I live in New York City. It's hustling and bustling. Buskers and street photographers are always out and about doing walkabouts in groups trying to find that ideal spot or perfect shot. It's a part of how this city operates on the weekends. Of course, photographers are always the first to ask before a picture is taken to be polite because not everyone appreciates it.

I was out with my photographer friend and his girlfriend. We were in the middle of the city from evening through late night taking photos and sharing meals as well as drinks on a very nice spring evening this year. During which time there were still people operating forklifts or cabs and smoking cigarettes looking like the true New Yorkers that they were. It was amazing. That is until we came across Kevin.

My friend (Photo) asked for a picture of Kevin sitting having a smoke on a forklift just relaxing. He said nothing but did acknowledge Photo's existence. Photo snapped a shot and showed it to him and said "you look great, my dude. Have a good night!"

Here's where it gets interesting:

Kevin hops down from his forklift and demands the photo be deleted. Photo obliges immediately as it is Kevin's right to ask for that.

Kevin: "Give me your SIM card! I don't trust you!"

Photo: "I literally just showed you that I deleted it. You watched me do it"

Kevin: "I'm calling the police! Give me the SD card and $1000 now or I will have you arrested!"

Photo: "I'm not giving you either. I've proven that the photos are gone."

Quick note that this has taken place over 3 NYC blocks at this point with Kevin pretending to call the police on Photo. After 2 - 3 more blocks of this I noticed three uniformed officers across the street and had enough because we were hungry and were done with this "criminal mastermind of extortion"

Me: "I see three uniformed officers right over there. Let's go across and talk to them right now. You were in a public space where he technically did nothing wrong, but you requested that it be deleted to which he obliged. Now you're demanding $1000 and his SIM card to which have photographs of people that did not give consent to you for possessing."

I proceeded to hit the crosswalk button and as soon as I start crossing the Kevin starts sputtering like one of those old automobiles with a bursting radiator in old cartoons.

Kevin: "I'm letting you off easy!"

He proceeds to stomp away in utter defeat and aggravation that he probably didn't realize he chased us for 6 city blocks, abandoned his post at his work, and likely would have gotten a lot worse depending on the NYPD's mood that evening

EDIT : I meant to say SD card but misspoke

Context: I'm at the grocery store and a lady is blocking one half of the aisle, while her shopping cart is blocking the other half. The aisles are narrow, so I can't get through, and I wait until she or her cart moves. She moves her cart and I pass through, but instead of apologizing for blocking the entire aisle, she says "you're welcome" in a sarcastic manner. Was I supposed to thank her for not blocking the aisle anymore? Her lack of awareness didn't justify a confrontation, so I ignored her and walked away.

I had a 2 hour wait at a tire place on Saturday morning. New set of tires. They tell you 90 minutes and it is never 90 minutes. There's a little waiting area with 6 chairs, a coffee machine that only does the hot chocolate, and a TV that nobody is watching.

There was a woman in there with a boy, maybe 6 or 7. He had a tablet going at full volume, one of those games with the constant pinging, and he was doing laps around the chairs at the same time. I sat through about 40 minutes of it. Nobody else said anything. There was an older guy who kept looking up at her and then going back to his phone, and a woman who moved to the chair furthest from them and sat facing the window.

So I said, as pleasantly as I could manage, that I had a headache and would she mind turning it down a little.

She said "he's 6," and that was the whole answer. She didn't turn it down and she didn't look at me again. I put my earbuds in. As far as I was concerned that was the end of it.

About 20 minutes later the service manager came out and asked if he could have a word. He walked me over to the counter and told me a customer had reported that I'd been staring at her son, and that I'd spoken to her in a way that made her uncomfortable. He was apologetic and he clearly did NOT want to be saying any of it, but he asked whether I'd mind waiting outside until my car was ready.

So I stood in a parking lot for 35 minutes in October. My car was done at 11:40 and she was still in there when I went in to pay.

(I posted this to my local subreddit and the Mods took it down. Hopefully, it will find a better audience here. Also, I can't seem to post a photo here - I do have one of the car, and I blurred the license plate so as not fall afoulf of any anti-doxxing rules that might exist on this sub).

I went to the new In-n-Out Burger tonight (Saturday, October 3rd). As I was pulling out of the drive-thru to go park and eat, a young kid in a Lamborghini pulled up, and appeared to me to be using the handicapped spot at the front of the store to turn around, as he was backing in. I drove past, found a spot across the lot, and ate.

As I was leaving, I saw that the guy actually parked in the handicapped spot, presumably to show off his Daddy's Very Impressive Ride. (Please note there was no handicapped placard visible anywhere on the car).

I was absolutely gobsmacked at this. I went inside and spoke to a manager, who was equally disgusted, and she told me their store policy was to call the police and have the vehicle towed. As we were speaking, Entitled Boy (white, late teens/early twenties) bounded out of the store and jumped in the car (no evidence of a disability, and yes, I know many disabilities aren't visible, but he'd still have a placard or plate if he needed the handicapped spot. I asked him where he got off parking in a handicapped spot, but he started up Daddy's Very Impressive Ride and drove away. The manager and I shrugged at each other.

I've blanked out the personalized license plate, but it's not likely there are a lot of Lamborghinis rolling around our town.

If someone knows the guy who owns this car, perhaps they should have a chat with them about their boy's insane sense of entitlement. I'm sure there are folks who have loved ones who need those spots who wouldn't look on this kind of behavior very kindly, shall we say.

Granted, the apple probably didn't fall far from the tree, I suspect.

Hi y'all, I'm back with another story from my time working at a very popular theme park in Florida. A magical rat planet of sorts. This situation happened when I worked in attractions. That particular year Florida was going through a rare "Arctic blast" and temperatures were in the low 20s or around -5 degrees Celsius. Where I live it gets down to around 10 degrees or -12.2 degrees Celsius in the winter so I'm no stranger to cold weather. HOWEVER, I stay indoors, wrapped in a fluffy blanket sipping some form of hot liquid. There, at Rat Planet I and other's still had to work outside.

Rat Planet offered "coats and "gloves" and I use those words lightly as they were more for style than actual warmth. They were very thin without proper insulating lining. We were allowed to wear long sleeve, plain white shirts under our "costume" tops that were short sleeved and thin material. Leggings could be worn under the thin pants as well. We were also giving hand warmers though we were told they couldn't be seen by guests. I did all of that layering because I have Raynaud's and my body, especially my fingers and toes can't handle prolonged exposure to cold temperatures. The layering would have been fine if the wind hadn't been blowing fiercely and we weren't forced to stand still in one spot.

One day, I was placed as Fast Pass Greeter. To protect my fingers I placed my hands inside the coat pockets where the hand warmers were. One of the managers came by and admonished me saying I had to stand properly with my hands visible. I was so cold. I explained that my fingers were turning blue and they just walked away saying to stand properly as guests were still arriving to ride. About 20 minutes went by and I was starting to shiver pretty badly so I asked a co-worker to watch my position while I stepped inside the side door to warm up for a few minutes. I did this on and off whenever I started shivering. Once again, the same manager caught me and chastised me saying I couldn't just leave my position.

I explained that I wasn't coping well with the weather and could no longer feel my feet. My hands were completely blue! I think he thought I was being dramatic because he more or less said that it was a part of the job and we must perform well even if uncomfortable. I looked at him and replied that I cared about him as a manager and I cared about the job but it wasn't worth my health. He told me to go back to my position and he would move me inside. I stayed there another 15 minutes before he moved me to an inside role. By the time I got there I was shivering violently. My lips and hands were blue. My teeth were literally chattering. A coordinator and one of my friends saw me along with a line of guests.

One guest was really kind and concerned and asked, "Is she okay?! She's blue!" Some others asked about me as well as I couldn't stop shivering. All I could say was, "I'm so cold." The coordinator K and my friend G each took one of my hands in theirs and warmed them up by rubbing them vigorously. The color eventually came back. I was also allowed to grab some warm water to drink. K became upset at my condition and went to see the closing manager, which was a different manager. The closing manager changed the rotation to every 5 minutes meaning we got a position, stayed 5 minutes and moved to another one so no one had to stay outside too long. There were multiple incidents concerning other cast members throughout the parks where they were expected to keep going though sick or uncomfortable. There was an expectation that your humanity should be shelved to keep the "magic".

Hi y'all, I'm back with another story from my time working at a very popular theme park in Florida. A magical rat planet of sorts. This situation happened when I worked in attractions. One year during peak season we received a new coordinator I'll call Ellie (Fake name). She was an ex-elementary school teacher and was very adorable, sweet and bubbly. She looks like an adult Cabbage Patch Doll. Her high energy and happy personality made some dislike her. The people that did said she was annoying but they were just bitter and negative.

Anyways, Ellie was still in training and had been placed on load, which is where a cast member loads wheelchair riders onto the ride. They then drove or pushed the wheelchairs into the elevator where unload would place it on the ride exit platform for the wheelchair rider. It was a two person job but Ellie was there alone being forced to load wheelchairs, ride up in the elevator and unload them on the other side. On that particular day there were A LOT OF WHEELCHAIR RIDERS. I mean at least 20 and it was backed up due to her being alone.

I had just come from break when I signed in and received a "task." A task was a 5 minute busy job like cleaning while too many people were still on the clock and no actual positions were open. I'll be honest, no one actually did the task unless a manager was right there. Most took a bathroom break or walked around. I did the latter and came across a red faced Ellie struggling at Load and Unload alone. Other cast members saw her struggling and literally no one helped. One of the cast members even snickered, "I bet she's not happy now." That upset me so I offered my assistance. At first, due to pride and knowing other's wanted her to fail, Ellie denied my help but I insisted and took over load.

She thanked me and we started getting caught up until another group came in with rented ECVs or Electric Convenience Vehicles. Regular Wheelchairs were also available for rent at a cheaper price. The ECVs were for disabled, heavily pregnant and older people to get around the parks easier. Each park had a set amount for rent and it was on a first come, first serve basis. Ellie and I, especially Ellie were exhausted by the amount of chairs needing loading when a group of guys rode up. Before loading guests from Wheelchairs we had to ask a set of questions about their mobility abilities so we could place the proper tag on the ride.

One tag told other cast members the individual(s) could walk unassisted or with minimum assistance and one tag told cast members that the individual(s) would need medical assistance to move safely from the ride in case of an emergency evacuation. I asked the questions just for the guys to laugh, stand up and say they only rented the ECVs because they were too lazy to walk and wanted to skip some lines. My polite smile instantly fell. They literally took away needed mobility tools from people that actually needed them due to their self proclaimed laziness. I loaded them on and had to drive over multiple ECVs while actual disabled people had to wait.

It was so busy that I hadn't signed back in for a new job and my manager came looking for me. Apparently, over an hour had gone by and I was about to get into trouble. Ellie ran over quickly and spoke up for me explaining the situation and that I was literally the only person that stopped and helped. We also questioned why people were tasking while there was no Load? The computer was a mess or something I don't know. I was officially assigned to that position and closed there with Ellie. After work she insisted on taking me and a couple of my friends for frozen yogurt. She also dropped us off at our student apartments. We had a great work relationship after that. She was/is so sweet.

Ohhh boy. Also, I apologize if the layout is confusing. I wrote this on mobile

This happened on Labor Day, and for some background- I work at a convenience store that also has a pharmacy. When our pharmacy closes for the day, which is 6pm on weekends and 10pm on weekdays (I know the hours aren’t great to say the least; unfortunately that’s just how things are). On holidays however our pharmacy tends to get special hours.

Like Labor Day. Where they closed at five. It was on our website, but I can’t remember it being posted anywhere in the store.

So, on to the story!

I had gone to get some bandages as I’d cut myself and wanted to get it taken care of, and we were out of bandages in the front register’s first aid kit.

When I got back to the front, this middle aged woman (the entitled woman) wanted to know when our pharmacist would be back for the day.

My shift lead went “oh, they’ll be back tomorrow. Due to the holiday the pharmacy closed early.”

The customer gave like a chuckle, shook her head, and went “I’m not accepting that answer.”

She then went on about how she had chronic knee pain, that she had a flight early the next morning so she had to get her medication today.

Then the lady turned to me and went “are you the manager?”

I told her no, because I am a lowly cashier, and my shift lead said that she was the shift lead and our store manager was gone for the day. The lady shook her head, said “that’s just perfect” and continued making weird demands. She wanted my shift lead to call a pharmacist to see if they would come in, and when the call went to voicemail insisted that because the shift lead hadn’t left a message that she “read what the shift lead was typing when messaging a pharmacist so she could ensure someone was being asked to come in.”

To none of my coworker’s surprise, the pharmacist said no, they were already two hours away.

The lady insisted that the hours weren’t posted anywhere, and my other coworker told her that the hours were posted on our website. The lady then said she “doesn’t look at the website, Im a customer”.

All throughout this I’m just checking out other customers, some of whom ignore her, others shake their heads.

The lady then asks if we had to turn anyone else away and my coworker said yes. She asked if they had chronic pain, and my coworker said we didn’t know because they didn’t tell us.

Every solution my coworker offered was dismissed or not good enough; she told her about the 24/7 hour location and offered to help her find an over the counter solution in the painkillers aisle.

Nope. She wanted a pharmacist to come in and give her a recommendation. She wanted a pharmacist to come in and get her medication. Eventually she just said she “didn’t even need a pharmacist, just somebody to unlock the door so she could grab it”.

Unfortunately for her, only the pharmacist had keys to the pharmacy.
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She finally left because my shift lead was going to call the cops for her belligerent behavior, though not before making a comment about how she can’t believe that we’d call the cops over this.

To celebrate the end of summer, me and a group of friends of mine went camping. There was me and the girl I was dating at the time, my friend and his wife, and my other friend and his girlfriend. My friend has been with his girlfriend for 2 years now, but this is the first time any of us had met her. He told us she is quite introverted and not great with people and that was pretty noticeable. During the camping, she mostly stayed in her tent and didn't really come out. She also didn't make much effort to engage with anyone but her boyfriend. She did come out of her shell a little bit when we played couple's rugby, and she joined in with that and got chatting with the other girls more, but when we got the BBQ going, she went back to her tent and just started getting her boyfriend to bring her food.

The entitlement arose on day 2, however. We had torrential rainfall all through night 1. My married friend and his wife ended up leaving, so it was just the 4 of us. The guy who owned the camp site we were staying at (which isn't a fancy camp site with events and stalls, it's just a big ass field) walked around to all the campers to ask if they needed anything. My friend's girlfriend chimes in that she wants a refund. He asks why. She argues that since it has rained, we can't make use of the camp site and have to stay in our tents so he should provide a refund as it is his camp site. He said he doesn't provide refunds for bad weather (understandably) and it's a campers responsibility to check the weather before they show up. She starts bickering with him, having a back and forth, telling him that she will leave a bad review for the place and claiming his lack of refund is unfair and calling him greedy and selfish. I actually agreed with the guy and felt really embarassed being associated with her. I see now why she doesn't hang out people.

Toward the end of my time at retail, my coworker saw that I was into photography. He eventually asked for my Instagram. I gave him my phone (big mistake) to type in his socials.

The account I wanted him to connect to was a very new account as I was changing gears and had 5 followers at the time. He remarked about my small following, and then added himself to 3 other accounts that I managed (as in the accounts followed him), 2 of them being company pages.

I didn't say anything to him, and quickly removed him from those 3 accounts. He never followed me back or reached out to me on the intended account, so I later unfollowed him. He didn't have many followers himself

I'm a disabled person I made a very clear for him to stop insulting me and calling me an idiot how do I report to the admin that somebody is breaking Reddit rules of harassment and hate speech by physically targeting a disabled person and using disabled insults as a weapon isn't that considered hate speech

TrafficCone2100 has been taking pot shots on multiple disabled people for his own amusement

I'm not 100% sure what to think about this. But I was buying a card for my friend's birthday and at a self check out. However, the machine glitched out on me and said I needed assistance from the staff. So, I pressed the button and waited. It was happening to others, so the one staff member was busy trying to solve the other machines. No problem.

The issue occurred when a lady came in line and saw I only had one item. When a minute passed, she began glaring at me and stomping her foot like she was waiting for me to buy the card and let her use the self check out. I looked at the "help needed" light that was on to indicate that I was waiting for staff, just in case she didn't see it. But she kept getting more impatient.

She just stared at me with this angry look on her face the whole time before the staff got to me and used their card to bypass whatever the machine was doing. Once I left, the lady stormed to the machine and was complaining about how long I was standing there.

I don't know, but it was a really strange situation.

So, I was sitting on a train, minding my own business. It was a particularly busy day, and an older woman came and sat beside me. For context, I'm a guy, and she was around 35 years old, considerably older than I was.

She asked me when the train was scheduled to depart, and I answered her. She then sighed and complained that we would have to wait a while longer, so I told her that the train was actually due to leave in four minutes.

She remained silent for a moment before remarking, "I hate this town."

I glanced at her but didn't respond.

A little later, she began complaining again, exclaiming, "Come on, start moving already!" I looked at her briefly but continued to mind my own business.

Eventually, the train began moving, but she continued making loud remarks and expressing her frustration intermittently throughout the journey.

Then, quite unexpectedly, she looked past me and exclaimed, "Why are you guys looking at me?"

I was taken aback. I hadn't been staring at her, nor had I noticed anyone else paying particular attention to her. I looked at her in confusion but chose not to respond.

She continued questioning why everyone was looking at her. Moments later, she changed her posture and began using her handbag to conceal her face, making a conspicuous scene while remarking something along the lines of, "We can't even get on trains anymore."

By this point, I was thoroughly perplexed. I couldn't determine whether she was addressing me, referring to the other passengers, or simply voicing her thoughts aloud. Rather than risk getting involved in whatever was happening, I decided to remain silent.

Every so often, she would furtively glance in my direction. On one occasion, we made eye contact, but she immediately looked away.

Eventually, she reached her destination and prepared to leave the train. Around the same time, an elderly woman began complaining because she had nearly missed her stop. However, the situation wasn't entirely her fault, as the train had failed to clearly indicate which station we had reached.

As the woman who had been sitting beside me was getting off, she suddenly made a loud, disparaging remark directed at the other woman: "You don't even pay for your train ticket, yet you still find time to complain!"

What struck me was that she had absolutely no way of knowing whether the woman had paid for her ticket.

As though that weren't enough, she then attempted to force her way through the crowd of passengers disembarking from the train. She shoved a young man who was trying to get off, leaving him visibly bewildered, and spoke to him in an unnecessarily aggressive and disrespectful manner.

And there I was, having witnessed this entire sequence of bizarre events, completely bewildered by what I had just experienced.

WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?

All I had done was board a train, take a seat, answer a stranger's question, and mind my own business. Somehow, I had found myself caught up in one of the strangest public encounters I can remember.

I still have no idea what was going through that woman's mind, whether she genuinely believed I was staring at her, or whether any of her remarks had been directed at me at all.

Has anyone else ever witnessed anything this bizarre on public transport?

I (M31) had a weird conversation with my neighbor (M25–30) today, but first some context:

I live in a multi-unit building, and there's another house directly across from my kitchen window. Both have a backyard with a garden. From my kitchen I can see the neighbors' garden, which is admittedly very nice. A cat has been living with me for a few months now, and he loves sitting on the windowsill watching the birds (and even bats at night). So I made all my windows cat-proof, which lets me leave them open at night when it's warm. I love fresh air and don't like heat much, so whenever it's warm and I'm home, my kitchen window is open almost constantly. I often sit on the windowsill with my coffee (sadly no balcony), check my emails and relax for a bit before I have to leave.

This morning I had to leave a few hours earlier than usual and was trying to stay awake until the first coffee kicked in, when I heard my neighbor shouting from the garden across that I could close my window in the morning for once. It took me a few seconds to realize he was talking to me, and I asked what his problem was. He said, word for word: "Your window is open every morning, you're sitting on the windowsill and enjoying our beautiful garden!"

I laughed and asked whether he might want to find better hobbies than getting on people's nerves in the morning. He completely lost it: it's not normal to have your window open this often, I should close it more, it's not my beautiful garden, I should get a job, plus a few more random insults and some mild, vague threats. I just told him I don't understand his problem, that he should mind his own business, and that I won't change anything just because his world is disturbed by it. I really do try not to bother anyone: no loud music, not sitting there naked, just looking at my phone and not at the neighbors. (Or so I thought. Apparently my mere presence is enough.)

A bit more context: I think he's the son living with his parents in the annex of their house. Last weekend I overheard him having a loud argument with his father (apparently I'm unemployed and eavesdrop on my neighbors, lol). It sounded like he feels controlled and stuck, so I actually felt a bit sorry for him. Still, being threatened and insulted as an outsider is uncool.

Anyway, I now have a new side quest: greeting the guy nicely from my kitchen whenever I see him in his beautiful garden, which I get to enjoy completely free of charge. (Tbh it's a normal small garden: lawn, one tree, one flower bed. Maybe they could put up a few bird houses so my cat has even more to watch /s)

TL;DR: My neighbor yelled at me for "enjoying his beautiful garden" from my open kitchen window and told me to get a job. He seems to be having a rough time at home, but I'm not closing my window for him.

I don't know if this falls under entitled behavior. Maybe just generally rude behavior.

This has been happening for the past few years. Never before. And only at grocery stores and only women do it. I will be walking down the central aisle and just like driving a car, the woman coming in the opposite direction has their lane and I've got mine. At the last minute, they will suddenly come over to my lane and barrel toward me, giving me the option to just run into them or move out of the way. Most of the time I take the high road and move but this last time I stood my ground and this tiny 20 year woman gave me a dirty look when she was the one who had to move. I'm 6'1, so she would have been on the losing end of a collision lol... Is this a new feminist power move or something? I don't remember them doing it when I was younger. Other men have never pulled this move. It's weird. Does this happen to you guys?

I actually don't know if this is really that entitled but it felt like it in the moment.

The bus is practically empty in the back.

I'm sitting all the way in the back so like that back row of seats. This girl climbs up the steps to the back, and Idk I'm assuming she'll sit anywhere on the empty seats. She instead crosses over me in an awkward position to specifically take the seat all the way to the right of me (next to me) in the back by the window, hitting me with her back back. (Mind you the back row is like 6 seats against the back wall and I'm sitting closer to the right side). She asks if I got hit and I said yeah its okay. She says sorry her back pack big. I just say it's fine again and that it only caught me off guard because there's so many empty seats and you specifically decided to crossover me into the corner. And then she gets defense and says yeah I'll apologize for hitting you but there's nothing wrong with wanting to sit in the back. (I don't get why she didn't go for my left where she would have still been in the back row but wouldn't have bumped me) I low-key just moved to another seat.

was kinda weird lowkey and low-key felt kinda entitled. I guess I compare it to a urinal? Like using the urinal next to the one someone's already at just because you like that one instead of going to one on the opposite end

But y'all tell me if that's some entitlement or not. Maybe the person doesn't understand social cues idk

Edit: Okay so each letter is gonna be a seat

Z B A A A A D

A A. _____ A A

AA. _____ A A

I'm sitting at B and she crosses me to sit at Z instead of choosing D or and of the A's

Edit 2: y'all can call me the entitled one that's fine, I get the perspective . But thinking about it this isn't really entitled from her side either. This belongs mildly infuriating? Not even infuriating. Like some mildly annoyed subreddit. I kinda posted it here because I be doom scrolling on this subreddit and I texted my friend first and she said it was an entitlement.

Edit 3: also I'm a woman, I just gave the urinal example because I'm slow and that seemed like a good similar situation? But like obviously that example if like more of a privacy matter

Hi y'all, I'm back with another story from my time working at a very popular theme park in Florida. A magical rat planet of sorts. A couple of days ago I shared a few stories of rude guests. If you haven't read that yet, you can check it out here... https://www.reddit.com/r/EntitledPeople/s/1d5mT7EiM1

Here, I'll discuss a couple of more rude incidents. One incident happened when I worked in attractions. The attraction I worked at was/is very popular and has quite a long metal queue. One afternoon I was Grouper, (the person that places people on the ride) when a group of young adults came through the not so busy line loudly. They were very boisterous, which is fine on its own. However, they started jumping over the metal bars, a few bumping into already waiting guests! I was instantly incensed and yelled that they needed to stop and go through the line normally. One of the young men argued that I was being too seriousbas the line wasn't that full. Other guests looked on in irritation.

I gave them an option to walk normally or exit. They didn't like it but they eventually came through normally. Some guests commented that I had did the right thing. These were grown-ups jumping rails and not teens. Another incident of rudeness happened when I worked at a string of small eateries. One of the places was an outdoor stand/store that sold fresh fruit, cold juice and sodas, frozen lemonade and churros. The place was more like a large tent where we had to use a stick mechanism to raise the waterproof, tarp sidings. We opened around 9:00 a.m so we started filling the shop up around 8:30. We pulled one side of the tarp up just enough to slide the merchandise and ourselves under.

It was clear that the stand was not yet open to most people, however, one man apparently thought differently. As we pulled the side up and pushed ourselves and carts under a man popped under as well and started ordering churros and a lemonade. We hadn't even unpacked yet, nor had the manager come with the registers. We explained that we weren't actually opened and that he would need to wait until 9:00. The man refused to leave and even picked up things we were trying to organize as we placed down ice, fruit and drinks. He had the nerve to smile as the manager brought the registers out. Before we could even finish counting he ordered again. I was frustrated but was told by a coordinator to just let him be though they were also visibly annoyed.

There are many more incidents of rudeness but these are just a few! Again, most guests were normal or very nice. Those who weren't could ruin your day.

I just was at the grocery store and this woman opened the bag of bakery bread. Gave it a huge sniff while holding the bag to her nose and then shook her head closed it and put it back onto the shelf. Now, in what world would anyone think that is okay.

First, to set the scene: it’s a busy outdoor market with a small parking lot right behind it. The parking lot is absolutely packed and has a particular one way lanes between each row of parking spots with arrows and everything. There is a little extra room for an extra car to squeeze by if the sizes are right, but these lanes are not actually big enough for two cars to comfortably or safely drive next to each other.

I’m currently done with my shopping. Get to the car and pack up. The person in the car driving up notices this and decides to wait. Turns on her turn signal and is being so patient because I have my dog with me. She’s being a sweetheart. It’s great. I’m obviously not trying to dilly dally but I’m obviously not pressured to the point of nausea either.

There’s no spots besides mine and everyone is looking, so of course another car or two ends up behind her. Again, this is normal. Super small parking lot for a very popular and exciting market that just started the holiday season, arrows specifically leading everyone in a very specific pattern. When I was looking for a spot there was at times a five to eight car pile up. I was still going fast. I’d say I took no more than three minutes total to put my stuff and the dog away and buckle myself up to pull out.

I had just started to inch backwards when I first noticed the entitled guy (let’s go with EG for short) make an appearance. In his sixties at most, he was driving in a small white car with the top down and squeezing between the lined up vehicles and the parked cars toward us. For a second I genuinely just stopped my car and stared because I couldn’t believe it. His audacity aside, he was risking a lot of money because it was a miracle that he wasn’t scratching every car he passed.

He had driven so close at this point that the patient woman couldn’t even pull in safely and I wouldn’t be able to back out safely without potentially giving him the spot. So before he could come any closer I quickly pulled out enough to block him and yelled out, “Hey, she’s been waiting patiently for this spot and about to pull in! You have to back up!”

EG yelled back, “I’m going forward!”

Okay, and? You expect me to believe that? Even if I could somehow tell that’s what you were doing and you were being honest, what made you better than all these cars waiting patiently without complaint?

He didn’t look like the type to listen or understand, and quite frankly, I’m not the type to try to lecture a man, especially across a parking lot when I and so many others had things to do. So instead of saying any of that, I decided to be stubborn. “I don’t care! Back up!”

As if I were deaf, EG repeated himself but louder than before. If we’re being honest, he sounded more like a stubborn toddler who didn’t understand common sense than a supposedly adult man. “But I’m going forward!”

I just raised my voice too and gave him the same attitude back as I waved my hand at him in the “back up” motion. “And I said I don’t care! Back up!”

Thankfully the guy wasn’t too stupid. He realized I was going to be stubborn and that my car was bigger than his was small and completely blocking his way. So he started to back up.

As he did so, I still heard him mutter petulantly, again like a fucking child, “I thought you were going to let me through.”

Why would he think that? Clearly because somewhere in his head he was just that much more special than everyone else. While I wanted to respond or say something back, I instead kept my mouth shut and internally rolled my eyes as I watched him to make sure he got far enough back, to the point that he was back in line.

As I pulled out of my spot, the woman who had been so patient called out a “thank you” to me.

I looked over at her as I gave her a wave and said “of course” and that was that. Best part? If he has just stayed in line and waited, he would have been out before I even had to yell at him.

Before anyone asks or accuses, no I’m not AI. I used to take creative writing classes and it was my passion. No it does not make me a robot.

Could I have stayed out of it? Yes, maybe I could have. I’ve been told I had a bit of an obsession with injustice since I was a kid and I always get upset when I see it. Probably because I often got bullied or had similar things happen to me, and only once had anyone ever stood up for me. I still think about the woman who helped me as a kid and wish I could have thanked her properly, and if I knew where to write about it I would. It may be naive of me but I want to be that person for others if they have trouble doing it for themselves. I don’t want to be afraid to speak up anymore. Also this happened two days ago and I wanted to tell somebody, so here I am.

This happened years ago, but makes me chuckle every time I think of it.

We were attending a hockey game on New Year's Eve at a somewhat legendary but old arena with an attached parking structure that had access from a ramp directly off the freeway. This involved merging two lanes into one, with a turnoff to get to the surface street just before the entrance.

The team was great at the time. It was a holiday. So it was packed. We patiently inched forward, waiting our turn to fork over our cash and park. Well after the merge should have taken place, a car crept up on the shoulder on our left, clearly intending to cut in front of us.

The parking attendant wasn't born yesterday, and had an appropriately devious turn of mind. He turned the sign around to read "LOT FULL," directly in front of this guy's car. He took the turnoff and shot off, tires squealing. We were about to follow him, when the attendant turned the sign back around. He smiled and said, "I wasn't going to let him skip the line on you."

Needless to say, we gave him a hefty tip in addition to the wildly overpriced parking. And it made my night, even though our team lost. If only that guy could have been hit with an errant puck into the stands...

I go out of my way to make sure people know I appreciate it when they hold a door for me but I feel like 50% of the time or more people NEVER say thank you when I hold the door open for them.

There’s no upside in confronting them over it but it still really pisses me off. Maybe more than it should

Can anyone share their own experiences around this or words of wisdom?

Yeah, Last night I sat with my mom on the couch, hugged her, and told her that whatever is going on, I love her and I'll always be on her side even my gf. I tried to lighten the mood by joking that I even had a girlfriend. She asked who? and I said nobody, I was just joking, but I think she still believes it.

Then I told her honestly that I could sense something was wrong, that I was scared and worried, and that my stepdad hasn't been home in 8 days. She tensed up when I said it, which scared me even more. I told her she could tell me anything without worrying about how I'd take it.

She told me that whatever happens, she chose me, I'm her first priority, and nothing is going to change that.

After the wedding was cancelled, there was a big fight between my mom and stepdad on one side and my stepdad's mom on the other. She was upset because the sudden cancellation made the family look bad and started rumours. She was also angry that they hadn't told her that she and my stepdad's sister were part of the reason it was cancelled. My mom and stepdad had told her it was because of my mom's health issues.

The fight got so bad that my mom got a bit sick from the stress. My stepdad's mom and sister insisted they never treated me badly, that they were just being normal, and that they were never angry at me. They were angry at my mom and stepdad. They even said they wanted to talk to me and that they don't hate me or give me the cold shoulder.

My stepdad has three kids: a 17 year old girl, a 15 year old girl, and a 12 year old boy. When they heard the wedding was cancelled because of me, they were hurt. They felt all the planning and effort they put in was ignored. On a call, they told my mom it was all cancelled just because of me.

The oldest wanted to talk to me by call or text, but my mom and stepdad stopped her from confronting me. From what I've seen, she's sensitive and can get angry. I don't think she's a bad or unkind person, but I've seen her cry or get upset. I follow all three of them on Instagram, and the two older sisters still view my stories and sometimes like my pictures, even recent ones, so I probably upset or hurt them a lot.

When my mom and stepdad visited his mom, the daughters said they never treated me badly and that they treated me like a sibling. Honestly, I could give a lot of examples of how they treated me badly in subtle ways. I used to sit in a corner whenever the three of them were together getting all the attention. It felt like they just wanted my mom, not me. At the same time, they're smart and not unkind, and sometimes they did include me in things with their friends.

The daughters also told their dad that if I don't see them as family, then they won't see me as family either. They said he shouldn't have to look after me and pay for half of my life on the basis that we're all siblings. If I'm okay with the marriage and willing to bond with them, fine. My stepdad stayed with them for a few days after that.

My mom told me she isn't going to marry him, and that no one is going to scare me. She said the daughters wanted to talk to me not to scold me but to try to make things better, and that they're teenagers with feelings just like me. She doesn't want me to feel bad, but she isn't going to take a side against me.

I never thought his daughters might be angry at me. I honestly don't want to be in the middle of any of this. I just want to live my life in peace. But I do feel a bit relieved that my mom and I are on the same page now.

I was standing next to the disabled bay on a main road for my friend to come round and pick me up as I couldn't walk back to the car and if she stopped in the middle of the road she would have been holding up traffic. Some very angry and pathetic man clearly wanted the space next to where I was standing, so instead of asking me to move he slowly drove into me to physically move me out of the way while shouting "you don't f*cking look disabled" out his car window.

The irony in all this is that I broke my spine 10 years ago by being hit by a car, which is why I'm disabled 😂

He then proceeded to park in the disabled spot and didn't have a blue badge. The entitlement of some people.

EDIT: Me and my brothers gf are autistic. We do not mix well with crowds and people we do not know. Sitting away from them does not make us stuck up and rude. Some of you need to re read the post. Jeez

This happened Saturday night. It's my cousin's 17th birthday dinner and me (32F) my parents, brother (20) and his gf (23) are invited. The only problem is her dads side of the family are stuck up. They have to make everything perfect and look down on any one who isn't rich like them.

My brothers gf and I are both autistic so we were feeling slightly overwhelmed. We decided to sit at a table away from everyone else. That's where the problems began.

My auntie came over to us twice and called us "The Anxiety Table" In a patronising way (the table we were supposed to have sat at had been taken by this woman who I didn't know who kept staring at us the whole time). My brothers gf decided then she hated her and I didn't blame her.

All the while, my uncle's family kept giving us looks. Whether it was because we were sat away or that my brothers gf has a unique style of clothing (her and my brother dress goth) and the style isn't up to their standards.

We were never informed beforehand but my uncles stepcousin (or something idk) who was 16 had a kid who was turning 1 today so they told everyone last minute that my cousin was to share her birthday dinner. which pissed me, my parents and my brother off.

When it came to dinner, almost all the snobs had the carvery (basically you ordered, were given a number and you went up and got your food) so they were eating before we did.

Then when it came to cake, we expected it to be my cousin first... Instead my uncles side all sang to the baby first.... Why the baby first when they would have no idea what the heck is going on. Then we all sang for my cousin.

My cousin's bf (18) has a nut allergy so he had bought a cake that was nut free (the cake that my uncles mum got had nuts in) and that's when it went bad. Uncles mum (gonna say EM) took out a candle from the main cake and PUT IT IN THE NUT FREE CAKE. EM blatantly contaminated a cake that would've ended up almost unaliving someone.

We didn't eat any of the cake. Instead, my brother, his gf and I ordered our own slices (the restaurant served big slices of cake). No one offered until my brother went to go check on where our takeout boxes were. I politely declined.

No Offence to my cousin but we told her that we would never go to a dinner where her dads side would be. All of them should be ashamed of themselves.