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So, a guy is walking by with a shirt that says "I'm not the designated driver!" I walk up to him, and say:
Me: That shirt might not be within the park's standards of decency. Could you go to the nearest bathroom and turn it inside out?
SC: Sure thing.
He's cordial enough, but 45 minutes later, shows up all pissed off.
SC: You really need to learn how to talk to fucking adults.
Me: What seems to be the problem?
SC: I went up to a security guard, and he said the shirt was okay. One of these days, you're going to do this sort of shit and get your ass beaten!
Me: I was trying to ensure that kids aren't subjected to inappropriate T shirts.
SC: You better watch your fucking back! I'm going to complain about you, and you better fucking watch yourself!
Later, lady comes up to my game, plays, wins without incident. Other people join up, I key the lady in as well as the other person. For some reason, the other person does not key right, so I have to tell them that the game doesn't count.
Me: Alright, this game doesn't count, we've had a--
SC: OH HELL NO, DIS GAME CONT, WE WINNIN
Me: When we keyed the--
SC: BUT I WINNIN, SO NO THE FUCK YOU AIN'T
Me: Please don't talk to me like--
SC: IMA FUCKIN TALK TO YOU WHATEVER WAY I FUCKIN WANT WE AIN'T FUCKIN STARTIN OVER
So, the game finishes, she starts celebrating.
Me: That game didn't count, we had a keying error.
SC: BUT I WON WHERE'S MY FUCKIN PRIZE
Me: There was a glitch in the machinery, so we need to start over.
SC: YO STUPID MOTHERFUCKIN ASS SHOULDNTA RANG IT IN WRONG
I ignore that and key up the new game. She wins again, trades up the first prize for choice, and stands by. She comes up to me a minute later.
SC: Could we trade this for another stuffed animal (all stuffed animals are 2nd win) and a cape (1st win)?
Me: I can't do that, as the stuffed animals are 2 wins and the capes are 1. I'd have to take the animal and give you two capes.
SC: FUCK YOU, THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT
Me: The customer is not right in cases where I would get fired.
SC: YOU STUPID BITCH BETTER BE GIVING ME THE STUFFED ANIMAL AND CAPE. I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU'D GET FIRED.
Me: Because that's giving away a prize.
SC: NO IT AIN'T IT'S A SMALLER STUFFED ANIMAL
Me: The stuffed animals, all of them are two wins' worth. The cape is one win. You won twice, so giving you them both would be like giving you three wins' worth of prize on two wins. If you play again you can get them a cape.
SC: AIGHT WE DOIN THAT
She lets her kid play against her sister's kids, and the kid doesn't roll the ball on the track, rather dropping it on the ground. The lady goes into a bitch fit.
SC (to kid, no older than 4): YOU STUPID ASS BITCH MOTHERFUCKER, ROLL THE FUCKIN BALL
Then, I kid you not, she SLAPS THE KID SQUARE INTO HIS FACE, knocking him off the bench and onto the ground. He starts crying, naturally, and she keeps on yelling at him.
SC: IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH A STUPID BITCH, I WOULDNTA DONE THAT
So, she plays two more times, wins some more prizes, with a decidedly unfriendly demeanor against her the whole time. She leaves without any fanfare, but I wish there was a CPS number to call from our work phones. I mean, just... damn!
Tell me again, where does the line blur between learning discipline by dealing with problem customers and being harassed?
Me: That shirt might not be within the park's standards of decency. Could you go to the nearest bathroom and turn it inside out?
SC: Sure thing.
He's cordial enough, but 45 minutes later, shows up all pissed off.
SC: You really need to learn how to talk to fucking adults.
Me: What seems to be the problem?
SC: I went up to a security guard, and he said the shirt was okay. One of these days, you're going to do this sort of shit and get your ass beaten!
Me: I was trying to ensure that kids aren't subjected to inappropriate T shirts.
SC: You better watch your fucking back! I'm going to complain about you, and you better fucking watch yourself!
Later, lady comes up to my game, plays, wins without incident. Other people join up, I key the lady in as well as the other person. For some reason, the other person does not key right, so I have to tell them that the game doesn't count.
Me: Alright, this game doesn't count, we've had a--
SC: OH HELL NO, DIS GAME CONT, WE WINNIN
Me: When we keyed the--
SC: BUT I WINNIN, SO NO THE FUCK YOU AIN'T
Me: Please don't talk to me like--
SC: IMA FUCKIN TALK TO YOU WHATEVER WAY I FUCKIN WANT WE AIN'T FUCKIN STARTIN OVER
So, the game finishes, she starts celebrating.
Me: That game didn't count, we had a keying error.
SC: BUT I WON WHERE'S MY FUCKIN PRIZE
Me: There was a glitch in the machinery, so we need to start over.
SC: YO STUPID MOTHERFUCKIN ASS SHOULDNTA RANG IT IN WRONG
I ignore that and key up the new game. She wins again, trades up the first prize for choice, and stands by. She comes up to me a minute later.
SC: Could we trade this for another stuffed animal (all stuffed animals are 2nd win) and a cape (1st win)?
Me: I can't do that, as the stuffed animals are 2 wins and the capes are 1. I'd have to take the animal and give you two capes.
SC: FUCK YOU, THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT
Me: The customer is not right in cases where I would get fired.
SC: YOU STUPID BITCH BETTER BE GIVING ME THE STUFFED ANIMAL AND CAPE. I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU'D GET FIRED.
Me: Because that's giving away a prize.
SC: NO IT AIN'T IT'S A SMALLER STUFFED ANIMAL
Me: The stuffed animals, all of them are two wins' worth. The cape is one win. You won twice, so giving you them both would be like giving you three wins' worth of prize on two wins. If you play again you can get them a cape.
SC: AIGHT WE DOIN THAT
She lets her kid play against her sister's kids, and the kid doesn't roll the ball on the track, rather dropping it on the ground. The lady goes into a bitch fit.
SC (to kid, no older than 4): YOU STUPID ASS BITCH MOTHERFUCKER, ROLL THE FUCKIN BALL
Then, I kid you not, she SLAPS THE KID SQUARE INTO HIS FACE, knocking him off the bench and onto the ground. He starts crying, naturally, and she keeps on yelling at him.
SC: IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH A STUPID BITCH, I WOULDNTA DONE THAT
So, she plays two more times, wins some more prizes, with a decidedly unfriendly demeanor against her the whole time. She leaves without any fanfare, but I wish there was a CPS number to call from our work phones. I mean, just... damn!
Tell me again, where does the line blur between learning discipline by dealing with problem customers and being harassed?
But if it had been me, I would've called security and had them taken away. I'm pretty sure in no employee manual (or even a manager) does it say you have to stand there and let someone cuss you out like that.
SHE SLAPPED HER FOUR YEAR OLD FOR NOT PLAYING THE GAME RIGHT?!
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