This is not a terribly exciting story, but it does qualify.
There is a lovely (and very highly rated) bakery/sandwich place called Flour that is off South Station, and it has a rule about No Cell Phones At The Counter. People are very good about this under normal circumstances, so derspatchel and I were stunned the day that a businessman detonated at one of the servers over the policy. The man had been on his phone (to the annoyance of the regulars), and the server had said politely, "I see you're on the phone, so I'll go to the next person and help you once you're not busy."
The man whipped around yelling something like: "I'm just checking my VOICE MAIL! It's critically important for me to CHECK my VOICE MAIL because I receive very important voice mails that cannot wait! I can multitask and talk to you while I'm on the phone, why can't you multitask and pay attention to me when I'm on the phone? What kind of friggin' incompetents are you? All I was doing was checking my voice mail! You have no right to speak to me this way! I want to speak to your manager, NOW!" This was all at a volume to shut down all other conversation entirely.
We stared at him in shocked silence and hated him with our brains. Sadly, his head didn't explode. We really, really wished it would.
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Date: 2009-02-01 21:25 (UTC)There is a lovely (and very highly rated) bakery/sandwich place called Flour that is off South Station, and it has a rule about No Cell Phones At The Counter. People are very good about this under normal circumstances, so
The man whipped around yelling something like: "I'm just checking my VOICE MAIL! It's critically important for me to CHECK my VOICE MAIL because I receive very important voice mails that cannot wait! I can multitask and talk to you while I'm on the phone, why can't you multitask and pay attention to me when I'm on the phone? What kind of friggin' incompetents are you? All I was doing was checking my voice mail! You have no right to speak to me this way! I want to speak to your manager, NOW!" This was all at a volume to shut down all other conversation entirely.
We stared at him in shocked silence and hated him with our brains. Sadly, his head didn't explode. We really, really wished it would.