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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25560 on: February 14, 2014, 08:59:06 PM »


Jersey Girl here...the first time you have to pump gas I assure you that you are convinced that you are convinced you are going to blow everything up!   Also our gas is cheapter and you don't have to pump it..I can see why one would not want to have to pay more to pump it yourself!

I need that t-shirt (another NJ resident).  :)

I need one too!

I want one too! If I wore it here in KY, I would be considered a Special Snowflake.  ;D

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25561 on: February 15, 2014, 05:02:49 PM »
Ooh, I just remembered an SS sighting that happened a few years back.

I worked for a church as a janitor. On Saturdays I cleaned the church office. The first Mass of the weekend was Saturday at 4:30 in the afternoon.

One Saturday, I'm working away when I hear the church bell ringing. I head outside to find an SS is by the front door of the church ringing the bell. I walk over to see what's up and she says "can you unlock this door, we've been waiting all day."

It was 3:00 pm.

Never mind the fact that she could have walked over to the office and knocked on the door to ask me politely. She actually unhooked the bell pull to use it to summon me like I'm Jeeves the butler. And Mass didn't start for another hour and a half!

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25562 on: February 15, 2014, 05:41:58 PM »
This is a combo of SS and confirmation of her PD.

She called the business manager and asked when she would get her W2 (form needed to file income tax). Business manager apologizes and tells her it was mailed, but she would send another. While she is opening the form on her computer SS states that she received the other form she sent. What other form.

SS: "You know form 1234."

Manager: "Form 1234? Wait is that in a box that says FICA?"

Ss: "Yes and why didn't you send my W2?"

Manager: "That's not the form number, but the Federal tax you paid."

Manager goes through the firm in SS's hand and confirms all the boxes and dollar amounts.  She even gets SS to confirm that there is a large W2 on the bottom.

SS: "Yes, but why didn't you send me my W2 form?"

Granted, it's not one little slip, but multiple copies of the W2 on page for federal, state, and personal records. Manager spent 30 minutes on the phone and could still never convince her she had the form in her hand.

SS is also upset because employee with thyroid cancer won't return her calls. SS had called and screamed at employee because she wasn't on her first to know list. SS also told her that the diagnosis was wrong and she didn't need surgery.

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25563 on: February 15, 2014, 07:45:15 PM »
SS: Well, hell, I'm E! The light is on!! And it's been on for awhile! I can't pump my own gas! I mean...do I look like someone who knows how to pump gas?
Me: Um...(Well, you're driving a car so I'd assume yes but clearly...no?)
SS: Screw it, I'm just gonna call triple A.
Me: Ok great, sounds like you have a plan, have a nice day!

How'd you like to be the AAA operator taking that call?

"So you say you're at Bob's Gas Station... Parked in front of one of the pumps... "
I suspect that this SS will continue to complain, passive-aggressively, until someone offers to pump  her gas for her. Which she was expecting the OP to do...and probably sat there grumbling after the OP walked away about what a rude and unhelpful young woman she was.

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25564 on: February 15, 2014, 07:49:03 PM »
The church story reminded me of a time when I was doing tours at an historic church.  A woman showed up at 4:00 on a Saturday, demanding to know where everyone was. (And I mean DEMANDING)

Me:  ???

Her: Why isn't anyone here for the 4:00 Mass?

Me: There is no 4:00 Mass, as a matter of fact, there is no Mass at all. This is not a Catholic church. There will be a service tomorrow if you would like to come back.

Her: That is RIDICULOUS! ALL churches have 4:00 Masses.

This went back and forth for awhile with me, the other tour guides, and her. She would not believe that there was not a Mass. I guess she thought we were hiding the people under the seats or something.

When we told her that there were two Catholic churches about a mile in either direction, she yelled at us some more because that was TOO FAR and she didn't have a car.

She finally left, literally mutter under her breath the whole time that she never HEARD of a church that did not have a 4:00 Mass.
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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25565 on: February 15, 2014, 08:01:18 PM »

My dad taught me to change a tire as a condition of learning to drive.
I had to learn as part of Driver's Ed.  Never actually did it, though.  I've always just called AAA or some gallant gentleman pulled in behind me to assist.   
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My father had a job that required a great deal of highway driving. One night he was coming home, and drove past a stalled car; only after he got past did he realize it was the car of our next-door neighbor. He turned around and went back and as he came up behind her again, another man stopped and was trying to talk to her. When Dad walked up, she told the guy that she didn't need help, Dad was there. Dad could tell she was terribly upset, and after the other driver had driven off, she got out of her car and started crying on his shoulder. Apparently the other driver had stopped, and had tried to get her to ride in his car to the truck stop at the next exit. She had lied and told him someone was coming, and he drove off...and of course it scared her out of her wits when he circled around and came back and started pressuring her to come with him. I don't remember what was wrong with her car...but if she'd been out of it, trying to change a tire, it would have made it far easier for the creepy guy to abduct her. (of course, this was before the days of cell-phones).

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25566 on: February 16, 2014, 01:00:19 AM »

My dad taught me to change a tire as a condition of learning to drive.
I had to learn as part of Driver's Ed.  Never actually did it, though.  I've always just called AAA or some gallant gentleman pulled in behind me to assist.   
My father had a job that required a great deal of highway driving. One night he was coming home, and drove past a stalled car; only after he got past did he realize it was the car of our next-door neighbor. He turned around and went back and as he came up behind her again, another man stopped and was trying to talk to her. When Dad walked up, she told the guy that she didn't need help, Dad was there. Dad could tell she was terribly upset, and after the other driver had driven off, she got out of her car and started crying on his shoulder. Apparently the other driver had stopped, and had tried to get her to ride in his car to the truck stop at the next exit. She had lied and told him someone was coming, and he drove off...and of course it scared her out of her wits when he circled around and came back and started pressuring her to come with him. I don't remember what was wrong with her car...but if she'd been out of it, trying to change a tire, it would have made it far easier for the creepy guy to abduct her. (of course, this was before the days of cell-phones).
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I may have posted this before. Dad was in the beer business in Texas. When we were in West Texas his territory was the equivalent of something between 5 -10 of the smallest US States. A large section of it was completely dry. It was illegal for Dad's trucks to stop in those areas.

Also in Texas beer is a cash on the barrel head business. Stores, restaurants, and bars have to pay in cash for their deliveries, no checks no credit*. The only exception is made for military bases - in part because the distributor has to subtract all the state taxes paid from the barley seed to the beer. So the trucks generally are forbidden to stop people in distress for fear that it is a ruse to rob the trucks.

Dad had a woman call and rant and complain because on of his trucks didn't stop to help her in a 100% dry area. The driver had called in that a car seemed to be broken down and DPS was contacted and sent help. She just couldn't understand why the driver wouldn't risk a massive fine, loss of his licence and being robbed to stop and help her.

*Law may have changed in the years since Dad died but was the law then.
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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25567 on: February 17, 2014, 01:29:56 PM »
I was at an RV show. After taking pictures of the living room & bathroom of one RV, I went to the doorway of the bedroom for a few more snaps. There were four people on the right side of the room (near the foot of the horizontal bed). I was going to wait a minute or two for them to finish their viewing before taking pictures. But then I realized after a bit they were just gossiping about "lol You know our friend Jimmy, right ? He did the dumbest thing. It's sooo funny" and didn't plan to move any time soon. So I aimed my camera at the left side of the room to get what pictures I could, at an angle that was obviously away from the 4 people.

After the first shot, they all stopped talking & watched me. I then took one more picture (again, facing away from them so they weren't in the pictures). As I walked away, one woman snapped "Did you just take pictures of us ?" I said "No, my camera was faced down to the left side." "Well, you still should've asked us to sign a photo release  >:( " These were not the RV owners / vendors, btw

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25568 on: February 17, 2014, 03:07:40 PM »
I know of one in Michigan. Its in a small town.

If it's the one in a northern Michigan ski town, I worked there when I was 16 years old. ;) I pumped gas, checked/added oil and other fluids.

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25569 on: February 17, 2014, 03:36:58 PM »
I know of one in Michigan. Its in a small town.

If it's the one in a northern Michigan ski town, I worked there when I was 16 years old. ;) I pumped gas, checked/added oil and other fluids.

Near the "Suicide Bowl"?

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25570 on: February 17, 2014, 04:28:44 PM »
I was at an RV show. After taking pictures of the living room & bathroom of one RV, I went to the doorway of the bedroom for a few more snaps. There were four people on the right side of the room (near the foot of the horizontal bed). I was going to wait a minute or two for them to finish their viewing before taking pictures. But then I realized after a bit they were just gossiping about "lol You know our friend Jimmy, right ? He did the dumbest thing. It's sooo funny" and didn't plan to move any time soon. So I aimed my camera at the left side of the room to get what pictures I could, at an angle that was obviously away from the 4 people.

After the first shot, they all stopped talking & watched me. I then took one more picture (again, facing away from them so they weren't in the pictures). As I walked away, one woman snapped "Did you just take pictures of us ?" I said "No, my camera was faced down to the left side." "Well, you still should've asked us to sign a photo release  >:( " These were not the RV owners / vendors, btw
They should have gone the minute they saw your camera.

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25571 on: February 17, 2014, 05:21:13 PM »
I know of one in Michigan. Its in a small town.

If it's the one in a northern Michigan ski town, I worked there when I was 16 years old. ;) I pumped gas, checked/added oil and other fluids.

Near the "Suicide Bowl"?

Coincidently enough, no, but my husband grew up 1/2 mile from Suicide. His grandfather jumped there back in the day.

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25572 on: February 18, 2014, 09:01:43 PM »
An SS story (and Darwin Award attempt) that happened this morning not too far from where I live:

From the article, "Police say the train crossing lights are arms were working but the driver tried to get around the crossing arms."

URL goes to a news report video with text story below:  http://www.kare11.com/story/local/2014/01/01/5589193/?storyid=5589193

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25573 on: February 18, 2014, 10:10:26 PM »


*I asked my soon-to-be 18 yo son if he minded taking me to Sam's Club as I only needed one thing. After I put my tenth item in the cart, he mildly protested with "I thought you said you were only getting one thing?" I replied, deadpan, "When a woman tells you she's only picking up one thing, she is ALWAYS lying." We both laughed.  ;D And yes I know men are equally guilty of that.
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What my daughter did when I was going to Costco (same as Sam's Club) for "just one thing " was to forbid me from using a cart. You don't need a cart, Mom, if you were getting just one thing!  So I was limited to what I could carry. :-)


The story makes me chuckle. I recall when my son was 4 I took him to Walmart. Soon he rapidly pointed out several toys he wanted. I replied, "Son, if I got you everything you wanted each time we go to the store, we'd have to get at least 2 houses to hold it all." He answered why not? An older lady in the same aisle overheard our little chat and was giggling.

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Re: Special Snowflake Stories
« Reply #25574 on: February 18, 2014, 10:57:51 PM »
Saw a post on facebook, came up on my newsfeed as it was by a friend of a friend.    The lady was posting about how she and 3 friends had visited a restaurant for lunch with their 1 year old children (4 adults, 4 children) and the kids made a bit of mess as kids do.   They apologised to the waiter and apparently he said it was no problem, and commented that he wasn't very busy anyway.   After they finished and were walking out the owner of the restaurant accosted them and basically was quite nasty, telling them never to come back and asking if they would leave "their house in that state" and generally upsetting them all. 

Up until here I was sort of possibly on her side - it sounded kind of like my worst nightmare coming true.    I'm always paranoid about one day meeting one of those child-hating people who are supposedly out there (according to what I read on the internet) despite the fact that in real life everybody I meet is polite and friendly and welcomes my son with open arms.

...Except that she also posted a photo along with the status, which was presumably intended to support her case.   The floor was filthy.   Napkins, chips, slices of bread, all sorts of rubbish all over the floor under and around the table.   I was horrified!    Yes, my 1 year old makes a little more mess than most adults would, but I always pick up any big things he drops straight away.     I can't believe 4 grown adults thought it was remotely acceptable to leave anywhere in that state.   Disgusting.  And then naming and shaming the restaurant as if it was their fault.   I guess they could say "but the waiter told us it was ok!" but seriously what did they expect him to say?  It's a waiters job to be polite he can't exactly tell them to clean up!   Sad that they are too SS to feel ashamed of their behaviour, and will clearly do the same thing again in future.  And that's exactly the type of SS parents who make me paranoid in public that others will judge me and my family for their horrible behaviour, despite the fact we would never ever consider that ok.   >:(
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