Sả là một gia vị được nhân ta dùng phổ biến, đồng thời cũng là một cây thuốc chữa bệnh và trừ côn trùng tốt.
Sả là loại cây thảo sống dai, cao khoảng 1m, mọc thành bụi (tên khoa học là Cymbopogon Citratus (L.) Pers.), thuộc họ lúa (Poaceae). Củ sả là một gia vị được dùng trong chế biến nhiều món ăn, chủ yếu là để kích thích tiêu hoá, khử được mùi tanh của cá, thịt, giúp thức ăn thêm thơm ngon.
Theo Đông y, sả vị the, mùi thơm, tính ấm, có tác dụng làm ra mồ hôi, thông tiểu tiện và tiêu thực. Sả được dùng chủ yếu làm thuốc chữa cảm sốt, đầy bụng, tiêu chảy...
Liều lượng mỗi ngày 8 - 12g lá và củ sả dưới dạng thuốc xông hay thuốc hãm. Phổ biến nhất là nồi nước xông lá sả phối hợp với một số lá khác như lá tre, lá cúc tần, lá bưởi, lá tía tô. cây ngãi cứu.. mỗi thứ một nắm, đem nấu nước xông cho ra mồ hôi để chữa cảm sốt, nhức đầu.
Tác dụng chính của sả là ở tinh dầu. Trong lá sả có tinh dầu, thành phần chủ yếu là geraniola và citronelola. Vì vậy, khi ta vò lá sả thấy có một mùi thơm đặc biệt phảng phất mùi thơm của chanh.
Tinh dầu sả bôi lên da hoặc phun trong nhà có thể xua đuổi được ruồi, muỗi và các loài côn trùng khác như dĩn, bọ chét... do đó thường được dùng làm thuốc trừ muỗi và khử mùi hôi.
Phụ nữ cũng thường nấu nước lá sả để gội đầu cho trơn tóc, sạch gầu và có thể tránh được một số bệnh về tóc.
Ngoài ra, củ sả và tinh dầu sả còn dùng để chữa một số bệnh thông thường như : Lấy 3 - 6 giọt tinh dầu sả pha với xi-rô và nước, cho bệnh nhân uống để chữa đau bụng, đầy bụng, chống nôn và thông trung tiện. hoặc thái cũ sã đem ngâm rượu đễ dành khi đau bụng gió uống 1 li nhỏ
Current Events, Employees, home improvement, Lazy/Unhelpful, Non-Dialogue, USA | Working | May 22, 2020
We were in the middle of a widespread health crisis, but I still needed some lumber and other supplies, so I placed the order online — and paid for it in full — with the option to pick it up at the store. When I got the email that my order was ready, I headed to the store.
I parked by the door nearest the pick-up registers and found it locked. There, an employee told me I needed to enter at the pro entrance — at the other end of the store.
Since my purchases included a significant amount of lumber, I moved my truck to the pro entrance, which was also near the lumber dept. There was nobody outside from whom I could request curbside pickup, so I entered and asked where I could pick up my order. I was directed to the pickup registers — at the other end of the store.
But since that door was locked, I had to walk the length of the store inside, through all the other (unmasked) customers. I got there, waited a moment for an employee to call on me, and handed her my order confirmation. She called it in and we waited… and waited… and waited.
Another employee started coughing during this wait, so I stepped several feet away. I didn’t know what we were waiting for because I’d been emailed that the order was ready to be picked up. Around this time, I told the employee that I wanted to exit the pro door because that’s where my truck was parked. She assured me that I’d be exiting that door.
Then, another employee showed up with a cart loaded with my purchase. Now I would have to go back through the crowd to the pro door. I was really miffed, so I asked if I could get out the nearer door. She said no, but that I could exit through the — relatively close — garden center.
I chose that route, as it got me outside quicker, but now I had an even longer way to push the load — and the sidewalk had been blocked by a couple of delivery trucks so I had to push it through the car lane.
And that’s how this septuagenarian got his exercise today. I am so glad I wore a mask, face shield, and broad-brimmed hat to minimize my exposure to all the yahoo customers and employees wandering around the store with no PPE at all.
At The Checkout, Employees, Great Stuff, Hardware Store, Illinois, Liars/Scammers, USA | Working | May 22, 2020
I go to the store to pick up something for my mom who gave me a gift card but did not tell me how much was on it. At the checkout, my total comes to $80 and I hand the cashier the gift card. She scans it and then sets it back down on the counter.
Cashier: “Okay, it looks like it’ll be $4.”
I swipe my debit card and it looks like everything goes through fine from the terminal.
Cashier: “Oh, it looks like your card didn’t go through. Try swiping again.”
I go to swipe again and I see that the terminal says that my total is now $76.
Me: “I thought you said it was $4?”
Cashier: “Oh, no, that’s how much was on the gift card.”
This is red flag one, but I decide to just swipe the card again and look at my receipt to see what happened. The gift card is still sitting on the counter so I go to reach for it, but before I get to it,the cashier grabs it and sets it under the counter. Red flag two.
This store no longer gives paper receipts, only email, so I go out to the car and pull up the receipt. It says that my debit card was charged twice, once for $4 and once for $76. She did not use my gift card at all.
I go back in and get back into the cashier’s line. There is one woman in front of me and the cashier gives her change. The woman realizes that the cashier has short-changed her, so a supervisor is called up to the register. That is sorted out and I approach the register, the supervisor still nearby.
Me: *Shows the receipt* “Hey. I checked my receipt and you didn’t use my gift card at all. You just charged my card twice.”
Cashier: “Oh, uh, sorry.”
She kind of just stands there and looks at me. The supervisor starts talking to her.
Supervisor: “Do you still have the gift card? You have to give her the card back. There’s still money on it.”
The cashier reaches under the counter and pulls out a pile of old gift cards. Luckily, I am able to find mine on the top.
Supervisor: “I’m sorry about this. You can go up to customer service and they will get this sorted out for you.”
I go to customer service and explain what happened, and they refund my purchase and repurchase my items with the gift card.
Customer Service: “Can I ask you a question? Did the blonde girl check you out?”
Me: “Yeah, she did.”
Customer Service: “Okay. She’s new, but this is like the seventh time this has happened this week.”
This fact and the fact that she short-changed the woman in front of me the second time tells me this cashier is doing something suspicious. I thought about calling the store to talk to a manager but it seemed like the woman at customer service was going to handle it.
Employees, Extra Stupid, Ignoring & Inattentive, Missouri, Restaurant, Saint Louis, USA | Working | May 21, 2020
I deliver for an app-based food/item delivery service, and I get an order to pay for and pick up from a Mexican restaurant I have never been to before. I head in and they seem busy with a group that has shown up early so I figure that, like most places, the carryouts are handled at the bar, so I stand by the bar and wait.
For fifteen minutes, I wait, periodically meeting the eyes of several of the waitstaff as they pass and serve the people in the front, and some who go back to the back where I assume the large party is seated. At no point does anyone acknowledge me and no one seems to be working at the bar. After I realize how much time has passed, I head to the host stand and stand there for five minutes. Then, a woman walks up to me.
Hostess: “How many?”
Me: “No, um, where do I pay for and pick up a to-go order?”
Hostess: “Over at the bar.”
The hostess waved for me to follow. I stared off into space as if I were breaking the fourth wall in a sitcom.
Bad Behavior, Bosses & Owners, Current Events, Grocery Store, Health & Body, New York, USA | Working | May 21, 2020
It is in the middle of self-isolation, social distancing, and panic buying. My small local grocery store is still open and I head down to get some desperately needed supplies. Other stores have been limiting the numbers of customers inside at any time and have had shoppers waiting outside in lines, six feet apart.
Not so this store; it’s as busy as any given time. As worrying as this is, I am wearing a mask and gloves, and I really need these supplies, so I decide I will be okay.
I get to the checkout, and the poor woman working the register looks very pale, and I can see she is desperately trying to stifle her coughs.
Me: “You shouldn’t be working if you’re sick! H***, you shouldn’t even be outside!”
Cashier: “I tried, but my boss said I had to come in.”
Me: “What?! Call your manager!”
She does so and we wait. She has to call a second time before a grumpy-looking man storms up to the cashier.
Manager: “What?!”
I interject before the poor cashier gets any more bad treatment.
Me: “Your cashier is sick. She needs to go home and self-isolate right now.”
Manager: “I need her to work! Too many people have been lazy and called in! She has to work.”
Me: “She has to do nothing! She is sick, coughing, and handling other people’s food! What you’re doing is—”
Manager: *Interrupting me* “Buy or don’t buy. You’re holding up the line.”
Realizing the manager is a lost cause, I turn to the cashier.
Me: “Go home, now. Call this number for medical advice.”
Manager: *To the cashier* “Leave and you’re fired.”
Me: “Wow, seriously? That is it.”
I call the police. They arrive surprisingly quickly and I explain the situation. They step into the store, see the cashier, see the lack of social-distancing, and approach the manager.
Officer #1 : “Sir, why are there no social-distancing procedures in place? Everyone here should be at least six feet apart, with controlled entry. Also, your cashier is obviously sick; why is she not self-isolating at home?”
Manager: “Look, all these policies are ridiculous. Everyone is saying they’re sick, and I have a store to run!”
Officer #2 : “They’re probably sick because you don’t have these procedures in place! Also, they are not just policies; they’re also the law.”
Me: “He also said that he would fire the cashier if she went home.”
Both officers look shocked at this and they turn to the manager.
The manager, for the first time, begins to realize how much s*** he might be in.
Manager: “I… uh… Look, you have to understand.”
Officer #2 : “That’s it; I don’t need to hear any more.”
[Officer #2 ] shouts out to the entire store authoritatively.
Officer #2 : “Ladies and gentlemen, please put down your shopping and leave the store immediately! This establishment is being closed due to health and safety violations!”
Manager: “What?! You can’t do that! I—”
Officer #1 : “And you, you’re coming to the station.”
The manager was led away to the car, cursing and screaming. All the customers did end up leaving but took all their unpaid shopping with them anyway. The sick cashier left immediately and another member of staff closed up the store, with the officers leaving him some documentation and explaining what he should do next.
The store is still closed. I have to go further to a larger store which, thankfully, is adhering to the state-wide health and safety mandates
Coworkers, Extra Stupid, Retail, USA, Wisconsin | Working | May 21, 2020
I work in a big box store where you don’t need to be the best and the brightest to hold most of the jobs. Some of my coworkers have said a lot of… uninformed things around me and asked me a few questions that make me question their ability to think logically. A nineteen-year-old coworker approaches me as I walk in to sit down in the break room.
Coworker: “Can I ask you a question?”
Me: “Yeah, sure!”
Coworker: “Is this water processed?”
She’s holding up a sealed bottle of watermelon-flavored water.
Me: “Yep.”
Coworker: *Looking at it* “Are you sure? I really like the taste of it but I can really only drink processed water.”
Me: “Yes, it’s very safe to say that. Any unnaturally-flavored water in a sealed plastic bottle has been processed.”
Coworker: “Okay!”
I was not the only one in the room but when I looked around no one even looked up from their phones in wonder like I would have. I’ve only been here for a month and, God help me, I hope I find a better job soon or I’ll go mad.
Been Unable To Think Outside The Box For Thirty Years
Crazy Requests, Department Store, Employees, USA | Working | May 21, 2020
It is thirty years ago or so that I buy some minor household appliance, take it home, unpackage it, and use it. A week or two later, it conks out. I’m pretty handy, but this thing is kaput, beyond anything I’d even attempt to fix! I take it back to the store. They refuse to exchange it because I haven’t brought it back in the box. I am incredulous.
Me: “Do you really expect me to hang onto the box in anticipation of it crapping out on me?”
Employee: “Yes.”
They are ready to end the discussion, but I persist.
Me: “If I had a box for it, would you accept the exchange?”
Employee: “Yes, of course.”
I grabbed a new unit off the shelf, took it out of the box, put the broken one into the box, handed it to them, and left!
Crazy Requests, Montana, Office, USA | Working | May 21, 2020
I run the front desk at a busy staffing service. We happen to have two women in the office who have the same name. I answer the phone today and have this conversation:
Me: “Good morning, [Staffing Service]. How can I help you?”
Guy: “I need to speak to [Employee’s First Name].”
Me: “I’m sorry, we have two [Employee’s First Name]s. Which one are you looking for?”
Guy: “[Employee’s Full Name].”
Me: “She’s actually in a meeting right now. Is there something I can help you with?”
Guy: *Clearly annoyed* “I just spoke to a [Employee] and she fumbled with her phone and hung up!”
The other [Employee] had answered a call a few seconds before and no one had been on the other line.
Me: “That was the other [Employee]. The one you are looking for is in a meeting. What can I help you with?”
Guy: “Well, if it’s going to be that much of a problem, I’m just going to go!”
Me: “I’m trying to help you—”
The guy hung up. I took the number off the caller ID and warned [Employee] when she got out of a meeting not to offer the guy a job if he called back.
Bosses & Owners, Health & Body, Jerk, Office, Safety, UK | Working | May 20, 2020
I am about a month in at my new job. There is an unofficial rota amongst the staff that goes desk by desk to replace the printer toner and paper. My desk happens to be next, and the toner is running low.
Me: “[Manager], do we have gloves for changing out the printer, and can we get the window open in there?”
Manager: “Why on earth would you need gloves?”
Me: “Because I don’t want to get toner on my hands?”
Manager: “Aww, your poor delicate hands?”
Me: “The toner is hazardous, and it’s recommended you use gloves when working with it. The window also needs to be opened to ventilate the room. There are warnings on the box.”
Manager: “That seems a bit extreme for us.”
Me: “Well, if you want me to change the toner, that’s what you have to do.”
Manager: “You really go to extreme lengths to procrastinate. If you didn’t want to do it, you could have just said.”
Me: “I have no issue with doing it, as long as it doesn’t affect my health.”
Manager: “Well, we change the ink out every other week, and no one has taken ill from it.”
Me: “Then you’re very lucky.”
The manager tells me not to bother and he’ll get someone else to do it. Not fifteen minutes later, [Manager] comes out, hands black and holding an empty toner tube.
Manager: “See, [My Name], nothing to it!”
I’m not impressed and I grab a fresh box. Thankfully, they’re in another room.
Me: “‘Warning: contents may be carcinogenic. Prolonged exposure can result in liver and kidney damage. Ensure the area is well ventilated and that gloves are used while handling.’”
[Manager] scoffed at it and continued with his day, but one by one the people in the office inspected the box, reading the warning themselves. During lunch, I heard a couple of them talking about how their last checkups with the doctor indicated the early signs of liver disease, and one man saying he was asthmatic and was going to opt out of the rota.
A month later, there is a box of gloves that everyone dips into when the toner needs changed, and the window in there is now always open. The manager doesn’t say anything but still changes the toner like he always does
Employees, Extra Stupid, Fast Food, Florida, New Hires, Non-Dialogue, USA | Working | May 20, 2020
I’m in the drive-thru and order an unsweetened iced tea with my food. After receiving my order, I pull forward and out of the way so I can add some non-sugar sweetener to my tea. As I’m about to drive off, I take my first sip. BLECH!
Apparently, they gave me sweet tea. Together with the added sweetener, it is undrinkable, so I park the car and go inside. I go up to the counter and get the attention of one of the employees. I recognize her as being relatively new, because the last time I was there — maybe a week ago, possibly more — she had another employee shadowing her at the register teaching her what to do.
I explain to her what happened and ask for a replacement. She takes my cup and looks confused. I also tell her she can just pour out the contents and use the same cup. Still with the puzzled look on her face, she finds the manager. After she speaks with him for a moment, he takes the cup and dumps the whole thing in the trash, says something back to her, and she proceeds to get me a replacement.
First, she gets a new cup, and then she heads to the iced tea dispenser… and realizes she has no ice in this new cup. She begins to look around. Again, she has a confused look on her face. She actually has to ask another employee where to get ice.
How long do you need to be working at a fast food place before you should be expected to know where the lone ice dispenser behind the counter is located?
Been Unable To Think Outside The Box For Thirty Years
Crazy Requests, Department Store, Employees, USA | Working | May 21, 2020
It is thirty years ago or so that I buy some minor household appliance, take it home, unpackage it, and use it. A week or two later, it conks out. I’m pretty handy, but this thing is kaput, beyond anything I’d even attempt to fix! I take it back to the store. They refuse to exchange it because I haven’t brought it back in the box. I am incredulous.
Me: “Do you really expect me to hang onto the box in anticipation of it crapping out on me?”
Employee: “Yes.”
They are ready to end the discussion, but I persist.
Me: “If I had a box for it, would you accept the exchange?”
Employee: “Yes, of course.”
I grabbed a new unit off the shelf, took it out of the box, put the broken one into the box, handed it to them, and left!
Crazy Requests, Montana, Office, USA | Working | May 21, 2020
I run the front desk at a busy staffing service. We happen to have two women in the office who have the same name. I answer the phone today and have this conversation:
Me: “Good morning, [Staffing Service]. How can I help you?”
Guy: “I need to speak to [Employee’s First Name].”
Me: “I’m sorry, we have two [Employee’s First Name]s. Which one are you looking for?”
Guy: “[Employee’s Full Name].”
Me: “She’s actually in a meeting right now. Is there something I can help you with?”
Guy: *Clearly annoyed* “I just spoke to a [Employee] and she fumbled with her phone and hung up!”
The other [Employee] had answered a call a few seconds before and no one had been on the other line.
Me: “That was the other [Employee]. The one you are looking for is in a meeting. What can I help you with?”
Guy: “Well, if it’s going to be that much of a problem, I’m just going to go!”
Me: “I’m trying to help you—”
The guy hung up. I took the number off the caller ID and warned [Employee] when she got out of a meeting not to offer the guy a job if he called back.
Bosses & Owners, Health & Body, Jerk, Office, Safety, UK | Working | May 20, 2020
I am about a month in at my new job. There is an unofficial rota amongst the staff that goes desk by desk to replace the printer toner and paper. My desk happens to be next, and the toner is running low.
Me: “[Manager], do we have gloves for changing out the printer, and can we get the window open in there?”
Manager: “Why on earth would you need gloves?”
Me: “Because I don’t want to get toner on my hands?”
Manager: “Aww, your poor delicate hands?”
Me: “The toner is hazardous, and it’s recommended you use gloves when working with it. The window also needs to be opened to ventilate the room. There are warnings on the box.”
Manager: “That seems a bit extreme for us.”
Me: “Well, if you want me to change the toner, that’s what you have to do.”
Manager: “You really go to extreme lengths to procrastinate. If you didn’t want to do it, you could have just said.”
Me: “I have no issue with doing it, as long as it doesn’t affect my health.”
Manager: “Well, we change the ink out every other week, and no one has taken ill from it.”
Me: “Then you’re very lucky.”
The manager tells me not to bother and he’ll get someone else to do it. Not fifteen minutes later, [Manager] comes out, hands black and holding an empty toner tube.
Manager: “See, [My Name], nothing to it!”
I’m not impressed and I grab a fresh box. Thankfully, they’re in another room.
Me: “‘Warning: contents may be carcinogenic. Prolonged exposure can result in liver and kidney damage. Ensure the area is well ventilated and that gloves are used while handling.’”
[Manager] scoffed at it and continued with his day, but one by one the people in the office inspected the box, reading the warning themselves. During lunch, I heard a couple of them talking about how their last checkups with the doctor indicated the early signs of liver disease, and one man saying he was asthmatic and was going to opt out of the rota.
A month later, there is a box of gloves that everyone dips into when the toner needs changed, and the window in there is now always open. The manager doesn’t say anything but still changes the toner like he always does.
Employees, Extra Stupid, Fast Food, Florida, New Hires, Non-Dialogue, USA | Working | May 20, 2020
I’m in the drive-thru and order an unsweetened iced tea with my food. After receiving my order, I pull forward and out of the way so I can add some non-sugar sweetener to my tea. As I’m about to drive off, I take my first sip. BLECH!
Apparently, they gave me sweet tea. Together with the added sweetener, it is undrinkable, so I park the car and go inside. I go up to the counter and get the attention of one of the employees. I recognize her as being relatively new, because the last time I was there — maybe a week ago, possibly more — she had another employee shadowing her at the register teaching her what to do.
I explain to her what happened and ask for a replacement. She takes my cup and looks confused. I also tell her she can just pour out the contents and use the same cup. Still with the puzzled look on her face, she finds the manager. After she speaks with him for a moment, he takes the cup and dumps the whole thing in the trash, says something back to her, and she proceeds to get me a replacement.
First, she gets a new cup, and then she heads to the iced tea dispenser… and realizes she has no ice in this new cup. She begins to look around. Again, she has a confused look on her face. She actually has to ask another employee where to get ice.
How long do you need to be working at a fast food place before you should be expected to know where the lone ice dispenser behind the counter is located?
Airport, Employees, England, UK | Working | May 20, 2020
I’m an American on my first trip abroad. I am standing in line at customs and am developing my first gout attack. The line inches forward slowly and I can see people at the booths at the front of the line being detained almost endlessly. I finally get to the front and talk to an agent, who speaks in a thick Cockney accent.
Agent: “Purpose of your visit?”
Me: “I’m visiting friends and hope to do a little sightseeing.”
Agent: “How long will you be staying?”
Me: “Four days.”
The agent hands me back my passport.
Agent: “Cheers, mate.”
For a moment, I felt like I had just encountered the bridge-keeper from “Monty Python And The Holy Grail.” I muttered a “thanks” and scurried off. Maybe it was the person after me who got tossed into the Gorge of Eternal Peril
Bosses & Owners, Liars/Scammers, Library, Ohio, Public Restroom, USA | Working | May 20, 2020
I work in a city with zoning laws that state that once a building is over a certain size, it must have separate bathrooms for males and females before it can have a gender-neutral family bathroom. My boss is very much in favor of allowing anyone to use any bathroom of their choice for any reason, but the law is still the law in this area.
Boss: “The building inspector is coming by today. Hide some of the chairs in the storage shed out back. If we can make this room look smaller, we can take down the men’s and women’s signs by the bathroom.”
I am filling in at this branch for the day, but usually, I work on the other side of town.
Me: “Isn’t that dishonest?”
Boss: “No. Do what I say.”
Coworker: “You know, the people in this community don’t like sharing bathrooms. The women always complain about men peeing on the seats.”
Boss: “Do what I say! And [My Name], when the building inspector is done, he’s going to [My Branch] next. When you get there tomorrow after he’s left, take down the men’s and women’s signs there, too.”
Me: “But what about the zoni—?”
Boss: “Do what I say!”
She left, and neither of us bothered to hide chairs.
Bosses & Owners, Jerk, Pet Boarding/Pet Hotel, Pets & Animals, UK | Working | May 19, 2020
Our cat tends to only eat a small amount of food each day — usually a portion of dry food in the morning and wet food or fish at night. She also has a sensitive stomach so she tends to be unable to eat foods in jelly as they make her sick.
My family is going away and we need to find a cattery to book her into for a few days. I call a cattery and all is normal until:
Me: “I just wanted to check on what wet food you give the cats?”
Owner: “We use [Brand] jelly food.”
Me: “Oh, would you be able to make an exception on the jelly? It tends to make my cat sick.”
Owner: “No. Jelly is cheaper.”
I think to myself, “No, it’s not.”
Me: “I’m happy to provide the sachets myself if that’s required.”
Owner: *Louder* “NO! Jelly is cheaper. You’re indulging your cat.”
Me: “If giving her food that doesn’t make her sick is ‘indulging’ her, I’ll continue to do so. Thank you for your time.”
Owner: “You’ll be sorry for indulging her!” *Click*
I found a cattery who was happy to take on her dietary needs, and when I came back from the trip, my cat was very happy. The owner of the other cattery turned out to have only just started and was trying to establish rules and cut costs.
DMV, Employees, Extra Stupid, Lazy/Unhelpful, New Hampshire, USA | Working | May 19, 2020
I recently moved to New Hampshire so I go to the DMV to apply for a new driver’s license. After filling out all the proper paperwork, making sure I have proof of residency and blood type and mother’s dog’s maiden name, and waiting in line for the typical ninety minutes, I finally get to the counter.
The woman behind the desk looks through all my papers, and everything seems to be in order, until:
Clerk: “Okay, can you just review all the info on that screen and confirm that everything is correct?”
I look at the first line.
Me: “Uh… actually, there’s a problem. My address isn’t correct.”
The clerk seems slightly offended that I’m accusing her of entering in my info wrong.
Clerk: “What’s wrong with it?”
Me: “The street number is supposed to be 25. It says 75 here.”
The clerk looks at the forms I filled out.
Clerk: “Oh. That looks like a 7 to me.”
She says this despite the fact that the other documents I had given her, including a lease agreement and an electric bill, all confirmed it should be 25.
Clerk: “Okay, so, everything else is correct?”
I look at the second line.
Me: “Uh… nope. My birthday is [date], and this says [different date].”
Clerk: “Seriously?”
The clerk sighs and then goes to correct all of the info on the computer.
Clerk: “Oh, I guess I need manager authorization to change the birth date. Hold on one second.”
A manager comes over and authorizes the birth date change and gets my temporary license printed.
Manager: “Okay, you’re all set! We just need to take your old [Other State] license away. You can’t have both at the same time.”
I have never heard of this before, but it seems to make sense, so I comply.
Manager: “Your new license will arrive within sixty days. Have a nice day!”
About a week later, I go to a local specialty store and attempt to buy alcohol. As I have not yet received my permanent license, I hand the cashier my temp license.
Cashier: “Oh, I’m so sorry, but we can’t accept temp IDs here. Can I just see your old license to confirm your age?”
Me: “Oh, I don’t have it anymore. The DMV took it away when I applied for my new one.”
Cashier: “What? That’s odd; they usually just punch a hole in it so it’s not valid on its own, but so you can still use it to confirm everything on your temp one. I’ve never heard of them taking it away!”
Me: “Yeah. Me, neither.”
I don’t get any wine that day.
After that, about a month and half goes by and I still have not received my new license. I am getting very concerned as it has never taken me this long to receive a new ID in the past, and my temp one is almost set to expire. I am worried it got sent to the wrong address, so I even try going to number 75 on my street to see if they received it by mistake, but they are never home when I go.
Finally, I give in and call the DMV.
Me: “Hi. I still haven’t received my new driver’s license, and my temporary one is going to expire in about a week and a half. I’m worried it might have been sent to the wrong address, because my address was entered incorrectly the first time.”
Support #1 : “Okay, can I have your name and address?”
I give them to her.
Support #1 : “All right, I see your application right here, and it looks like all your info is correct but the license just hasn’t been printed or sent yet. If it doesn’t come by [date next week], call us again and we will expedite it to you.”
Sure enough, a week goes by and still no license. I call the DMV again.
Me: “Hi. I called last week to say that my license hadn’t come in yet and was told to call back today if that was still the case and you would expedite it to me.”
Support #2 : “Okay, can I have your name, please?”
I give it to her.
Support #2 : “Okay… Huh, I can’t seem to find you. Is it [Different First Name]?”
Support #2 : “Huh. All right, what is the number on your temp license?”
I give her that.
Support #2 : “Wait, your license number is [number] but your birth date is [date]? That doesn’t make sense. The number is based on your last name and birth date.”
Me: “Well, the woman who took my info at the DMV office entered my birthday incorrectly the first time…”
Support #2 : “Ohh… Okay, I think I know what happened, then. Let me just look into this further.”
She puts me on hold for about fifteen minutes.
Support #2 : “I just confirmed with my supervisor. There cannot be a license account with more than one birthdate. If the date is changed, our system completely erases the old application. The clerk should have reentered all of your info in a new application and retaken your picture. She basically deleted your application when she made the change.
“Here’s what I can do for you: if you can get back to the DMV this afternoon, I will tell them to let you go straight to the front of the line. Make sure you bring in all the paperwork you had last time, and we will expedite a new license to you within two business days. I am sorry for all of the inconvenience this has caused!”
This last support person was very helpful and, true to her word, I was let up to the front of the line when I got to the DMV office. However, I don’t know what bothers me more: the fact that the original clerk AND her manager made so many fumbles with handling my application and didn’t know that the mistake would completely erase all my info, or the fact that it seems the first phone support person blatantly LIED to me saying she saw that my application was in process.
Bonus: my new license finally arrived, no less than a month later.
British Columbia, Canada, Coworkers, Extra Stupid, Fast Food | Working | May 19, 2020
I work at a popular international burger restaurant. I am working nights, and there are only two of us for the shift: me on the till and another guy on the grill. One of the guys I work with is great, always on the ball. The other guy… not so much.
One of our duties as night shift is to filter and refill the fryer oil. This involves flipping a few switches to make the oil drain into the filter area, waiting for it to go through the filter area, flipping more switches for it to be sent back into the fryer, and topping it up with fresh oil. There are five different fryers that have to be done separately.
I have done it many times and know the process quite well, but tonight it is my coworker’s responsibility. I am walking around cleaning while he works on the fryers. He drains one, and a while later I see him flip the switch to drain the next one… but the first one is still empty.
Me: “WAIT! NO!”
I flip the switch back up.
Coworker: “It’s fine, it’s fine. I know what I’m doing!”
He flipped the switch back down. Seconds later, the filter area overflowed and flooded half the kitchen with oil, which we spent the entire rest of the shift cleaning up.
A few weeks later, we had run out of the wrapper for [Burger #1 ] — two patties and one piece of cheese — so we were using the wrapper for [Burger #2 ] — two patties and two pieces of cheese. I looked over, and since he was using the wrapper for [Burger #2 ], I think he went autopilot and put two pieces of cheese on it.
I thought about correcting him but realized that I would most likely have to correct him for every single one he made. I decided this was one battle I did not want to pick, and everyone who ordered [Burger #1 ] that night got a free bonus piece of cheese.
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