I Dont Work here Lady | Those Aren't My Kids!

I just wanted to eat my shabu shabu recently I've become addicted to the little authentic Asian restaurants in my neighborhood I have also found that I adore Japanese hotpot also known as shabu shabu now the owners of my local shabu shabu place are a lovely older generation couple like in their 60s with a bare minimum knowledge of technology and a minimal ability to speak English they do speak Korean and Japanese fluently as the wife is from Korea and the husband from Japan this becomes important I don't speak fluent Japanese and no Korean but the owners are smart and created a menu with pictures for their English only guests I love eating there I go about one time every two to three weeks and I definitely will pick this hotpot place over all the other ones around I love that it's fresh and I've gotten to know the owners sister and kids who work in this family-run business too pretty well in fact the owner sister is going to culinary school and she often likes to test new recipes she's trying out with me food is truly a universal language for us and most of the neighborhood now while this place is authentic that also means that a majority of their customers come in because they know exactly what they want and win shabu shabu is mainly a self-serve kind of thing you can look it up if you want more info and the place is basically a seat yourself after you inform the people you're there they will come for soup meat and drink orders but everything else is self-serve with a near buffet style for veggies and add-ons to the hotpot so I went yesterday with my mom and we really enjoyed our time it was a Friday happy hour and because I'm loyal customer I got a nice discount and no charge on my sodas anyway while my mom sitting eating her soup I get up to get some freshly made white rice that the owner has set up with a nearby pot for customers to go grab for in a small bowl of course I am making my bowl when the wild Karen and her kid about 12 to 14 years of age enter through the front door I start spending my time picking out a topping for the rice which they left sauces and whatnot next to the rice for us to do the wild Karen begins making a huffing noise when I glanced behind me I see that the owner's daughter is still prepping a dessert on the patio for a couple and that the other server his sister is loaded down with multiple dishes of cold meat to set out at different tables for waiting customers I shrug and finish prepping my rice before heading over to my mom I didn't know the wild Karen had followed me she waited until I was moving to sit to grab me literally grabbed me by the arm Karen where the heck are you going you need to see my child and I me I don't work here you just need to grab a table man someone will come eventually Karen what the heck kind of service is this you need to serve me like you did it this fatso she pointed at my mom there were clearly to set up plates and drinks and everything so it was kind of obvious that I had just been at the table eating annoyed and not wanting to deal with her and I start trying to pull my arm away me lady let go Karen not until you seat me me lady I just want to eat my dinner leave me alone Karen went ballistic and begins to yell at me loudly I won't type a repeat but there were words given out that no child should hear from their parents including racial slurs I pull my arm free at the same time the owner's sister comes to stop her and crazy Karen scratched down the side of my arm in full view of everyone not enough to bleed but enough to leave a light mark sister of the owner starts yelling at the woman in Korean soon enough the entire family is yelling at her in Korean I just kind of stood there staring my mom looked like something funny was happening while she pulled me away the commotion called the security guard who likes to park their cart just outside in the main entrance to the strip mall the owner in his broken English had the woman and her kid kicked out she threw such a fit that the guard banned her from the strip mall for a week on the way out when she finally drove off I chatted with the owner's daughter a bit who promised me a sweet ice-cream treat for after dinner for the trouble when I sat down my mother started laughing I asked her why she was laughing and she explained that during the confrontation the owner's wife daughter and sister were using their Korean to name-call the woman the most creative offensive name she'd ever heard when the owner's sister came with apologetic ice cream after our meal my mom told her in Korean that she loved the food and show turns out that my blonde blue-eyed and clearly white mother was the only person in the entire restaurant aside from the family that spoke enough Korean to understand what they were yelling and it was all creative insults they didn't even try to talk about serving her all that was said was that she scratched me one of the best customers they had and they full-on started a contest on who could insult her the best hence why my mom had a hard time keeping from laughing by the end of what my mom had said everyone in the place with us was laughing and back to the happy mood I am so glad I enjoyed this place so much and can't wait until next week mom and I are planning on taking our family friend there when she flies in from South Korea whether or not this is real our / that happened has seriously tainted me that ending sounded like it belongs straight in their playbook but I guess I should just be glad that people didn't start clapping at the end these aren't my kids this story is a couple of years old if it doesn't fit the spirit of this sub please feel free to remove it I just wasn't sure where else to post it also all dialogue is as close as I can remember but not verbatim my wife and I were visiting family their city has this winter sort of festival thing it's cold but they don't get heaps of snow everyone gets into their cold-weather gear and goes out to grab some good hot food watch some performances ice skate etc I was helping some family with a little home renovation mostly the destruction part and lost track of time I get Bo where the hell are you called from my wife and subsequently hustle my ass over there unshowered and still wearing my contractor attire so there I am waiting in line with a mildly hangry wife wearing an old black hoody a beanie and my multi pocketed Builder pants the line is pretty long but eventually splits off into maybe one half-dozen separate lines to get a ticket and enter the grounds we get to our ticket booth and ask for two adult tickets the girl manning the booth sort of size at us takes my card runs it and says two adults and three kids my wife and I look at each other it's pretty loud with all the people but she definitely said three kids right so I correct her and say no just the two adults please ticket lady looks like she's well and truly over this festival and its patrons tells me look guy a family past is only two extra bucks and the kids have to be counted for fire safety my generally happy demeanor is starting to slip I said to adults please we don't have any kids ticket lady leans out of the booth points down and says in her biggest teenage sass well what are those I follow her finger and damned if there aren't three kids right next to me the kids are maybe eight five and three I'm bad with kids ages but I have relatives with kids those ages and that seemed about right the biggest one has a hand gripping my knee pocket on my pants he's holding another littler boy's hand and the littler boy is holding the hand of a little girl I'm just sort of staring at these little people ticket lady is smugly triumphant and it's up to my wife to save the day yeah those aren't our kids we have no idea where they came from ticket lady look skeptical fair enough we have these kids kids don't just randomly appear except apparently when they do until the oldest looks up sees a total stranger and starts to cry doesn't let go of my pocket though yeah these are not our kids ticket lady is looking less sure of herself I'm confused how my leg has sprouted three sentient beings and I didn't even notice it's up to my wife to point out the obvious where are these kids parents now we're all frantically looking around for some parents but not saying anybody ticket lady gets on the radio and a security guy comes up and leads us away to lost and found we sort of have to go with them because the kid has a death grip on my pocket and refuses to let go the two youngest ones seem largely oblivious to the whole thing so there we are parked and lost and found they're nice people and sort us out some hot drinks and cookies there gently asking the oldest kid if he knows mom and dad's phone number he doesn't and he isn't keen on giving out their names to strangers security guys says that this is pretty common and they get a cop to come in and the kid starts to spill all the details the combination of cop food and drinks convinced the kid to release their iron grip on my pocket and one another security tells me we can go but at that point we feel a bit responsible so we hang around I also wanted to see the idiot that let these kids go so we just kind of wait didn't have to wait too long in the end a frantic guy ran up to the tent name the mystery of how I became the accidental father of three kids kind of solved itself guy looked just like me tall beard black hoodie builder pants obviously our faces were different but to a little kid how often do you look up at your parents when you're walking along turns out that this husband and wife both thought that the kids were holding the other ones hand went into the festival and immediately realized the kids were missing he had to run the length of the venue to get to the exit she stayed at the entrance in case the kids walked through when the dad got to the ticket stand we were already gone so he ran to security and eventually got pointed in the right direction he calls his wife and I can already hear her crying with relief the cops tell us that this apparently happens all the time kid wipes his nose and grabs the leg that looks like the right one and the family separates we shake hands with the dad and the cops hand off the kids and go back to the ticket line a slightly less smug ticket lady reverses the family charge on my card and lets us in for free we had a good time and got a story out of it so I guess all's well that ends well although that lady's customer service could definitely use a bit of improvement I am curious just how many times she's heard BS excuses from parents as to either why they shouldn't have to pay for their kids or that their bearded 16 year old son is actually under 13 alrighty guys it's gonna wrap it up for today I hope you enjoyed the video and if you did in you're new around here maybe consider subscribing and if you really really liked it then maybe give it a thumbs up in the share anyways I will see you in the next one peace out [Music] [Music]

Channel: Foobier

Views: 13,702

Rating: 4.9165087 out of 5

Keywords: i dont work here, best of reddit, i dont work here lady, reddit top posts, reddit stories, daily reddit, idwhl reddit, reddit cringe stories, r/ i dont work here lady, stories from reddit, r/idontworkherelady karen, i dont work here reddit, entitled lady, entitled people, r/idontworkherelady customer, idontworkherelady karen, reddit idontworkherelady, r/idontworkherelady fired, from reddit, reddit i dont work here lady

Id: PKhNxSho_n0

Length: 13min 18sec (798 seconds)

Published: Mon Aug 26 2019