More Than Taste. Foodies Share Their Most Ridiculous Restaurant Experiences
From undercooked food, to over-offending customers, this list is nothing short of restaurant goers' most ridiculous experiences.
We placed our orders, kid's wasnt what she wanted. Sent it back. Manager came out and started explaining to our 8 year old that she is being wasteful. We interrupted, he then got mad and started to yell at us because hed have to throw away the sandwich! Fine, just bring us what we ordered. I said. No, he yelled, you people can get out! So we left. He ran out after us, yelling "aren't you going to pay?!"
No! Sorry, mean manager man. Luckily, his little restaurant closed about a year later.
Me and my friend went to a new pizza place in a nice part of town. They had a brick fired oven, marble counter, the kind of place that would have dim lights. They sat us and we ordered a water. Started looking through the menu. The manager/owner walked over and asked if we were ready to order. We told him we've never been here and need a moment. Our waters then arrived. We started going back and forth trying to decide what to get from their choice of artisanal pizzas. The manager/owner came back and asked if we had any questions about the menu. We placed our order with him. He then came back to our table to make small talk. For the entire wait for our meal! The pizza arrived and we ate while he talked at us about "love language". I just wanted him to go away so we could just eat our lunch as I don't like people looking at me while I'm eating. We werent actively engaging with him at this point, yet he just kept on with his monologue about different "love language" which he just probably read about in some book or another. Overall it was just okay pizza, nothing to write home about. There was even another place across town that was better, cheaper, and had bigger portions. Never went back there, who would? Place closed down a month or so later.
Took my fiancee's parents to a restaurant that was pretty crowded. We ended up being sat near the double doors going into the kitchen. Just as our food arrived, we got treated to a memorable story from someone in the kitchen speaking very, very loudly.
He described, in detail, a sexual encounter he saw online between a woman and a boa constrictor. No detail was too small for him to recount. He painted a very clear picture.
My parents and I went to a mediocre Italian chain for dinner one night just to try it out, my pop and I have always liked trying new places to eat just for the heck of it. We got there and the place wasn't busy at all, there was maybe a few people eating. We went up and asked for a table for three in the non-smoking area. They made us wait for almost an hour before seating us, and when they sat us it happened to be right next to the smoking area, which was actually pretty full and had plenty of people smoking. We just got up and moved to the other side of the room (there was no one else in this part of the restaurant so we had no trouble getting to the other table). They took our order pretty quickly but we have to wait another hour before seeing our food. There was a short step down to where they sat us and the waitress carrying our food tripped over it and our food got flung all over the floor. She came over and apologized profusely and said she'd put it in again no charge. After another half an hour she brings our food out and it was ice cold, like they just took it out of the refrigerator cold. At this point it'd been over two hours. We just got up, my pop handed the waitress a tip (it was obviously not her fault the night was a mess) and we left and went to get some fast food.
I was in Prague. I didn't necessarily expect anyone to speak English, but usually restaurants would have a menu in English for tourists, or at least one with pictures. This restaurant had neither, and the waiter was rightfully annoyed that I spoke zero Czech. I had no problem with the service, but what I ended up ordering was apparently a family-sized bowl of tuna and onions.
Obviously, I haven't had many bad experiences if this was my worst, but at the time, as an extremely anxious person under normal circumstances, this situation was especially excruciating. I forced myself to eat about half the bowl before I just put my napkin on top and got out my wallet expectantly. I sometimes wonder if that wasn't on the menu at all and they just wanted to see if I'd eat it.
One time I was at a small shack restaurant that I would go to eat at often. After all, it was in my neighborhood. I ordered myself a double cheeseburger, with a side of fries and a drink. I waited 20 minutes, and they got everything correct except they were missing a patty. I told them about it and they took it back. Instead of adding another patty they instead threw away my burger and I had to wait another 20 minutes, only for them to make the same mistake once more. By this point I was starting to get angry so I called them out for it. They apologized and took my burger back. I thought they were going to get it right that final time. BUT THEY THREW THE BURGER AWAY AGAIN. I waited another 10 minutes and they come out with my correct burger.
Or so I thought. IT WAS A HOT DOG. THEY BROUGHT ME A HOT DOG. I demanded my money back, and took my fries and drink home with me. I had cereal for lunch that day.
One time when I was enjoying my fajita on a hungover Sunday lunch, and one of the cooks decided that mixing ammonia and bleach was a good idea. At first my friends and I just saw people running out of the restaurant, which we thought was just a family dining and dashing, but then all of sudden we got hit with this train of light headedness and a burning sensation in our noses. Before we knew it the entire place is in mass chaos as everyone is trying to fight their way out of the restaurant. 10/10 would do again since the food was free.
A few years ago, we had just moved back to the US after living in Japan. I let my jetlagged kids pick the restaurant, and they chose Olive Garden (I know, I know.). My 7 year old ordered a pizza off the kids' menu.
When it arrived, the crust looked awfully charred. She turned it over to see if the bottom was as burnt as the sides. We found a piece of broken glass embedded into the crust. It was the same blueish/green color that their drink glasses are made of. It was pretty clear that the dough had fallen on the floor, and when they picked it back up, the glass was stuck in the dough and then baked into place.
I asked for the manager, and pointed it out. He didn't even notice the glass at first and thought we were just annoyed about the burned crust. I said that was also unacceptable, but I was really just extra mad about the glass. Then he actually accused me of planting it. I wasn't looking for a free meal, I just wanted an apology and food that wouldn't injure my kid. I was so pissed.
Ordered a T-Bone at a chain steakhouse. It came out missing the filet/tenderloin. The bone was still attached. I immediately told the server. She tried to explain that this is what a T-bone steak was, because the bone is shaped like a T.
I politely said "you are correct but the reason I wanted the T-Bone is because I wanted the strip and the filet." She told me that I could order just a tenderloin cooked to my preference.
I flagged down a floor manager. And he was literally on his phone texting and rolling his eyes as I told him what happened. He proceeded to talk down to me like I was dumb. He said "sir, this is our t-bone. This is how we prepare it and you may order a filet if you'd like, but I suggest learning your cuts of beef before, ahhhemm, coming to a steak house." I told him just to charge me for the strip and drop it. But was once again he told me why it was called a t-bone according to this restaurant. I could have gone into the whole "I'm actually a chef, yayaya" bit, but I didn't want to get into all of that.
I asked to speak to the GM. I was told he was off today. As most chains, the GM's name is listed on the door. I went to take a peak, and asked the hostess if he was available. She calls him over the headset and the floor manager made this very scared looking eye contact with me from across the dining room.
The meal for the entire family was comped by the end of it all.
I just didn't want to pay for something I didn't get.
We went to Giotto's Italian restaurant when we first arrived in London as a broke couple from Australia. We had a lunch special of a glass of wine, a salad and a pizza. The wine tasted like it was watered down (blurgh), and we waited and waited for our food. It was busy, so we didn't think anything of it until probably about 45 mins in. When we asked for an ETA on our lunch, the waiter got owl eyes and rushed off to check. They'd forgotten to put the order in. The pizza was very average, and they 'upgraded' our salad by putting tuna all over it. My husband hates fish so couldn't eat it. When we went to pay, we handed the waiter a 10 note for a 9.90 special. He cashed it out and happily put our 10p change in their tip jar with a flourish while he stared us straight in the eyes. We just turned and walked out. You have to laugh at experiences like that.
A few years back we got takeout from Wendy's, and pretty much everything was wrong. For starters, everyone's fries were about half-full, and I think they gave us regular Cokes rather than diets. I ordered a double cheeseburger with only cheese, ketchup and mustard, got a single burger with lettuce, onions, and pickles on top of the ketchup and mustard. My parents both got the wrong kind of salad, but my brother got it the worst. He ordered a chicken sandwich, and after taking a few bites he says "Mom, I think something's wrong with my chicken." He hands it to my Mom, the chicken was completely pink. We luckily got a free meal out of this.
Our waitress took a break midway through the meal to do laundry, but didn't tell anyone. She brought our check, then when she ran the card, she charged us for the other table's food (it was late and there was only one other group there). When she took it back to fix it, it took a very long time. Come to find out she lost our credit card. She and the manager kinda poked around for it and basically were like "well, this sucks. Sorry. No charge". When my husband offered to call the police they responded with,"that isn't necessary! Nothing was stolen". My husband than said "we came in with a card and we aren't leaving with one sounds pretty stolen!" the card was miraculously found within minutes.
On my last day of a holiday in Greece we went to a restaurant that seemed nice when we passed earlier in the day. First off, the waiter didn't seem to want us to sit down at all, reluctantly served us after we waited ages. (Side note: it wasn't busy. Another family came to sit down and the waiter greeted them in a very friendly manner.)
Then when he was taking our order I asked him about one of the items and he spoke to me like I was an idiot while simultaneously making no sense. "What's x ? " "it's X." "Yeah but there's no description. What does it come with? What's it like? I said. "It's x." He said again, and just repeated it until I ordered something else.
Anyway they slammed our food down on the table and they got my order wrong. My mum tried to tell them and they acted as if we're making a big fuss when really we weren't. The waiter then yelled at me until I started to cry. Also: all the food was microwaved anyway so it wasn't even that much of a big deal (I walked past the kitchens). I was a bit angry and emotional but I've never cried like that in public before, it was really awful. Anyway they brought my food and it was just mediocre, but luckily there were loads of kittens everywhere so I basically just scooped up a couple kittens and fed them and that made me feel a lot better. In retrospect petting stray kittens while eating dinner was not very hygienic but it saved the evening to be honest.
Went to this local spot that sells fancy cocktails and food. First time we went everything was amazing except my waiter kept trying to chat me up. This was fine but what he was saying to do this was a bit off. Instead of saying something like "how was your day/what have you been up to today?" He said "you look tired, why is that?" Etc. Second time we go the place wasn't that full, but the waitress was now making me very uncomfortable. She kept giggling in our faces and touching us. We waited around 30 minutes for our apps to start coming out and then another 20 for our mains, that actually were given to the table in front of us. It took the manager another 10 minutes to realize what happened, he then came over to tell the people OPPOSITE of us that they got our meal instead of their own, but don't worry theirs will be free. We waited another 20 minutes for our mains. One of our mains was a steak with chimichurri. The steak arrives with some flattened parsley on top. That was it. The waitress came over and asked how it was going and I said something along the lines of "where's the chimichurri?" And she giggled in my face and left. We get charged for everything and we left a good tip but I will never step foot in that place again. I should mention the meal cost over $200. So for that price I at least expecting my chimichurri.
One time my family and I stopped at a busy Pizza Hut for a bite to eat while traveling. The manager seated us - we knew it was the manager since he had it on his name tag, took our order and never came back. We had gotten the salad bar so we had salad but no drinks, and after like 30 minutes my father waved down a nearby waitress to ask if she could look into what was going on with our stuff.
Well, she asked the manager who had seated us and taken our order and he just ripped into her about how she was irresponsible and a terrible waitress and all of this horrible stuff right in the middle of the restaurant. The poor girl was crying. This angered my father, who managed restaurants for some years and always tried to treat employees fairly (his best friend to this day is a guy that was his employee when they were in their 20s). So he told the manager that no, the waitress did not forget to take our order, that he himself had taken it and done who knows what with it. I remember the manager just looking him dead in the eye and going "I did not take your order."
So we left. I don't think we paid for our salads, we just left.
Went to Denny's late night with friends. Ordered cheese fries without the bacon bits. They of course came with bacon. Ok, no big deal, mistakes happen. Sent it back. Server came back a minute later with what was obviously the same plate with the bacon picked off. There was still bacon bits under the top layer of cheese. So I called the server back over and she said something along the lines of "so what do you want?" I told her "nothing anymore" and went down the street to a burrito place, got some food and brought it back into the Dennys to eat with my friends. I'm not giving you three chances to earn my money when you have a terrible attitude.
Went to a local sushi place with friends. Ordered a combo of rolls and a miso soup. The Miso soup came, but not my combo. All the orders for my friends had already arrived and they finished eating, yet my combo still hadn't arrived. I asked the waitress multiple times and she said that they were behind on "sushi" despite all my friend's sushi already coming out and that had like 6 sushi chefs. Later on, when all my friends were done eating, the waitress brought what appears to be my dish. She arrived at the table. Looks at the dish, goes to set it down, then lifted it up and left. I was like "WTF That is exactly what I ordered!" She told me that it was for the other table, who actually sat down way after us. She brought me my combo after another 15 minutes, at this point all my friends were sitting around awkwardly. I asked the waitress how ddidshe expect me to eat it with everyone done and she just looked at me wide-eyed and asked "how is this my problem?"
We all just got up to pay at the register and they still charged me for the miso soup.
I have Celiac disease. One time I went to a restaurant here that has a reputation for their gluten free menu. Ordered their most well-known gluten free item that I had once before. As I was happily enjoying my meal maybe 10 minutes into being served, the manager came out ghost white and told me they mixed up my plate and it wasn't the gluten free version. They quickly comped our meal and wine even sending me home with the gluten free version. Not that I got to enjoy it since I was puking and sick for the next week. They did change their plating system afterwards for Gluten Free dishes versus regular menu dishes to avoid mishaps.
A few years ago, I went to O'Charlies restaurant and ordered a salad. I asked the server if there was bacon in it and he said there's none, to which I said, "Great! I don't eat bacon, due to religion's restrictions."
30 minutes later, my salad came and what do I noticed it's covered in? Tons of bacon. I politely asked the server if he can get me a new salad without bacon. He took the salad and less than 5 minutes passed before and he came back with another salad. I thought it was quick because they couldn't have grilled the chicken and prepared the salad in that time. I look through the salad and I see pieces of bacon are still in there. I wave him over and tell him, and he says, "I'm sorry, let me tell the cook to pick those out of there for you."
I tell him that I cannot eat anything that has even touched bacon. He says he will bring me a new salad. Less than 5 minutes again, I get the salad and lo and behold there's still bacon in there. By that time, I had lost my patience and asked for a manager. I told him of what happened and he apologizes. He tells the server to bring me a new salad without bacon and their cheese and potatoes soup as an incentive to eat there.
20 minutes later, I get the salad...with no bacon. But I look at the soup and what do I see is mixed in there? BACON!
To this day, I still haven't eaten there.
I was eating with friends at an Applebee's and the waitress thought that I said something mean to her. I have no idea what she thought I said because she never came back to our table. Some other waiters came out and said they were going to serve us because I hurt the waitress feelings and she was in the back crying. I was utterly confused because I hadn't said anything to or about the waitress. They assured me that they weren't going to mess with my food (I told them I wasn't sure I wanted to order anything since they thought I had said something mean and I couldn't trust they wouldn't mess with my food). I don't even remember if I ordered or ate anything but I just remember the whole situation being incredibly awkward.
I was having lunch at with one of my clients and I bit into my spinach and hummus sandwich, and got this really off putting taste, so I looked down and there was half a huge disgusting looking bug sticking out. It was seriously so gross looking. I, discreetly as I could, spat it out into my napkin but I looked so disgusted that my client knew something was wrong, so I told him and when the waitress came back she asked what was wrong so I told her. She apologized and brought the sandwich back inside, and suddenly the owner comes stomping out all huffy and starts yelling at us, looking at my client and saying "I know people like you try to get free food all the time, I'm not falling for this, you planted this, I don't want people like you here" etc.
We were just shocked, she made such a scene and we weren't even asking for anything free. He just calmly but loudly stated that we were going to go somewhere else without bugs in the spinach, I threw some money on the table, and we left. I looked back and everyone in there was disgustedly pushing away their plates. She made it soo much worse by making such a scene. I still can't eat spinach, I keep expecting a bug tucked away between the leaves.
I was in Cracker Barrel with my family a few months ago and the kid at the table next to us just randomly puked his guts out onto the floor. Right in the middle of the restaurant.
You would think this is a sanitation and health hazard and would be immediately cleaned up, but instead we had to try to continue with our meals with a fresh pile of regurgitated chicken fried steak sitting 3 feet from us for the next 30 MINUTES.
A manager finally came over, slapped a "wet floor" sign over it, shrugged, and walked away. Our waitress would literally have to step around the pile of puke to ask us if everything tasted ok.
Made a reservation for Valentine's Day a few years ago at a new restaurant in town soon after it opened. They were getting some decent buzz and had a foie gras dish I was dying to try.
Since Valentine's Day is amateur night in NYC I checked their website and even called before making the reservation to make sure they weren't going to pull some marked up, limited menu thing and was assured they'd be serving their normal menu.
The day before, when they called to confirm my reservation they also informed me that only a special, Valentine's Day menu would be served. That was not fair considering it was way too late to get another reservation somewhere else at that point.
Then, the meal itself was a disaster. The menu didn't have the foie gras dish and the table next to us actually got up and left when they found out. Our cocktails were served AFTER our first course, it took almost an hour to get our bottle of wine and not a single dish was memorable.
When we complained to the manager near the end of the meal he was the most smug, self-important, pompous person I've ever dealt with. He clearly didn't care at all because it was amateur night.
I felt so rewarded when they closed last year after less than three years in business. How they managed to ever get a Michelin star with such horrendous service is way beyond me.
Have you ever found yourself in an argument so stupid and/or pointless that you were sure you were being punked? Like you keep looking away from the other person to check your surroundings for places Ashton Kutcher and a camera crew could come popping out of?
You're not the only one.
u/Anti-hollowkid asked: What is the dumbest argument you've ever been in?Brace yourselves, folks. Some of these arguments are breathtakingly bonkers. The sheer number of people who are willing to argue with someone over provable facts and what that other person likes or doesn't like is just ... stunning. It's stunning, you guys. Just not in a good way.
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My wife and I once argued over whether or not I liked mustard on my hot dog. I was for me liking mustard, she was against me liking mustard.
The argument lasted way longer that you could ever imagine it would.
A Stair Step
My brother and I argued if our staircase had 13 or 14 steps, based on an argument about if the floor of the second floor counts as a stair-step or not. We still have no solution.
My dad is a stairbuilder and I spent many summers working at his warehouse, so I can clear this up. 14.
My husband and I have this thing where we only say "I love you" on Saturdays. Every other day it's "I love you, but only on Saturdays." I don't know how it started, but it's been going for 11 years now.
We're both shiftworkers, so sometimes we have to stop and think what day it actually is. We had an argument recently over whether it was Saturday or not. I said it was Saturday, he said it was Friday. It was Monday.
I remember when I was about 13 my parents had an hour-long shouting match that ended with them almost getting divorced. The issue? Whether or not the nation of Iraq has a coastline.
My mother arguing that Iraq had a coastline, while my stepdad argued that it did not. This was back in 2004, and they are still quite happily married to this day. That incident is something they look back on and laugh about, and both of them admit it was really a pretty stupid thing to argue over.
With an ex:
"I owe you $80 for the bills of ours that you pay, and you owe me $40 for the bills of ours that I paid. Here's $40 in cash; we're even."
She did not understand this.
I literally had to go get another $40 out of the ATM, and hand the $80 to her. Then I had her hand me the $40 she owed me.
"Now how much do you have in your hand?"
She still didn't understand.
She somehow has a college degree.
When we were kids my brother and I got in a physical fight because he said I like mini wheats and I insisted I didn't. His argument was that I always sang the mini wheats song and I was deeply offended that he wasn't aware that it was just stuck in my head but I hated the cereal. I actually did like the cereal I'm not sure why I was arguing with him about it but I remember how genuinely angry I was.
I'll tell you about the only legal trouble I've ever been in, the fight that got me arrested. It started over whether we should return a box of crayons or not, and to this day I don't have any idea how it escalated to the point of the cops being called, but they were and I was the one taken in.
My boyfriend insisted that when two people are in an argument and one makes a point so reasonable and logical the other one can't disagree with it - it's unfair. I tried, logically and reasonably, to explain several times why that is just winning the argument, proving your point thoroughly and is completely fair.
His answer was that I was being unfair.
How the ch in masochism is pronounced. My friend caught me saying "masoKism" while he would say "masoSYism."
To be fair, he grew up speaking French, in which the ch in masochism is pronounced in "his" way. But he insisted that I was the wrong one here and that was just infuriating.
A woman was adamant that looking at the big solar eclipse on the television was unsafe unless you were wearing glasses. She wouldn't believe us and insisted on emailing NASA to check.
A Non-Standard Ruler?
I worked for a company that made signs. We had a customer ask for signs that were 7mm wide that were to go on a door. Our sign makers figured the order meant inches because 7mm is pretty small, so made them 7 inches. I got a phone call from the customer who went mad at me for making them the wrong size. So I put a reorder through for 7 mm.
Argued with the sign makers over it but they eventually agreed to do it after I shown them the order in writing. I even had the customer put her complaint in writing, reiterating the size they wanted.
7mm signs went out and a day later I get the customer on the phone literally screaming at me.
Cue the dumb argument - we ended up having an argument over how big a millimetre is, and obviously everyone in the office were laughing, but this customer just wouldn't accept it and said we must be using a non-standard ruler to measure.
Ended up being escalating to the sales department manager who refused to issue a refund. We still don't know what they actually meant.
This Unusual Vegan Argument
Was in a pub with a few friends, and some random Dude dropped an ear, and somehow figured I'm vegan. Well, people like him are the reason I usually avoid mentioning it. He came up to me and insisted on starting a discussion about veganism. He claimed that by the end of it, I would be eating meat again.
He listed some stupid arguments, I told him I was not convinced and then tried to keep on drinking beer with my friends. He followed me, and wanted me to "try to convert him to a vegan." I stupidly listed some of my reasons thinking it would make him go away. He told me he still was not convinced, so I was like whatever. Again, I really just wanted to drink beer with my friends.
That dude followed me all night and expected me to try make him vegan. Doesn't matter what I said, and all the reasons that for me are obviously good enough to be vegan. He'd be just like "No, that doesn't convince me, therefore your argument and how you life is stupid."
Didn't matter how often I told him that I honestly don't care; 5 minutes later he would come up to me again "I'm still not vegan, so veganism is stupid, all your arguments were stupid, now give me a good reason to become vegan!" At one point, I was literally yelling at him that I don't give a single flying f about what he eats and why, that it's in no way my responsibility to "turn somebody vegan" and in no way his business what I eat.
Honestly, for that dude, I would have bought a whole ham, just to shove it up his stupid annoying face.
In college my roommate and I argued about a line in Monty Python & the Holy Grail. The scene with the Black Knight where the line "Alright, we'll call it a draw" is uttered. We argued about who said that line, whether it was King Arthur or the Black Knight.
It went on for hours longer than it should have because I was stubborn and refused to admit I was wrong.
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Whether Albert Einstein or Arnold Schwarzenegger would be more useful to have around during a Zombie apocalypse. How on earth would Albert Einstein come in handy!?
Below Sea Level
I live on an island and when you go upland and you look out the sea looks like it's higher than or on the same level as the land. It's just a weird perspective thing because of the horizon. One day some kid says that it's because the island is under sea level.
I'm like wtf bro all of us would be with the fishes. He argues that no that's not true and if I just go upland I'll see. We then spend a good 5 minutes of my time arguing about it until I decided to leave this kid in his stupidity. He even said we shouldn't believe everything adults tell us and sometimes we need to think for ourselves.
This kid was older than me and was going to a good school. Lost my respect for him ever since then.
Someone tried to fight with me over how to spell my name.
Now, my name is in a lot of languages with slightly different spellings. I would have accepted any of those spellings, but this one was just... Not even close. It didn't make any logical sense.
An analogous example is if my name was Thomas and someone was insisting it was spelled Tomash. And not just the name Thomas in general, but that me specifically, on my birth certificate, was named Tomash. I know how to spell my own name.
I swear to god, it went on for like an hour.
Whales Are Mammals
I was in an online chat room one day, and we were talking about whales. I commented on how whales are mammals and the next thing you know, someone was arguing with me and trying to convince me that a whale was a fish.
Stupid microwaves. Having a man child talk down to me about how microwaves work only for him to google it and prove me right. He slept on the sofa that night.
My friend keeps telling me that the norm is that a person should shower once a week. This has been going on for years. I'm almost convinced he's trolling me.
No Balloons For Grandma
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky.
He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space. Releasing balloons is terrible for the environment and kills/harms so much wildlife.
He got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
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How dolphins reproduced. It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence. The argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day.
I repeatedly had the argument with a friend over whether roosters were chickens. She was convinced that only the females were chickens (hens). We were 18 at the time.
Me and my friend were drinking underage, we ended up in an argument of whether lightning McQueen's eyes were blue or green. Somehow throughout the whole thing both of us never thought to straight up google a picture.
But ... Ice Floats
Woman wanted ice on the bottom of her drink.
Now read that sentence again and try to imagine arguing with that particular brand of stupid.
Time Zones Exist
Coworker claimed that it was the same time of day and the same season on the whole globe. Had to get 4 coworkers to confirm to him that time zones do in fact exist.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?"
"no, it's red"
"YOU CANT EVEN KNOW"
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
I'm late, but I saw this question and instantly remembered that I was booted from a Facebook group because I called someone out on a lie that was not only bull, but extremely pointless. She was friends with the moderator and they made the case that my argument over such a little lie was more of a problem than the lie itself (though they didn't refer to it as a lie.)
The woman said that she used to babysit for Andre 3000 and that his name was Andre 2000 - but he changed it after the year 2000 had passed. This was so easily disproven it was ridiculous. Their debut album came out in 1994 and he was already going by Andre 3000 at that time.
The argument wasn't a huge long drawn out thing, but the fact that either of us were on Facebook at separate times meant that the responses were over a long period of time so this argument lasted a few days.
It was stupid.
Stars Like Our Sun
I was arguing with my grandpa about stars he didn't believe that there are other stars like our sun. Basically he thought there is only the sun, the moon and the earth.
I have a degree in history. I mostly focused on nationalism. Wrote a 50 page paper on it and Richard Nixon with around 50 100 sources. Looked at micro film for hours on end. Part of the paper focused on how Nixon being chair of the house committee of Unamerican Activities was used as a powerful weapon to use against political enemies. It also inspired Joe McCarthy. Have had people tell me I was wrong and Nixon was never elected to a position besides the president and Joe McCarthy came before Nixon. I stopped trying to talk history to people.
I also know quite a bit about the history of the Balkans its amazing how many Serbs refuse to believe Tito did anything wrong.
Wrote 100 page paper on nationalism in Israel. Its frustrating to talk about because for some reason a lot of people think Palestinian firing rockets randomly into Israel is ok but if Israel retaliates the people get up in arms over a targeted air strike that kills 3 people.
Balloon to Heaven
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky. He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space.
And he got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
I got into an argument with a co-worker over how we were attaching two pages of a letter together: small binder clips or paper clips.
He felt that paper clips would leave a "dent" in the paper when removed, but binder clips won't. He refused to staple them together. I felt that binder clips would also leave a "dent", so we might as well just use the paper clips.
It ended with him saying: "Do what you want [me], I don't care!" and storming off.
Once got accused of faking being Jewish. Why? I have no clue. We argued over the course of a month, any time I'd bring it up and she heard about it, she'd begin going after me for "faking it".
My mother's side is ethnically Jewish. Grandparents were practicing.
3 friends and I once got into an argument about how to pronounce Nutella. It lasted for about 3-4 months. It was hilarious how serious we took it, it'd get heated but never for real serious.
I think someone even called the company that made it to check, or that may have been for the Cheetos company. We were really bored in high school.
Late to the party, but there it is.
I'm a manager at a small store. We're only 4 working there, so my team and I grew very close and we joke around a lot. Once during a slow shift, my employee and I had an argument because we were looking at the lingerie boxes, and I thought that two specific boxes had the same woman on it, but she was 100% positive they weren't the same person.
Looking back, I don't know why it was such a big deal to us at the time, but we even called another employee who lives across the street to come and tell us what the heck was up with that. Turns out I was right, and she was pretty salty about it. It was a great night.
Wicked Witch of the West
I almost got into an argument with an old girlfriend over Glinda the good witch from Oz. She insisted that Glinda was manipulating Dorothy to assassinate the Wicked Witch of the West and convince the Wizard to leave to create a political void she could fill.
I conceded the issue when I heard the whole premise because I thought it was too damn stupid to get worked up over.
Keep Your Hands to Yourself
Just the other day I legit got in an argument with my co-workers on why I don't like my butt being grabbed by anyone (I'm a guy). Seriously.
They went on about "I don't mind it. Mike and I do it all the time and we don't care." Yeah, that's nice dude, but I'm not you, and there's something called "Keep your hands to yourself" (which was taught to a good portion of us growing up). Just like how Karen wouldn't like it if I touched her boobs or her grabbing your crotch or frankly ANY area you wouldn't like being grabbed, keep away. In general, you should not be touching me in any areas after I've told you not to several times before.
So unless you're sleeping me or dating me, keep your damn hands off my toosh.
My best friend and I argued over whether or not telekinesis was possible. Her argument was that humans don't yet know what the human brain at 100% usage was capable of, and that telekinesis was inside the possibilities.
I said the brain does use 100%, just at different times.
We didn't speak to each other for four days.
How dolphins reproduced and whether or not ghost existed (back to back with the same person). It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence (the argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures).
How it shifted to the existence of ghosts is a solid and reasonable question to ask (I don't remember why). I had to then proceed to tell her that ghost hunting TV shows do not constitute as undeniable evidence.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day. This was in high school SO... hopefully she was kidding.
Dogs and ChocolateGiphy
I told this stupid woman that chocolate is toxic to dogs. She went on to tell me how a little bit will just make them hyper and then they will calm down. I told her to google it. Her and her bf shut right up. Now they have a kid. Good luck, Jeremy and Andrea. morons.
I should also add that this argument started because Jeremy was giving his tiny dog chocolate and I told him it was toxic.
Is water wet?
My roommate and I have a recurring argument over whether or not water is wet l, and whether or not a person is considered wet underwater.
For the record, it is no to both questions.
A kid a church telling me about the mission trip I went on. Not only was I not on that trip, but I had never been on any mission trip. We were good friends, so it's not like he would've mistaken someone else for me.
He insisted I was there as if an entire week long trip would just fall out of my memory. He even had stories of things we'd done together. I'm not sure if he thought I was lying, joking, stupid, or crazy, but I was pretty sure he was some combination thereof.
One time I got into a shouting match with my mom and little brother in the car. The issue? The names of the two-headed dragon from the PBS kids afternoon show Dragon Tales. I swore it was Zack and Macie.
It was actually Zak and Wheezie. I don't even remember why we were yelling about it.
Green Or Yellow?
When I was about 15 or so my mother and I spent about 20-30 minutes arguing about the color of a shirt. We agreed it was blue/green, but to me it was just a shade more blue, while to her it was just a bit more green.
Turns out, your eyeballs yellow as you age and hers were 24 years yellower than mine, so I think that skewed her color vision.
Stars In Their MultitudeGiphy
I once got in an argument over whether or not a line from the song "Stars" in Les Mis says "...but mine is the way of the lord" or "mine is the way of the law".
I didn't even really care what he thought but he was so adamant and cocky that it got me heated. By the end of it we were shouting at each other and I had to apologize, which I think is what he wanted the whole time.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?" "that's orange" "no, it's red" "orange" "YOU CANT EVEN KNOW".
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
About five years ago, my girlfriend (now wife) once had a very intense argument about whether or not hot water cleaned things better than cold water.
She genuinely believed that water temperature didn't matter. This is someone who has not one, but two masters degrees.
We argued for something like 2 hours, and we seriously almost broke up over the whole thing.
I had an argument with a girl IN THE MIDDLE OF A BIOLOGY CLASS in high school about how humans are not mammals. She thought a human was a human and we are not mammals because "mammals are animals and humans are not animals"
I tried explaining to her the difference between reptiles and mammals and how humans fall under the mammal category to try and educate her... but she just wouldn't listen.
I still have no idea why the BIOLOGY teacher did not get involved...
Solid Or Liquid?
Some classmates and I got into a heated debate as to whether or not the human body could count as a soup, salad, or sandwich. The teacher got mad at us, but hey! All we were doing was watching a movie.
For the record, my logic lays with soup- Liquid contained within a solid, at a hot temperature.