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This happened a several years back while I was in the business of hearing aids. I don't remember the entire conversation, but it stuck in my head well enough to type out the gist of it 
A quick rundown on hearing aids, just to add a bit of background information to the story. Analog hearing aids are pretty much basic amplifiers. You cannot do much in adjusting what one hears and what one doesn't. Speech gets lost in back ground noise very easily as ALL sounds are volume adjusted. It's an old technology that not many people wear anymore since more advanced technology entered the market years and years ago.
Small warning: while I am not Christian (relevant to story) I have no problems what so ever with the majority of Christians. Provided they don't act like this old bat.
Me = Former Hearing Aid Specialist
SC = Hateful Old Bat
SACW = Super Awesome Co-Worker
SC comes into the office for a cleaning and check up. I looked over her chart and saw that A) she hadn't been in for quite a while (a couple years if I recall), and B) she wore analog hearing aids. Yup, two big red flags that said this is going to be painful. I plastered on my "I'm a professional" smile, brought her back, and started the standard Q and A on how she had been doing with her hearing aids. That opened up the flood gates and she immediately started lambasting me about how the aids were trash, they didn't do what she wanted them to do, she should just throw them out, etc. I explained that her aids were very old with very basic technology, and that she really should consider replacing them (a conversation I was supposed to have with all analog users per the boss guy).
Rinse and repeat several times.
It sunk in that I would not be able to do much more than clean her hearing aids and send her on her way. I all but fled to my service room, cleaned her aids, and prepared myself for another round of SC venom. While I was out of the room SC had apparently decided she had not finished flaying me alive about her out-dated technology after all, so we had went through the whole conversation again... and again... and again.
Finally she pulled the "well I'm sorry to have wasted YOOOUUUUUUUR time" card and gathered her things. Then she stood up, leaned over my fairly large office desk, and tried to get as much in my face as possible. In hindsight this was quite amusing as she was a rather short 80-something year old lady.
SC: Before I go I have just one more question for you... do you believe in GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD?
Me:
Ma'am, I don't discuss religion in my place of work.
SC: WELL! I'll take that to mean you DON'T believe in GOD!
Me: *keeping my mouth shut at this point*
SC: Let me tell you something, little girl... you better figure it out real quick because YOU'RE NOT WORTH A HOOT!!!
At this point she walked out of my office and headed down the hall, and I followed directly behind her. The entire walk down the hall, and it was a LONG hallway at a very slooooow octogenarian pace, was filled with her spewing hatred in a very loud voice. Oh yes, I did a little happy dance inside as soon as she was gone.
After taking a few minutes to calm down I called up to our main office to talk to SACW, who was the liaison between boss guy and his peons... I mean employees. SACW is also the person who fielded the majority of client complaints, so I felt I ought to give her fair warning about the impending SC call. I gave her the run down on what happened during the appointment, including as much of the ending temper tantrum as possible
Then SACW made the whole ordeal worth it.
SACW: Foxglove, you know I'm a believer in God, but if I had to deal with that old bitch I would have told her, "Wow, very Christian of you ma'am. Have a nice day. Get out!" and banned her from the office.
Me:
A quick rundown on hearing aids, just to add a bit of background information to the story. Analog hearing aids are pretty much basic amplifiers. You cannot do much in adjusting what one hears and what one doesn't. Speech gets lost in back ground noise very easily as ALL sounds are volume adjusted. It's an old technology that not many people wear anymore since more advanced technology entered the market years and years ago.
Small warning: while I am not Christian (relevant to story) I have no problems what so ever with the majority of Christians. Provided they don't act like this old bat.
Me = Former Hearing Aid Specialist
SC = Hateful Old Bat
SACW = Super Awesome Co-Worker
SC comes into the office for a cleaning and check up. I looked over her chart and saw that A) she hadn't been in for quite a while (a couple years if I recall), and B) she wore analog hearing aids. Yup, two big red flags that said this is going to be painful. I plastered on my "I'm a professional" smile, brought her back, and started the standard Q and A on how she had been doing with her hearing aids. That opened up the flood gates and she immediately started lambasting me about how the aids were trash, they didn't do what she wanted them to do, she should just throw them out, etc. I explained that her aids were very old with very basic technology, and that she really should consider replacing them (a conversation I was supposed to have with all analog users per the boss guy).
Rinse and repeat several times.
It sunk in that I would not be able to do much more than clean her hearing aids and send her on her way. I all but fled to my service room, cleaned her aids, and prepared myself for another round of SC venom. While I was out of the room SC had apparently decided she had not finished flaying me alive about her out-dated technology after all, so we had went through the whole conversation again... and again... and again.
Finally she pulled the "well I'm sorry to have wasted YOOOUUUUUUUR time" card and gathered her things. Then she stood up, leaned over my fairly large office desk, and tried to get as much in my face as possible. In hindsight this was quite amusing as she was a rather short 80-something year old lady.
SC: Before I go I have just one more question for you... do you believe in GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD?
Me:
Ma'am, I don't discuss religion in my place of work.SC: WELL! I'll take that to mean you DON'T believe in GOD!
Me: *keeping my mouth shut at this point*
SC: Let me tell you something, little girl... you better figure it out real quick because YOU'RE NOT WORTH A HOOT!!!
At this point she walked out of my office and headed down the hall, and I followed directly behind her. The entire walk down the hall, and it was a LONG hallway at a very slooooow octogenarian pace, was filled with her spewing hatred in a very loud voice. Oh yes, I did a little happy dance inside as soon as she was gone.
After taking a few minutes to calm down I called up to our main office to talk to SACW, who was the liaison between boss guy and his peons... I mean employees. SACW is also the person who fielded the majority of client complaints, so I felt I ought to give her fair warning about the impending SC call. I gave her the run down on what happened during the appointment, including as much of the ending temper tantrum as possible
Then SACW made the whole ordeal worth it.
SACW: Foxglove, you know I'm a believer in God, but if I had to deal with that old bitch I would have told her, "Wow, very Christian of you ma'am. Have a nice day. Get out!" and banned her from the office.
Me:
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