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https://www.reddit.com/r/IDontWorkHereLady/comments/abva80/doctor_dials_wrong_number_to_book_an_ambulance/
https://www.reddit.com/r/IDontWorkHereLady/comments/aokpoa/im_not_even_from_this_country/
https://www.reddit.com/r/IDontWorkHereLady/comments/an8p3j/no_im_not_your_uber_driver_get_out/
https://www.reddit.com/r/IDontWorkHereLady/comments/a4odto/hey_lady/
https://www.reddit.com/r/IDontWorkHereLady/comments/9wujba/racist_man_in_a_gas_station/
https://www.reddit.com/r/IDontWorkHereLady/comments/9xb87h/no_i_am_not_your_snitch/
https://www.reddit.com/r/IDontWorkHereLady/comments/awvtuw/i_just_got_fired_because_i_didnt_do_my_job/
https://www.reddit.com/r/IDontWorkHereLady/comments/9p8rsy/local_pet_store_round_2_this_time_it_was_funny/
https://www.reddit.com/r/IDontWorkHereLady/comments/9qgkdk/gotta_say_this_sub_is_changing_my_outlook/
https://www.reddit.com/r/IDontWorkHereLady/comments/cdqq34/a_surreal_experience/
Doctor dials wrong number to book an ambulance
and wont accept she has dialled a wrong number
L
So I'm a paramedic , many years ago i was
called out to a person in cardiac arrest at
a private address. Unfortunately the elderly
lady was beyond help , so we started the ball
rolling - contact the police/ patients doctor
whilst myself and crew mate try to deal with
the distressed relatives on scene .
So the house phone rings and as we are expecting
a call from a doctor (we can recognise death
, but still needs a doctor to legally certify
etc etc )
i have the phone handed to me and it sort
of goes like this :
me ; hello , is this the Mrs XXXXXXX doctor
? This is the ambulance crew dealing with
the patient
GP : no , i am calling to book an ambulance
to admit someone to hospital
Me ; erm , sorry i think you have the wrong
number
GP : but you said your an ambulance crew - why
would you answer the phone if ive got the
wrong number ?
me ; (very confused) , sorry - we are on a
999 call to this address and dealing with
a patient - this is a private address , nothing
to do with the ambulance service , so im sorry
but you have called the wrong number !
GP : but why would i have been given this
number to book an ambulance then ?
me : well i dunno - you must have entered
the wrong number , im sorry but i cannot help
you
GP : well cant you take the details and contact
your control room to book an ambulance for
me ?
(this carries on for about 10 mins with her
point blank not understanding that she has
incorrectly dialled and by fate the number
she has rung is a private address that just
happens to have an emergency ambulance crew
there)
Luckily then the police turned up at the address
so i had to explain to her that i had to go
and put the phone down to her voice still
ranting on "how can this be a wrong number
if your an ambulance crew .........."
Edit : my first gold !! Thank you !!
I’m Not Even From This Country
L
So this happened when I was 14 years old and
it’s probably the purest idwhl experience
I’ve ever had.
I’d just finished my first of many art projects
due to me being enrolled in an arts program
through my high school. It required us to
research one of the Greats and put together
a presentation on the course of their artworks
and life- and of course I chose Monet.
That year, it just so happened that my parents
decide to take us to Paris- they’d been
saving up for years and were well aware of
my obsession with art given I never shut up
about it. And as a surprise they planned a
trip to the Museé Marmottan for me. Holy
shit. I was in awe and I couldn’t believe
I would finally see Monet’s works in person,
and the instant we get in to the exhibit I’m
sprouting information like crazy due to excitement.
I mean, I’d be talking to my parents about
a certain painting then suddenly turn the
corner and see that exact painting! It was
like winning the lottery!
After a little bit my parents start to notice
that there are people moving WITH us throughout
the museum. I clearly don’t notice this
and keep talking, probably a little too loudly,
and don’t notice again when the number grows
and they’re clearly keeping pace with me.
Eventually there comes a painting that I don’t
know the story of by heart so I just stand
there, smiling and admiring it, when I hear
one woman say “And what about this one?”
I turn to her and tell her how I didn’t
study this one for my project and she became
flustered and apologizes. At this the couples
and tourists around us begin to disperse slowly,
some of them staring, and my parents start
laughing their asses off. Turns out people
had thought I was a tour guide of some sort
due to me chattering on about the paintings
and were trying to eavesdrop/join in.
Thank god I wasn’t yelled at, but honestly
thought it was pretty funny that my tiny teenage
self convinced a whole lot of adults that
I worked there when I wasn’t even from the
country!
No, I'm not your uber driver. Get out!
L
A couple years back it was my grandma's 80th
surprise birthday party. We rented out a whole
ballroom at a casino and had one of the penthouses
all to ourselves for our very large party.
Had a wonderful time, lot's of booze and laughter
from all our friends and family to celebrate
this incredible woman's life (love ya and
miss ya grandma).
So the party finally wraps up around 11pm,
and it's time for the old folks to get to
bed. She was staying at our house in town
since she lived back in the midwest. This
being a whole surprise party with almost a
100 people coming from all around the country,
she couldn't stay at the hotel itself or she
might have seen one of her many friends or
family. Now as everyone's saying good bye
to her, I run ahead down to valet to grab
my car and provide a curb side pick up for
her. She had been using a walker for a long
time and standing idly for 10 minutes out
in the cold was less than ideal for a woman
of her age. I get the car and am waiting out
front for her to shuffle down with my sister
and dad acting as her spotters and guide.
Bout 2 minutes in, this older couple gets
in my car, kinda drunk and clearly not paying
attention, tell me to take them home.
At first I was kinda in shock that 2 strangers
just got in with no prompt, but after a second
of stunned silence, I respond as such.
Me: "Um, who are you?"
Old dude: "Are you not the uber driver?"
Me: "No, does it look like I have a sign?
Get out of my car."
Old dude: "Ugh, you're useless."
They get out of my car in a huff, and leave
me in awe of how rude he was for the mistake
on their part. Anyway, a couple minutes after
the birthday girl arrives with my family and
we head home after an amazing night.
Hey LADY
M
This winter, I’ve been frequenting a local
thrift store for sweaters. I normally wear
overlarge men’s sweaters and they’re super
expensive brand new from stores, but around
7 USD each in the thrift store.
One day I went in wearing a blue, more form-fitting
sweater. The employees at the store wear shirts
in a similar blue, but they are either short
sleeved with a white long sleeved shirt underneath,
or collared. I had a bag and a few sweaters
in my hands and was browsing other bags when
I heard a guy yell, “Lady!”
I had my headphones in because I was shopping
alone, and tbh if he had come up to me and
asked “do you work here?” or something
more polite I would have told him no just
as politely. But instead, he just kept yelling
“lady! Hey lady!” at me from literally
down an entire aisle away. I even glanced
at him and away again and he just kept yelling.
After he yelled himself out without walking
closer to me or attempting any other form
of communication I turned just a little and
said “I don’t work here.” He shut up
and, weirdly, didn’t try to seek out anyone
else who worked in the store! He just kept
standing where he was!
Tl;dr some weird man shouted at me in a store
for 5 minutes, and when I told him I didn’t
work there, he froze in place like
I broke his code or something.
Racist man in a gas station
M
Last summer my dad and I had to drive up to
Chicago to help my Aunt move some boxes from
my grandparents basement in order to sell
what was inside them (My grandparents were
too old to do it themselves). It's about a
3 hour drive from where I live so we stopped
at a gas station in order to buy snacks. The
gas station uniforms had a grey button down
shirt and my dad was wearing a grey t-shirt
at the time. As we were shopping a old man
walked up and began to complain to my dad.
Customer: "How fucking dare you hire a Muslim
(He used a derogatory term for Muslim)here.
How dare you!
My dad: "I'm sorry, what?!"
Customer: "You'd better fire that man or else
there will be hell to pay. I can't feel safe
know that a Muslim works here."
At this point my dad realized that the customer
has mistaken him for a manager.
My dad: "First of all I don't work here! Second,
why would it matter that he is Muslim!"
Customer: "Don't talk to me that way! This
is your store, fix it."
He stormed out of the store leaving me and
my dad very surprised at what happened. As
we were paying for our food my dad told the
cashier what happened and he said: "I'm glad
you got him to leave before I had to deal
with him."
No, I am not your snitch
L
So this one happened a couple months ago maybe.
It was kinda weird to be honest.
I was job hunting for a while so I expected
a couple of unknown numbers calls. One evening
I received a call from a "private number".
I answered.
Me : "Hi"
Agent : "Hi, this is agent insert name from
insert police station, you never called me
back after we met last week, I need the info
you promised me.
Me: "Huh, what? How can I help you?"
Agent : "Hey! This is Matt right?" Remeber
what you promised me?"
Me : Huh... yeah no, you got the wrong number
here buddy"
Agent : "Oh, sorry" ... click...
I didn't make much of it. Probably a snitch
who gave him a wrong number just to piss him
off or something. Couple days later, the agent
left me a message. Says he needs info and
I need to call him back on the number "he
gave me". Obviously didn't call back. Couple
weeks after that, about same time of the day.
My girlfriend hands me my phone, "Got a call".
Me : "Hi"
Agent : "Hi this is Agent insert same name
from insert same station, do you happen to
know anything about Lacy, the missing girl?
I think you are friends you two.."
Me : "Huh, sir, I already told you, you got
the wrong number."
Agent : "You sure? Aren't you Matt? You don't
have to hide, you can talk to me"
Me : "I am very sure, please stop calling
me"
Agent : "Is it just not the right moment to
talk Matt? I can call you back if you want"
Me : "Sir, if you call me one more time I
call your station and file a complaint to
your superior for harassment"
Agent : "Ok, I'm sorry sir, have a good night"
He never called me back. He probably realized
he got bamboozled by this little asshole kid
snitch.
I just got fired because I didn't do my job
properly at the job I don't work at.
L
So browsing some youtube channels that read
reddit posts, I found this sub reddit and
I have a story from a year ago to share.
So I had a good friend of mine that worked
at a electronic store in a mall, and would
visit him quite often since I live very close
to it. Nothing of the usual until one day
I went to visit him wearing a red t-shirt
(that was how the store employees dressed),
and after a while a old lady came just as
my friend was going into his lunch break,
and since there was no one else around he
asked me to help her, which I did. Right when
I finished a lady tapped on my shoulder asking
for help, and I asked her what she needed.
"I would like to see the expensive cameras
in the showcase"
"I'm sorry but that is something I can't help
you with, I don't work here so I don't have
the key to it"
"But you just helped that lady just now, and
have the *company* shirt on"
"Yeah, it was just something small and this
is just a red shirt" as I turned around to
show her
I don't really remember what we said after
this but she started getting really until
the store manager, which was also a friend
came and the security
Manager "What is happening here?!"
Lady"Your employee is a rude asshole that
doesn't want to help me because I am a woman!"
Me"Oh you are now making this a sexist thing"
Lady "Making it a sexist thing? You said it
yourself!"
At the moment I really wanted to slap her
but I didn't want any trouble
Manager "Look, if I fire him will you calm
down?"
Lady "If you fire him I will also buy the
god damn camera I wanted"
After a while the manager came back with a
fake contract and just wrote on it that I
was dismissed from my position.
Well, she did buy the camera which is good...I
guess.
Edit: A lot of people are asking if I got
something for the sale. While I was offered
close to 60 dollars I refused it. And if you
wanna know we still joke about this. The time
I sucked so bad I got fired from a job I didn't
even work at.
Local pet store round 2. This time it was
funny and didn't involve a child
M
This happened a while back. Was at my local
pet store that I frequent to the point that
the employees know what kinds of toys my birds
like and give great suggestions for new items
they might enjoy and know the names of my
parrots and go "umm you don't have a bjrd
with you?" If I stop in without one.
And I was carrying around my two green cheek
conures they were wearing flight suits and
leashes.
And multiple people asked me where in the
store to get the flight suits and asked me
how much they were. Like I just showed them
bc the people that actually work there were
busy but I found it really funny. Like oh
ppl think I work there a lot.
shrugs should probably be more concerned when
I check out and the ppl that work there go
"I'm surprised you don't have a bird with
you."
Gotta say this sub is changing my outlook..
Meta
Yesterday, when the significant other told
me at the till to take something back, instead
of being sullen and resentful, I had an extra
spring in my step. Yup, I cheerfully returned
the three bags of coffee, meticulously and
slowly reshelved them, all the while checking
my peripheral vision and hoping, beyond all
hope, for the "ahem", the arm-grab, the "I
demand to see your manager" haircut.
Sadly it was not to be. But someday I'll get
to be that unresponsive, puzzled, plausibly
deniable person. It's going to be epic.
A surreal experience
S
So, I was in Loews today and I witnessed kind
of a reverse IDWHL experience. Not one for
I do work here lady, but well, here's the
story.
There was a man in the store uniform. Vest,
nametag, everything. He was looking for aisle
59. He kept muttering "Aisle 59. Where is
aisle 59? Does anyone know where aisle 59
is?"
A woman was walking by, wearing jeans and
a floral print blouse. No nametag, no nothing
to indicate that she worked there, so probably
just a customer. She sees the lost employee
and points him in the direction of aisle 59.
He thanks her and goes to do whatever he needed
to do in aisle 59. Very odd!
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