What's your most WTF customer service experience? So, the past weekend we went to a restaurant for

dinner with my girlfriend and her friends for her birthday. We had about 10 people and we split the bill

across five different tabs, each with an 18% minimum tip. The service was awful. The server was

rude, sarcastic and messed up our drink orders twice,

and then blamed us. He bought out all the appetizers and entrees at once, and got annoyed when we said

we didn't want the apps anymore. One friend paid in cash and didn't get a receipt. She expected

around five bucks back, but only got $4 and change. When she asked for the receipt, the server just said he threw it away and offered her a dollar from his wallet, saying, how about I just give you a dollar if you want it that bad? You're all real mad. Nobody left an extra tip. I wrote, nope, on the tip line of my receipt. As I was washing my hand in the men's room before leaving, the server tapped my shoulder and said,

You think you're pretty funny with that tip, don't you? Why don't we step outside so I can show you how

funny I can be? I was like, what the frick? I called the manager and explained everything while the

server stared me down and kept trying to interrupt. Other staff had to calm him down. I declined

their gift cards. No way I'm coming back to a place where the staff wants to shank me. In short, terrible service, no tip, server tried to fight me in the bathroom.

I was at a department store buying some jeans. I asked the store attendant if I could try on a pair. He said sure and led me to the changing rooms. I went into the cubicle and dropped my pants. The store attendant knocked on the door. I unlocked it and opened it just a crack. He asked if he could come in. I said, no, why would you want to? He replied, because I think you're cute. And then tried to forcefully open the door, and about 30 seconds of me and him pulling and pushing on the door ensued. I was starting to get a bit frantic, so I yelled out for assistance. He stopped pushing on the door and disappeared. I put on my pants and got out of there. I was shaking. I got home and called the department store and told them what happened. I found out later that they fired him on the spot. Oh, also, I'm a guy.

Last weekend, I went to the beach with my friend. We'd booked a hotel room with two queen beds.

For whatever reason, there was an administrative error, and the hotel had forgotten to reserve our

room. We got there, and there are two rooms with two beds left. The front desk agent was very apologetic and offered us an extra room at no charge, because, duh, they messed up. Then the owner of the place mozied on in and instead said, no, if you want two rooms, you're going to have to pay for two rooms, and asked us why we couldn't just sleep together in a king bed, which isn't really his business, and if we wanted to share a bed, we would have booked our own room with one bed instead of specifically booking a room with two. If we'd known they were out of rooms, we would have gone somewhere else. At that point, he insisted on us staying in one room with a cot, which I said was bull crap because one of us was sleeping on a cot, and it's not something

we agreed to pay for. Eventually, after two hours of arguing, he effed off and his son, who's the

part owner and the one who suggested giving us two rooms for the cost of one in the first place,

let us have the two rooms. His dad was clearly in the wrong frickin' business.

No kidding! And that's still only half as bad as the

service I hear people getting when they use Expedia to book their hotels for them. This video is not

sponsored by Expedia. I wonder if that joke's getting old and tired to you guys or if it's been

taken so far that it's just funny that I'm still doing it. You know, the Family Guy tortured joke bit.

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