i once worked as a server at a high-end restaurant and one day, we had this VIP client, a famous actor, come in. he was a real pain, demanding special treatments and being rude to the staff. at one point, he even threw a tantrum over the wine selection… and guess who had to deal with it? yours truly. it was like, dude, i’m just here to pay my bills, not babysit a celebrity having a fit. definitely a “i don’t get paid enough for this crap” moment.
I once had to clean a public restroom after someone really missed the toilet—and by “missed,” I mean they somehow managed to make a full-on Jackson Pollock-style mess on the floor, walls, and even the ceiling.
Working at a local library. Found a used diaper crammed in behind the books in the children books area. Not the first time I’d found one, but the first one I’d found folded shit side out.
I had to help out with a cleanup after a product got damaged while doing inventory. I work in retail and accidents happen, but we have to be careful because they can cause a biohazardous situation due to the shards as a result.
Work in a daycare, try to calm 12 crying and some screaming tired toddlers for nap while a tour is happening outside in the hall and we have to look while we our act together.
Was doing someone’s hair who had extreme mats. She basically came in for me to de-mat her hair. She said she had just gotten out of a long hospital stay and her hair was neglected during it.
For anyone who doesn’t know, we can see when you text on your phone. I was bored and sitting there 45 minutes into de-mating her hair, and glanced at her phone. I saw a text about how she had tested positive for HIV/AIDS. Okay, no biggie. Explains the recent hospital stay, and I know you can’t get HIV/AIDS from touching someone.
About 2 hours later when I finally finished de-mating her hair, she got up to leave. That’s when I realized she must have started her period, as there was blood in my chair where she was sitting. I quickly cashed her out and googled like crazy how to disinfect HIV positive blood. Thankfully salon grade disinfectants can work.
As I was sitting in the break room letting the disinfectant sit for the recommended amount of time, my manager had the gall to nag me about not taking more clients and letting the disinfectant sit vs immediately wiping it off. She straight up didn’t believe me about the text and blood. I didn’t last long in that salon.
There was a polar vortex in my area a few years ago, and nearly every business was closed. That is, except for my job, which was a bookstore, which is totally not essential enough to remain open. Guess who was one of the people scheduled for that day. What really pissed me off was when I got there, my boss said she was hoping I was going to call and say I couldn’t come in. Oh gee, maybe you could have told me this before I went out in frostbite weather???
I was joined for different job in family type business company and then they didn’t get the contract from the railway and then i was going to a machine where steel material dust is everywhere and I’ve allergy with dust. So you can think that how i was survived.
-Having a parent break into the school and threatening to fight me because her son had to sit out water day for assaulting multiple students and teachers.
-Having a student threaten to come to my home and murder me and my family after finding my address online. Other teachers laughed at me for reporting it because this student was the shortest in his class and therefore not a threat.
-This same student sexually assaulted me at the end of the school year and the other teachers talked about me as if I had done something wrong.
-A teacher chested up to me and screamed in my face in front of the entire cafeteria over a misunderstanding. One of my coworkers reported her for endangering students but she thought it was me who reported her. When I tried to talk to my principal about the cafeteria incident she basically told me it was my fault for being a snitch (even though I never reported her before).
-A more senior employee (old enough to be my parent) invited a bunch of us out for dinner. She and her husband kept trying to get me to drink with them and dropped a bunch of hints that they were swingers. I turned down invitations to future outings and she took it really personal. When I left that school she spread a rumor that I was a lesbian (this was a catholic school so this was a huge deal)
Bussing tables in high school. I went to a corner booth and a child threw up in the back of it, it was deep in the cracks. The parents did nothing to even try to clean any of it. I saw it and just walked away.
I had worked 10 hours a day (no overtime) for two weeks straight to get an analysis done for my professor. He yelled at me, gave a mafia style talk about how he was «good» and asking if I was. Sounds weird in hindsight but he was always talking about pulling my funding, and with it my visa to the us.
I told him I would quit two weeks after, and was told to hand in my two weeks or get escorted out the building.
This was for a measly 57k a year, and not even at an Ivy League. Yeah, no, I’m not dealing with that bullshit…
Typical stuff. Worked a job with three. One got fired, and one left and no one was hired to replace them. I just had to pick up the slack and do the work of 3. I did that for a few months. One of the company meetings the boss said we’re at max staff and not hiring so we had to get used to it. Then I got chewed out for something that wasn’t my fault. Fuck that. That was after 10 years of busting my ass for that place.
When I found a used needle in the movie theater bathroom and my manager handed me rubber gloves like it was no big deal. Minimum wage isn’t worth potentially life-threatening situations. Quit on the spot.
Electrician here (facilities maintenance). I’ll help with literally all other trades and do whatever labor they need. However, I do not get paid enough to clean or pull toilets and urinals. Nope, not doing it.
The PI on one of my projects asked me to call 250 k-12 schools and document various PII and demographics within 48 hours. I was so mad I dropped out of grad school on the spot.
When I was in college working as a stock boy in a department store and suddenly they wanted me to act like a security guard after an uptick in shoplifting. After a few confrontations that got ugly I thought to myself, “Nuh-uh. You’re paying me minimum wage to put price tags on stock and put it on the shelves. This wasn’t part of the job description” Getting into physical confrontations over a stolen pack of razor blades is above my pay grade.
I did tech support in the late 90s and early 2000s. Eventually one more “adult” having a temper tantrum because they “needed to vent” about the results of their refusal to read the instructions was the last one.
I was mid-teens, shingling roofs for this guy. We were between jobs and he asked us to help at his small farm. He devised this contraption out of 10’ long, 4” PVC with holes drilled in it and rags stuffed in the holes. The idea was that Round-Up herbicide would be poured into the PVC and would soak the rags through the holes. We would then carry the pipes around our necks and walk through the fields to more or less brush the weeds with the herbicide. He initially meant it for his horses but he “didn’t want them getting toxic chemicals on them”. We quit on the spot.
Manager: “Are you against overtime?”
Me: “Not at all — I’m just not doing it unless it’s actually needed.”
Also me: “I have a life outside of work. It’s pretty great, I try to visit it daily.”
His reply? “Maybe we should look into your work-life balance…”
Sir, the balance is balancing. What you actually want is unpaid enthusiasm. Big difference.
Then he hit me with: “I noticed you used up all your vacation days?”
Yes. Correct. That’s what they’re for.
If you didn’t want me to use them, maybe just give me a nice little 0 days off in the contract next time?
When the owner of a German shipping line chewed my ass over someone else’s mistake. I packed my belongings and left immediately without ever returning.
Quit a prison to work in a less stressful job as hospital security. Took a 15 an hour paycut.
Four months into working at the hospital and I’m literally slipping in feces that a patient had smeared while we’re trying to get him under control so he doesn’t hurt himself. Quit shortly after that. If I wanted to keep doing that I would’ve stayed at the prison and made twice as much.
Container of stool blew up under the hood, the portion that wasn’t covered I got splattered. Bacteria create a ton of gas in certain cases, this was one of them. Was a cdiff
I worked min wage at a fast food place. Every SINGLE day, after lunch an employee took a massive shit that clogged the toilet and just left it there. Every. Single. Day. It was the main reason I quit.
I used to work at a facility that processes old xerox machines and i was on a disassembly line, taking the black toner out and this would leave any exposed skin completely covered in black toner. The only way to get it off was use a huge tank of some sort of alcohol they had on the wall and scrub. Hard. I think i was gettîg paid no more than 12 dollars an hour and this was around 2003. I didnt last long at that job.
Worked as a receptionist at a gym. Found a guy doing naked yoga in the tanning room. When I told him that wasn’t allowed, he said he paid for the full membership and could do whatever he wanted. Yeah, that $14/hour wasn’t covering the therapy I’d need.
Taking over the majority of responsibility during a ciurt martial that was supposed to be run by an NCO that was 2 ranks above me because he ran around bragging about how great he was at running court martials, but he was in fact, not. And then not being given credit where it was due for that court martial. On top if transcribing multiple interviews for that court martial last minute because nobody else fucking did. Thank you Army for adding to that chip on my shoulder of hating people who brag about how great they are and getting some extra brown on their noses at the cost of others.
Side note, retail, wont name the company, trained someone how to be a manager of my crew whem my entire crew wanted me to be the manager. Watched the whole team leave one by one week by week. Had to train 3 people whos sum of any mental capacity was that of a rock. 😐
Tldr people fucking suck, and i will not be advocating for a leadership role until i trust the team around me. Fuck the politics and extra pay if i cant keep what little sanity i have left.
When grown ass men that make way too much money reply to me with snarky, smartass comments when I’m just trying to help and provide as much info as I have when being brought into a situation.
Grow the fuck up. Acting that way at your age and in your position is fucking embarrassing.
You can tell a lot about people from the way they treat people they don’t have to treat well.
When my student wrote an “anonymous” note and posted it in the bathroom. It told me to shove a gun up my ugly c*nt and pull the trigger. It was the third hate message I received from them that week. No discipline action was taken.
A blockage in the organic waste tank outlet.
130 cubic metres of waste.
The valve was bent, so when I thought it was closed so I could remove the flange to clear the blockage, i was covered in waste. Head to toe. Sanitary towels, condoms, wet wipes, and a dog carcass.
Probably working in the bar had to clean post shift. Walking into one cubicle someone had shoved a pint glass down the toilet and then done a number two. Whoever you are, you’re fucking vile and I hope something awful happens to you. It apparently happened over a couple of other shifts and my other colleagues had to deal with it too
When I worked as a field based therapist in South LA I found myself in the middle of a lot of random shit that I was not paid enough for. Sex workers approaching my car while waiting to pick up my clients. Gang members and drug dealers approaching me with crowbars asking me why I was there. Homeless people shitting in the wide open. Two naked people having sex outside their car. So many fights and drug deals. Seeing one of my clients arrested while I was there to meet with them for session. The topper was my colleague getting hit over the head with a stick by some random guy just walking by after we finished a session with a client.
Oh, and going to a clients house and finding out their neighbors house had just been shot at and one of the bullets hit my clients house. So fun.
working for dollar general had me running register, stocking, totes, consolidating backroom, signing in vendors, signing in trucks, fucking downstocking, sweeping, mopping, etc ETC. cleaning bathroom, fucking restocking bathroom shit. then counting down tills and doing paperwork and depositing the money and sometimes driving to the bank on behalf of them.
all for a beautiful 16 an hour.
imagine running register, someones ebt isnt working, they’re manually pushing shit in. the lines getting long and the self checkout was discontinued when i was working there (company wide thing). and on top of that having stocking expectations. but you have an entire cart full of shit that’s already fully stocked but for SOME reason it NEEDS to go out…
while also taking out the god damn trash, sweeping, getting ready to lock up. i literally had to run to the register from the backroom because bells weren’t allowed at the front and for the majority of the time, i was the only one in store as a closer.
then you have people whining about the prices and how the price tag doesnt match the actual god damn price… an old lady yelling at my fucking face about how she’s calling the better business bureau
I was a bank teller about 8 years ago in my early 20s. A cardiologist in my city came in to deposit a check. I saw he had two different checking accounts and asked him which one he wanted to deposit it in. To this day, I have no idea why this was so difficult for him to understand, but he just went absolutely ballistic on me, screaming loudly in the bank and demanding to see someone smarter than a teller who could actually help him. He storms away and sits down in the lobby waiting for another employee to walk in. In the meantime, I take the next customer (super nice fireman FWIW). While I’m helping him, the asshole doctor gets tired of waiting for someone else so he storms back up to me and starts yelling at me again demanding that I help him. I told him I was helping another customer (nice fireman) and would speak to him afterwards. At this point, asshole doctor pulls out his phone and starts filming me screaming that I refused to help him. Then the fireman basically tells him to fuck off because he’d seen the entire interaction from the beginning. So yeah anyway, I’m never allowing some wealthy over-educated asshole to speak to me like that again.
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not once. I get overpaid for what I do actually.
i once worked as a server at a high-end restaurant and one day, we had this VIP client, a famous actor, come in. he was a real pain, demanding special treatments and being rude to the staff. at one point, he even threw a tantrum over the wine selection… and guess who had to deal with it? yours truly. it was like, dude, i’m just here to pay my bills, not babysit a celebrity having a fit. definitely a “i don’t get paid enough for this crap” moment.
either clogged sink full of puke or massive pile of feces that missed the bowl completely. It was like a can of chili.
One I had to scoop with gloved hands, and one I had to push down a floor drain with a mop. Basically waffle-stomped it.
Didn’t know how to say no yet.
I once had to clean a public restroom after someone really missed the toilet—and by “missed,” I mean they somehow managed to make a full-on Jackson Pollock-style mess on the floor, walls, and even the ceiling.
Working at a local library. Found a used diaper crammed in behind the books in the children books area. Not the first time I’d found one, but the first one I’d found folded shit side out.
Some guy just came over to me and my co worker and just proceeded to shit his pants
When I was a newly qualified doctor and I was asked to go and put my finger in an old man’s arsehole and sort of hold it open so that he could fart
Go work in any retail job and that should answer your question lol.
When my humvee got blown up.
Being in parliament’s basement and seeing all the rusty (yet still in use) gas pipes. Not safe it all.
Can’t narrow that to just 1 moment.
Being spit on by a child while the “parent” doesn’t parent. No correction or admonishent from parent.
Working with Woke idiots.
I had to help out with a cleanup after a product got damaged while doing inventory. I work in retail and accidents happen, but we have to be careful because they can cause a biohazardous situation due to the shards as a result.
Work in a daycare, try to calm 12 crying and some screaming tired toddlers for nap while a tour is happening outside in the hall and we have to look while we our act together.
Former hairstylist.
Was doing someone’s hair who had extreme mats. She basically came in for me to de-mat her hair. She said she had just gotten out of a long hospital stay and her hair was neglected during it.
For anyone who doesn’t know, we can see when you text on your phone. I was bored and sitting there 45 minutes into de-mating her hair, and glanced at her phone. I saw a text about how she had tested positive for HIV/AIDS. Okay, no biggie. Explains the recent hospital stay, and I know you can’t get HIV/AIDS from touching someone.
About 2 hours later when I finally finished de-mating her hair, she got up to leave. That’s when I realized she must have started her period, as there was blood in my chair where she was sitting. I quickly cashed her out and googled like crazy how to disinfect HIV positive blood. Thankfully salon grade disinfectants can work.
As I was sitting in the break room letting the disinfectant sit for the recommended amount of time, my manager had the gall to nag me about not taking more clients and letting the disinfectant sit vs immediately wiping it off. She straight up didn’t believe me about the text and blood. I didn’t last long in that salon.
Supervisor in charge at Tim Hortons for 3½ years. People are disgusting and most of them don’t know how to use a toilet.🤢🤢🤢
There was a polar vortex in my area a few years ago, and nearly every business was closed. That is, except for my job, which was a bookstore, which is totally not essential enough to remain open. Guess who was one of the people scheduled for that day. What really pissed me off was when I got there, my boss said she was hoping I was going to call and say I couldn’t come in. Oh gee, maybe you could have told me this before I went out in frostbite weather???
I was joined for different job in family type business company and then they didn’t get the contract from the railway and then i was going to a machine where steel material dust is everywhere and I’ve allergy with dust. So you can think that how i was survived.
I had a few while teaching:
-Having a parent break into the school and threatening to fight me because her son had to sit out water day for assaulting multiple students and teachers.
-Having a student threaten to come to my home and murder me and my family after finding my address online. Other teachers laughed at me for reporting it because this student was the shortest in his class and therefore not a threat.
-This same student sexually assaulted me at the end of the school year and the other teachers talked about me as if I had done something wrong.
-A teacher chested up to me and screamed in my face in front of the entire cafeteria over a misunderstanding. One of my coworkers reported her for endangering students but she thought it was me who reported her. When I tried to talk to my principal about the cafeteria incident she basically told me it was my fault for being a snitch (even though I never reported her before).
-A more senior employee (old enough to be my parent) invited a bunch of us out for dinner. She and her husband kept trying to get me to drink with them and dropped a bunch of hints that they were swingers. I turned down invitations to future outings and she took it really personal. When I left that school she spread a rumor that I was a lesbian (this was a catholic school so this was a huge deal)
When my boss asked me to train the new hire for a position that pays more than mine
Bussing tables in high school. I went to a corner booth and a child threw up in the back of it, it was deep in the cracks. The parents did nothing to even try to clean any of it. I saw it and just walked away.
I had worked 10 hours a day (no overtime) for two weeks straight to get an analysis done for my professor. He yelled at me, gave a mafia style talk about how he was «good» and asking if I was. Sounds weird in hindsight but he was always talking about pulling my funding, and with it my visa to the us.
I told him I would quit two weeks after, and was told to hand in my two weeks or get escorted out the building.
This was for a measly 57k a year, and not even at an Ivy League. Yeah, no, I’m not dealing with that bullshit…
Typical stuff. Worked a job with three. One got fired, and one left and no one was hired to replace them. I just had to pick up the slack and do the work of 3. I did that for a few months. One of the company meetings the boss said we’re at max staff and not hiring so we had to get used to it. Then I got chewed out for something that wasn’t my fault. Fuck that. That was after 10 years of busting my ass for that place.
When I found a used needle in the movie theater bathroom and my manager handed me rubber gloves like it was no big deal. Minimum wage isn’t worth potentially life-threatening situations. Quit on the spot.
As soon as I clock in
Electrician here (facilities maintenance). I’ll help with literally all other trades and do whatever labor they need. However, I do not get paid enough to clean or pull toilets and urinals. Nope, not doing it.
The PI on one of my projects asked me to call 250 k-12 schools and document various PII and demographics within 48 hours. I was so mad I dropped out of grad school on the spot.
When I was in college working as a stock boy in a department store and suddenly they wanted me to act like a security guard after an uptick in shoplifting. After a few confrontations that got ugly I thought to myself, “Nuh-uh. You’re paying me minimum wage to put price tags on stock and put it on the shelves. This wasn’t part of the job description” Getting into physical confrontations over a stolen pack of razor blades is above my pay grade.
I did tech support in the late 90s and early 2000s. Eventually one more “adult” having a temper tantrum because they “needed to vent” about the results of their refusal to read the instructions was the last one.
I was mid-teens, shingling roofs for this guy. We were between jobs and he asked us to help at his small farm. He devised this contraption out of 10’ long, 4” PVC with holes drilled in it and rags stuffed in the holes. The idea was that Round-Up herbicide would be poured into the PVC and would soak the rags through the holes. We would then carry the pipes around our necks and walk through the fields to more or less brush the weeds with the herbicide. He initially meant it for his horses but he “didn’t want them getting toxic chemicals on them”. We quit on the spot.
When I called in sick for 2 days for an extra long weekend because I was tired of their b.s
Manager: “Are you against overtime?”
Me: “Not at all — I’m just not doing it unless it’s actually needed.”
Also me: “I have a life outside of work. It’s pretty great, I try to visit it daily.”
His reply? “Maybe we should look into your work-life balance…”
Sir, the balance is balancing. What you actually want is unpaid enthusiasm. Big difference.
Then he hit me with: “I noticed you used up all your vacation days?”
Yes. Correct. That’s what they’re for.
If you didn’t want me to use them, maybe just give me a nice little 0 days off in the contract next time?
When the owner of a German shipping line chewed my ass over someone else’s mistake. I packed my belongings and left immediately without ever returning.
Quit a prison to work in a less stressful job as hospital security. Took a 15 an hour paycut.
Four months into working at the hospital and I’m literally slipping in feces that a patient had smeared while we’re trying to get him under control so he doesn’t hurt himself. Quit shortly after that. If I wanted to keep doing that I would’ve stayed at the prison and made twice as much.
Every day back in my 20s in the 1990’s, while working as an emt (and later, emt-p) on a private ambulance service.
Container of stool blew up under the hood, the portion that wasn’t covered I got splattered. Bacteria create a ton of gas in certain cases, this was one of them. Was a cdiff
I worked min wage at a fast food place. Every SINGLE day, after lunch an employee took a massive shit that clogged the toilet and just left it there. Every. Single. Day. It was the main reason I quit.
I used to work at a facility that processes old xerox machines and i was on a disassembly line, taking the black toner out and this would leave any exposed skin completely covered in black toner. The only way to get it off was use a huge tank of some sort of alcohol they had on the wall and scrub. Hard. I think i was gettîg paid no more than 12 dollars an hour and this was around 2003. I didnt last long at that job.
Worked as a receptionist at a gym. Found a guy doing naked yoga in the tanning room. When I told him that wasn’t allowed, he said he paid for the full membership and could do whatever he wanted. Yeah, that $14/hour wasn’t covering the therapy I’d need.
there are too many times, unfortunately
Having to run errands with my boss and listening to him endlessly preach a political philosophy that’s completely at odds with me.
Being (mostly) verbally sexually harassed, stalked, spat, and screamed at by multiple very smelly men for 12 hrs a day.
I worked for a major oil and gas production company. One day, one very cold day, I was sent to dig out part of a temporary dam we had had to put up.
Made good money, but never dreamed I would end up digging a ditch……..
Taking over the majority of responsibility during a ciurt martial that was supposed to be run by an NCO that was 2 ranks above me because he ran around bragging about how great he was at running court martials, but he was in fact, not. And then not being given credit where it was due for that court martial. On top if transcribing multiple interviews for that court martial last minute because nobody else fucking did. Thank you Army for adding to that chip on my shoulder of hating people who brag about how great they are and getting some extra brown on their noses at the cost of others.
Side note, retail, wont name the company, trained someone how to be a manager of my crew whem my entire crew wanted me to be the manager. Watched the whole team leave one by one week by week. Had to train 3 people whos sum of any mental capacity was that of a rock. 😐
Tldr people fucking suck, and i will not be advocating for a leadership role until i trust the team around me. Fuck the politics and extra pay if i cant keep what little sanity i have left.
When grown ass men that make way too much money reply to me with snarky, smartass comments when I’m just trying to help and provide as much info as I have when being brought into a situation.
Grow the fuck up. Acting that way at your age and in your position is fucking embarrassing.
You can tell a lot about people from the way they treat people they don’t have to treat well.
When my student wrote an “anonymous” note and posted it in the bathroom. It told me to shove a gun up my ugly c*nt and pull the trigger. It was the third hate message I received from them that week. No discipline action was taken.
A blockage in the organic waste tank outlet.
130 cubic metres of waste.
The valve was bent, so when I thought it was closed so I could remove the flange to clear the blockage, i was covered in waste. Head to toe. Sanitary towels, condoms, wet wipes, and a dog carcass.
Probably working in the bar had to clean post shift. Walking into one cubicle someone had shoved a pint glass down the toilet and then done a number two. Whoever you are, you’re fucking vile and I hope something awful happens to you. It apparently happened over a couple of other shifts and my other colleagues had to deal with it too
When first patient died
State hospital in Florida.
When I worked as a field based therapist in South LA I found myself in the middle of a lot of random shit that I was not paid enough for. Sex workers approaching my car while waiting to pick up my clients. Gang members and drug dealers approaching me with crowbars asking me why I was there. Homeless people shitting in the wide open. Two naked people having sex outside their car. So many fights and drug deals. Seeing one of my clients arrested while I was there to meet with them for session. The topper was my colleague getting hit over the head with a stick by some random guy just walking by after we finished a session with a client.
Oh, and going to a clients house and finding out their neighbors house had just been shot at and one of the bullets hit my clients house. So fun.
working for dollar general had me running register, stocking, totes, consolidating backroom, signing in vendors, signing in trucks, fucking downstocking, sweeping, mopping, etc ETC. cleaning bathroom, fucking restocking bathroom shit. then counting down tills and doing paperwork and depositing the money and sometimes driving to the bank on behalf of them.
all for a beautiful 16 an hour.
imagine running register, someones ebt isnt working, they’re manually pushing shit in. the lines getting long and the self checkout was discontinued when i was working there (company wide thing). and on top of that having stocking expectations. but you have an entire cart full of shit that’s already fully stocked but for SOME reason it NEEDS to go out…
while also taking out the god damn trash, sweeping, getting ready to lock up. i literally had to run to the register from the backroom because bells weren’t allowed at the front and for the majority of the time, i was the only one in store as a closer.
then you have people whining about the prices and how the price tag doesnt match the actual god damn price… an old lady yelling at my fucking face about how she’s calling the better business bureau
I was a bank teller about 8 years ago in my early 20s. A cardiologist in my city came in to deposit a check. I saw he had two different checking accounts and asked him which one he wanted to deposit it in. To this day, I have no idea why this was so difficult for him to understand, but he just went absolutely ballistic on me, screaming loudly in the bank and demanding to see someone smarter than a teller who could actually help him. He storms away and sits down in the lobby waiting for another employee to walk in. In the meantime, I take the next customer (super nice fireman FWIW). While I’m helping him, the asshole doctor gets tired of waiting for someone else so he storms back up to me and starts yelling at me again demanding that I help him. I told him I was helping another customer (nice fireman) and would speak to him afterwards. At this point, asshole doctor pulls out his phone and starts filming me screaming that I refused to help him. Then the fireman basically tells him to fuck off because he’d seen the entire interaction from the beginning. So yeah anyway, I’m never allowing some wealthy over-educated asshole to speak to me like that again.