it!"
Aaaand I'm dying! Hopefully I don't get grilled!!!
You only get roasted.
On the first day of Spanish 1, one of the guys in class told the teacher "El tape-o is out-o."
I mean, it was the first day, so I thought it was funny...
Well he knows about as much as he could say.
It was funny
My son knows that DarkFluff is playing in my earbuds when he walks by hearing me shout out "Oh come on no one can be that stupid/entitled!!!"
Story 2: OP had a smartphone I would phoned the store and complained someone followed them into the toilet, that shit is sexual harassment!
Heh, our home phone number was 1 number off from what was a local pizza place years ago. Furthermore, the pizza place had a 0 for the last number and the last number for ours was 6. I was always REALLY surprised that we never got calls for pizza orders. That pizza place is no longer there though, but instead there is a really good Italian restaurant with a completely different phone number.
Thank you. I was in tears before and now I'm 0.09% not on the verge of a complete breakdown with all the ugly things that usually follow and I stayed home instead of making a very dumb and dangerous decicion.
"I saw you help that Other person, now you have to help MEEEEEEE!"
Me: "There is no help for you."
I don't HAVE to. You WANT me to. There's a difference.
My elementary grade art teacher tried to be funny by adding ‘-O to all her words and told us she was teaching us Spanish…oh man never trust kids…not 4 hours later we get called into an “emergency meeting” where the whole school (it was a small private school) sat in front of the teacher while she implored us to ignore anything she ever she added an -O to and saying it was Spanish. One of my classmates sold her down the river and with a whole school chock full of bored Karen’s, it didn’t take long before news flew through the gossip chain made its way quickly through the chain. I remember thinking two things. 1. This is Hella-O funny-O and 2. Who and how the hell did someone in my class have a chance To even say anything to any parent? We were all in other classes in between art class and the emergency meeting. Teacher didn’t get fired but her contract wasn’t renewed or something as we didn’t have the same teacher the following year. Never trust children…
Fluff- I used to work with a Head Teller who always added an 'O' to every word, thinking she was speaking Spanish. I guess she wanted to seem superior to me; I took 3 yrs of Spanish in HS (although I'm not fluent, I can hold my own). Anyway, I told her adding an 'O' to every word doesn't make it Spanish. She didn't listen & the day came when she added an 'O' to the word cool. You can guess the rest. She never put an 'O' on any word again.
Story 4: I never understand how people can entretain those Karens. I'd just say "wrong number", and if they tried to argue, I'd hang up on them immediately. If they call me again, I'd just repeat "wrong number" and hang up. If they still insisted, I'd just block their number and let's go.
I always love to finish the episode off with the wholesome ones.
I burst out laughing at the men's room story. He did the right thing in doing his business even though the rude lady was standing right outside the stall. There's no way he could have gotten in trouble over it. SHE wasn't supposed to be in the men's room, and he did use the stall instead of the urinal because she had followed him in. He maintained propriety in an awkward situation, while still tending to his own urgent need to use the toilet.👏👍😂🚽
Had something of a similar issue to the phone story but it wasn’t a Karen. Got a call on my iphone, didn’t recognize the number so let it ring. I hadn’t given anyone i knew my number so was assuming it to be a robocall. But then they called again and answered thinking it must be important if they are determined for an answer. It was a cable company thinking they were calling a customer about something and i had to keep explaining to the person on the other line that I wasn’t that customer and that they had the wrong number. Dude was insistent that he had the right number and couldn’t understand that he has the wrong number
"I got a dozen more calls that night and two more the following night, and after that it stopped"
Me: Haha, funny story, let's see what comes up nex...
"Now fast forward two weeks"
Me: OH SHIT THIS ABOUT TO GO DOWN
In several of these "I don't work here" the older Karens pretty much sound as if they had second-stage dementia, which often seems to include anger when the world starts to get confusing to them. I'd guess it can be even worse if the demented person is somebody who has always been bossy and self-centered. But even if not... I wonder what reaction it would get if the person harassed by that type of Karen would start loudly wondering about her obvious dementia, whether she has anybody they could call to come and get her, or if she has slipped out of a care center or escaped from her caretakers. :D
More seriously - with our aging population different forms of dementia have to now be a lot more common occurrence than they used to be, and an older angry woman who doesn't seem to comprehend what is said to her may very well be suffering from it. The stories can be fun to read or listen to but maybe we should feel a bit sorry for the offenders too when it is an older person, in case that is their problem. Dementia has to be a pretty nightmarish disease to deal with.
I too added a land line to a bundle. No one had the number as I never used it. However, the number once belonged to a dead beat. I was receiving calls all day and night long from people wanting their money. Even the Walgreens pharmacy was after them. Although it was also plugged into my alarm system, I unplugged it. Yes, I could have gotten another number, however I am of the mind set, be careful what you wish for.
Story one: according to my experience with duolingo, this is actually the case. I could not remember the word for plate and said "plato" and I was so confounded that was actually the answer.
actually, related, my favorite spanish word/phrase is "traje de baño" which means bathing suit but more literally is, "bathroom suit"
@@redfailhawk Actually it would literally be "suit of bathing". Bathroom is "cuarto de baño", people say "baño" for short. I think that is what got you confused.
@@Hiraeth_Nightshade oh, cool! Did not know! Thank you before I said this in front of a native speaker and looked stupid
Last manager reminds me of my workplace. I had 4 or 5 day shift line leads try to poach me. Within the first 2 months, each new line lead would try to talk me into going onto day shift. Then they'd find a better offer, or be promoted out, and the process starts again.
One line lead, I suspect wasn't entirely interested in having me as a subordinate, but also in having me available as a fling. Because she did that to most of the men around her age on day shift, before and after getting married.
The Karen in the first story saying "but you just spoke spanish" as a justification for mistaking OP as a worker is just ridiculous. Like lady, not everyone that speaks the countries language works at the resort. Not everyone that speaks the language even necessarily lives in/ is from that country. Bilingual and people who speak multiple languages exist.
I agree. That lady was just one big tonto.
@@adleranderson6797 WTF is a Tonto?
It really doesn't matter what particular variable Karen uses to decide that someone works there. Once she's decided it, she's all in until the Police are called.
"Dear Karen, educated people frequently speak more than one language! But you wouldn't know that, would you?"
@@adleranderson6797 : tonta *
The last story is so wholesome! Please do more wholesome stories like that!!!
I remember going to Tenerife when I was 10/11. Had been learning some Spanish at school so I wanted to order my own meal one afternoon. Looked up the phrases I didn't know (please may I have) and told the waitress what I wanted. Was so gutted when she didn't understand me because she only knew English! 🤣
S1: Most sane American Tourist.
S4: Unironically that's sounds like a great idea, the "Hank's Roadkill Café" thing I mean, I would definitely eat there at least once just out of curiosity.
I don’t know where, but I’m pretty sure that actually exists somewhere in America. Could be wrong though.
The 'pizza guy' should have told her the pizzas were stolen by mutant turtles.
This thing about demanding that people get fired for this or that petty reason ir awful in itself, and of course even worse when you are barking up the wrong tree.
I had one of these Karens decades ago. This goes back to when O'Reilly Auto Parts was Murray's. The staff wore red shirts, while the current wear green shirts. So going back in time to when Murray's was a thing, going to a local store, I had on a BLUE shirt. Not just any blue shirt, but a band shirt, namely Incubus.
The OG Karen before Karen was a thing asked me where something was. Um, I don't work here. I did offer to help her because I'm a regular. Then she zeroed in on my shirt...
"DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?" As she pointed at my shirt.
WTF random lady! I said, "Incubus. It's a band."
Karen says it means the DEVIL!
Me: I don't believe in any of that, and I don't care what you think.
Karen: I'm going to pray for you.
Me: I am going to pray for you (her demeanor bloomed) to the god Allah.... Ohhhh wow her brain broke!
Wrong number calls can be quite annoying. I've had a few wrong number callers who leave angry rants on my VM (I have Do Not Disturb filtering out calls that aren't on my contacts list when the phone is locked, so the only time I'd answer a random stranger's call is if they happen to call while I'm using my phone to play a game, read email, etc). The closest I've had to a "karen" calling the wrong number and being abusive was some drunk guy demanding to talk to Jennifer and being extremely angry and abusive that I can't put this Jennifer on the line because this isn't her number and I have no clue who she is. I hung up on him and he called back, screaming profanities and threats. So I hung up again and blocked the number.
i would have had a field day with that guy, and got him so worked up & pissed off that he would do something stupid
Story 4: I think OP might've gotten prank called by an improv theater troupe who finally found their match. That level of commitment to "yes, and", on both sides, is truly remarkable to see in the wild.
Love the last story, awesome to end on such a positive note! OP sounds a lot like my son, who's always ready to help anyone without making a big deal out of it. Nice.
The last story was so awesome. If I were a manager I'd be like her and want to hire OP because of her customer service :D
"Welcome to the outback slaughter steakhouse, you killed it. We grilled it, what's it be?"
That had me cracking the heck up.
I honestly love the Op's entire second call. And I'm not gonna lie, I'm probably gonna actually bust that out one of these days? When I get a wrong number phone call.
Story 1: Karen was not only rude but a little racist too, what would she have done if OP told her that he was a Tourist as Well?..
I know. I about facepalmed on this one. Any time I see an American acting this way in a foreign country I want to shout “we don’t claim them!” 🤪
The Karen would NOT have believed the TRUTH about being a tourist!
Story 4
Thank you so much whoever you are. I loughed so much about your story that i even giggled on occation one hour later.
After 20 some odd years as a nurse (talk about abusing staff) and several years dealing with health issues (not all entirely resolved) I just started a job in retail (think money denomination with high military rank) because I like to eat and wear clean clothes. I was very nervous about this job because of all the reddit stories about Karen. So far everyone is awesome. Because I’m a new face here, people always ask if I do indeed work here before asking for help, and if I don’t know if we carry a product or where it’s shelved they follow me on impromptu field trips to look and laugh at my aha moments. Even when it comes to asking for id for beer or tobacco purchases everyone is pretty cool about it. If they grumble a bit, I remind them that I’d have to see my own son’s ID before I could sell to him. Even after our registers crashed one day, nobody was truly nasty. Of course in our small town we’re all too used to the internet failing if it’s raining or cloudy or windy or too sunny. But then most of us live pretty local and either know everyone or know someone they know. And while I’m hoping for some juicy stories for Fluff, I’m kinda excited that this job is going so well.
Well let's be honest in story 1 if you're a karen you're probably not the sharpest tool in the shed, so it's not too surprising that they would believe an added "o" might make something Spanish.
Dear DF and Steve-o, I love listening to your stories and I do appreciate how you are ending your offerings with something wholesome: the smiles offset the head shaking and brightens my day. Thanks.
I WAS JUST LOOKING FOR A DARKFLUFF VIDEO thanks so much darkfluff and stevo
I really appreciate you using magic to entertain me
@@CookieKaylie correct
Dang just released I was first
Best episode I've watched! My neighbor's are looking out the windows, wondering why I'm laughing my butt off! Keep Up The Great Work!!!
IMO a perfect punishment for Karens to force them to admit their mistakes.
TM -But Karen is never wrong, how could she admit a mistake! Lol!
You have no idea how many times I've had other customers ask me where something is just because I folded the clothing I was just looking at while shopping. I worked in retail for so long. I NEVER leave something I was looking at unfolded.
I try to put clothes back neatly, but I’m just horrible at folding them. I do my best though.
I try my best but I can’t fold for the life of me
Story 4: Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't. One day in the 90's, I answered a call on a line my parents got for my brother's and I back in the late 80's. This lady asked for a Mary that never lived with us or as far as I knew, never had our number. The old lady said
Old Lady "Is Mary there?"
Me "There isn't a Mary here, sorry you have the wrong number"
Old Lady "Why would she give me the wrong number?"
Me "I don't know, maybe you wrote it down wrong, dialed it wrong, but she isn't here."
Then we hung up.
Story 4: That was definitely a Petsmart employee in the late 90s, early 2000s, because that was basically also me and my first job. And YEP, Petsmart paid way better than most jobs at the time. lol
Last story: The supervisor was glad he was working off the clock. This is not a good sign for the employees or the company since it could go bad in many ways.
Story 6 is SO WHOLESOME 🥰
Hey Fluff, I was thinking the same thing about Mary in the last story. She seems like the kind of manager that you'd want to be your supervisor. I might have taken a part-time job there just because she was so chill 😎. Good for Mary.
Story 5: I'm surprised she didn't jump to the idea that the manager was trying to defend OP. She sounds like the type.
But yeah, if even the manager says that someone doesn't work there, that someone clearly doesn't work there
Sometimes, I think they double down on their mistake because its easier for them than admitting they were wrong.
In the mind of a Karen, she is NEVER wrong.
This story takes place not long after we moved to a new house in a new town back when everyone still had landlines. My phone rang one day, and when I answered it, a man on the other end said, "I want some Viagra.". Me - "Excuse me?"
Him - "I want Viagra."
Me - "This is my house. I don't have any Viagra. Who are you trying to call?"
Him - drug store (pharmacy) in another town
I got out my new phone book and looked it up. In America, phone numbers are 10 digits. A 3 digit area code (large area), a 3 digit prefix (smaller area), and a 4 digit subscriber number which is unique to each telephone line. In this case, the number he was calling had the same area code and same subscriber number as mine, but a different prefix. Also the two towns, along with several other small towns, were all in the same phone book. If you look in the yellow pages for something, it would be easy to make that mistake. Once I told him the new number, he apologized and thanked me.
I did get several more calls occasionally for the pharmacy, but everyone was nice.
if anyone lays a hand on me, i just scream. as i'm not normally a screamer, but the effect is mesmerizing. hands automatically off!
Pizza story... that was funny, but I would have saved her number, and called her numerous times to order a pizza, and given her back a bit of what she had given to me previously!
What a wholesome last story.
This entire Reddit thread reminds me of the fact that I spent the better part of circa 1992 thru 2020 as a local Chinese restaurant. To elaborate, my home phone, now cell number contains the exact same 10 digit phone number as this restaurant, with only the prefix being in a slightly different order. At it's peak, I was averaging about 6 phone calls per week looking for this Chinese restaurant. Majority of the calls were from the surrounding towns with a sprinkling from NY. They basically stopped when they moved to a different town and got a new number.
3:55 I wish she had seen some unexpexted "private parts" and being banned for
$€xual harrasment, stalking, breach of privacy.....
OR even incriminated herself more if she tried to sue those poor people (minding their business literally)
for " indecent exposure" or whatever...
Idk, I am searching for a term - but it won't come to mind right as I need it ( as usual) and also I am not too familiar what is a felony and what the lesser charges are called... ( another phrase that's stuck in my mind) ....ugh.
I hate when that happens.
Funny thing is :
the longer we were in lockdown again and again,
I cant often find the exact word I try to remember in Austrian/ German , my first language !
Obviously because I spent so much more time on the internet commenting in English, then talking to "real" people around me
( maybe 1 hour compared to 8 hours online)
( Yes I am a lonely looser and didn't visit my parents for weeks , when the zone I life in - a city, was dark RED,
aka had the highest infection rate in the state, because they and I are in the highest risk group.
So locking yourself in and only go out to buy groceries for half a hour was the norm for at least 19 months .