Do any of you know any woman who hasn't been assaulted, harassed, raped, or etc?
I've always heard that it's one in four or one in five, but lately, I've been wondering if the number is a lot higher than that. I can't think of any woman that I know well enough to know for certain about, who doesn't have a story of her own.
I realize this may be a bit off-topic, but I didn't know where else to ask about this.
Had a very angry man come up to the cash practically purple and he thrusts a figurine in my face and says THE SHELF TAG SAYS FULL PRICE BUT ONLINE IT SAYS TWENTY FIVE PERCENT OFF ALL OF THESE FIGURINES.
I scan it and it comes up on sale and just let him know sometimes we don't always have the sale tags up in time for sale day. He relaxes.
As I'm totaling up he goes "can I have another twenty-five percent off because the prices aren't done?"
I tell him the sale is already a really good deal as these particular figurines very rarely go on sale at all. He says "are you joking?" while sighing loudly and patting his pockets, eventually tossing a few bills on the counter after I kept waiting and he realized it wasn't going to be any cheaper and then taking the figurine and starting to walk away.
He's a good ten dollars short so I call loudly "Sir, you're short!"
He doesn't stop walking so I yell, thinking he's hard of hearing, "SIR, YOU'RE SHORT. MAY I HAVE THE OTHER TEN DOLLARS, PLEASE?"
He kind of shuffles at the entrance, rolls his head on his shoulders like he's trying to compose himself and comes back and says, while getting angry again, "listen, I'm trying not to lose it with you but you're not doing the customer service bit very much justice here. It's ten dollars. Can't you just give me fifty percent off like we talked about?"
I tell him it's not fifty percent off and that he can come back later when he has the money but the store doesn't do additional discounts and I politely request the figurine back. He tucks it under his arm and then suddenly yells in my face "I PAID FOR IT. YOU HAVE THE MONEY."
I got really scared because I just can't handle grown ass men (he looks like he's about fifty, thinning buzz cut, pretty tall, works out) yelling at me and just looked at the money on the counter and said quietly "you're ten dollars short, sorry."
At this point he just takes the figurine and slams it into the ground so hard it damages the box (edit: and grabs the bills he left back) and lets out a bellowing roar "I hope you LOSE YOUR FUCKING JOOOOOOOOOOOB!!" then leaves, ignoring the managers who try to get him to come back.
I pretty much felt like crying but I didn't. I just put the figurine aside because it's so damaged we have to mark it down by about fifty percent.
He's not getting it.
That is the percentage of people who have had problems so bad they were unable to submit part of the test, according to my AP Calc teacher. Given my experience talking with other students IRL and online, the number seems fairly accurate. I got fucked over myself in the Physics C exam. Then I had to wait literal hours for collegeboard to accept their own code as genuine so I could apply for a retake. I better have a chance to talk shit about collegeboard in my Lang exam. This is ridiculous.
