To ask what’s the funniest hissy fit you’ve seen from an adult?

[JustLyra]

I’m currently watching my estranged cousin make an utter twat of himself on social media (he has no privacy settings) throwing a massive hissy fit that our mutual cousin has “utterly and utterly” offended him by inviting me to the day part of her wedding, but no other cousins.

He has flown off at the deep end cursing her, but conveniently not mentioning that her fiancée (who he has never met) has been one of my DH’s closest friends for 30 plus years.

He only knows because he bumped into the stag party at the weekend and realised my DH is part of the wedding party,

I just want to get popcorn while I watch other relatives (frequent flying monkeys in tbt past) pandering to him and my elder brother and their pity party.

[Cousin who is getting married doesn’t give a fuck about his whinging. Ironically it’s made us chat for the first time in a long time so totally backfired on him]

Not really funny - sorry!

But it was my first glimpse of pathetically bad behaviour from an adult, and quite upsetting at the time. I was a teenager and I'd patiently waited a long time in a fabric shop for a turn to look through the pattern books (really showing my age here!!). Finally my turn came and I hadn't been perusing the book for 2 minutes when I became aware of a very imposing woman (large and in a fur coat!) tutting and sighing just behind me. She was with her husband, and he was one of those enabling types who facilitate this kind of bad behaviour. I felt pressured, but wasn't going to just stand aside for her because I'd had to wait and she'd just arrived.

The tutting became more and more extreme, with loud remarks such as 'She's just DOING it - she's just TRYING to annoy me!' I remember I felt terrified but at the same time, indignant. It was real, entitled bullying. Within a couple of minutes she started to sob hysterically and stamp her feet, making me out to be totally unreasonable, selfish and spiteful. I gave in - but wish I'd spoken to a member of staff, at least.

I left the shop trembling! I was very young and not used to adults behaving like that. I'm going to extrapolate here and guess that she had always got her own way, wasn't used to waiting or considering others and of course, husband went along with all this rubbish. She was a monster of egotism and childishness!!

Similar to some others here. Guy at work asked me to do something which was not in line with our procedures, plus he'd filled out the appropriate documentation wrongly.
A bit of "Do you know who I am? I'm the head of XX desk... " etc.
When he stopped a bit I explained the forms were wrongly completed he threw them on the floor and jumped up and down on them and called for my boss.
Boss arrived and asked what the problem was. Shouty petulant man-baby explains. Boss asks "What did she tell you?" and man-baby explains.
Boss - "Well do that then, and come back."
I think his face was redder then than during the tantrum.

don’t know about anyone else who’s worked in bars but i only order drinks that are bottled because the glass cleaning is rank in most places

Most use industrial dishwashers. Whereas your bottle might have been stored anywhere with anything running around and over the top!

My story is me .

Family holiday to Florida. Went shopping to a mall and I wanted to buy some trainers. Adidas with light blue stripes. My sister decided she wanted and the same ones and oh my god, I just kicked off. Proper crying stamping foot the lot - my issue was that SHE WAS COPYING ME!

Mortified. What a brat. I was 18 (nearly 19 in fact) she was 16 for context! I try and conduct myself in a more becoming manner nowadays, at least when in public

Ex holiday Rep here.
I was in Egypt - sitting in the reception area one morning, helping some guests with some stuff, nothing awful, excursions, lost flight ticket or something and I hear this shouting.

’where the f*ck is she, I’ll feckin have her for this, fecking disgraceful’…….
the whole reception falls quiet as Bertie Big Gob marches through reception with a plate from the breakfast room.

’oi you rep’ he shouts at me (I remained straight faced and tight lipped and just looked him straight in the eye’

‘what the feck is this shite, this holiday has cost me a bomb and I get served this crap’

He plonked his plate (with two fried eggs, some grilled tomatoes and three and a half sausages) down in front of me.

’looks like a perfectly nice breakfast to me Sir, what can I help you with seeing as your own Rep isn’t here today’ - he wasn’t even my guest!!!!

’these aren’t English pork sausages’

’You’re quite right, they’re probably beef or chicken’

’What the feckin hell’

’Stop swearing, you’re making a show of yourself. This is a Muslim country, they don’t eat pork. Now please remove your plate and remember you are a guest in this country. You’re behaviour is unacceptable and unnecessary. There are plenty of choices for breakfast if these sausages don’t appeal to you, I should point out here that the ‘bacon’ is not real bacon either’, now excuse me I have other guests to speak with’.

As previous posters have said, you get to see who people really are when you work in food or retail service.

I've worked in both and so many customers think they are entitled to take their superiority complexes out on you. It was especially bad when I worked in fast food service.

It's very interesting to see how someone talks to someone they think doesn't matter. That's when you see what sort of person they really are.

LOL!

@OoooSweetChildOMine it's more hissy fitting over the flavour pringles they wanted have sold out or there's no bacon sandwiches left.

What's baffling is people go to airports and think that the shit show is a normal way to travel.

@maddiemookins16mum

What an absolute fucking twat that man was. I’d have enjoyed putting him in his place, lucky you.

I've worked in retail, as a manager, so I've seen all sorts. People are vile. Retail stand out is the man having a tantrum because he hadn't got the receipt and so I couldn't - under v strictly enforced store policy- detag his t-shirt with the security tag left on. He actually threw it at my face. Runner up is the lady who ignored v boldly graphiced info on the click & collect webpage whilst buying and then discovered on the day that we didn't get weekend deliveries so her "careful order timing" was pointless. She lost her shit at me, screaming "but this is TOWN NAME" over and over. So many more stories, too.

Out of retail, I was walking down a quiet street in Kensington on an April eve this year when I heard a scream. Couldn't see where it came from. Then I heard raised voices and heard muffled thuds. A man was stood in the street very patiently, looking v calm and occasionally checking his phone whilst a woman- I would guess his gf- screamed and shouted at him, and aimed slaps at his torso and arms. They were purposeful and really thudded as they landed. He didn't retaliate at all as she worked herself into a right lather. He seemed unbothered. They weren't English and I had no idea what they were rowing about but it seemed to have started in the car- he was holding the keys. If he went to walk off, she followed him and got in his face screaming and aiming more slaps.

Went out to local restaurant with a large group of friends, one of our group ordered g and t with fever tree tonic,was snottilly told that a, they didn't stock it and b, it wasn't worth it! This same idiot tore a strip off the staff member who had brought our second bottle of red wine, she had accidentally bought us the more expensive version. If you tell staff off it shouldn't be in public. Funnily enough, some weeks later there was an item in the paper about a similar happening in a high end London restaurant where the staff member had served a hugely expensive bottle instead of the one ordered, the restaurant owners response was that everyone makes a mistake sometimes . Our group refuse to go back to the restaurant.

On a packed train (previous train cancelled) Many people standing, me & my pal sat under the luggage racks between carriages (we were about 20 years old at the time). Posh, entitled woman (PEW), barging past standing passengers:
PEW 'I simply must have a seat! I've paid for my ticket & I'm practically blind!'
My pal: 'You'd have to be, to wear that outfit'
Cue much hilarity.

My 9 months pregnant boss throwing a box at her secretary’s head (still no idea why), my dad coming home to find the fire not lit and calling my mom and her 4 children a ‘bunch of fecking pisspots’, a client who I advised I no longer wanted to work with because of his abusive behaviour to support staff threatening to report me and my company to our regulatory body if I refused to continue to work with him ….my list is LONG!

My exH suffered with airport rage. He went off on a check in clerk because his bag was overweight. I rejigged it with mine but she refused to deal with him at all. Another time he perceived a couple had jumped the security queue and flew off the handle with them. I was always mortified when he acted like a giant man baby. One of the many reasons he is my ex …

Me I’m afraid. My ex (the relationship was nearing its natural conclusion) tried to tell me that when you stop on a journey, it adds on twice the amount of time you’ve stopped to the journey time. He argued that this is because you have to slow down and then speed up again. He would NOT accept that he was wrong in 99% of cases. I became incandescent with rage and demanded he let me out of the car (on a motorway) and I would find a way to get a train home. When he refused to stop I threatened to call the police and tell them he was holding me hostage in his car.

utterly ridiculous but also he was infuriating

Shepherds pie = Lamb

Cottage pie = Beef

Correct.

My ex-boss screaming at me because I’d followed the instructions given by his wife ( the other half of the jointly owned and managed business) and she was too scared of him to tell the truth. I resigned on the spot and walked out.

Well done maddiemoonkins that hotel guest sounds like a complete idiot.

A well dressed man in a 3 piece suit, briefcase etc having an actual foot-stamp and wail because I wouldn’t sell him a glass of wine at 8-35am! He moaned and muttered that much at what a ‘poor show’ it was, I gently suggested that maybe I wasn’t the one with an issue…🤷‍♀️
Idiot🙄

I was on an Easyjet flight home from Europe on Sunday. The flight was already delayed so I could sense a few people were stressed, but it was no excuse for what happened next. For context, Easyjet now has 3 tiers of luggage. You can bring a small cabin bag that has to fit under the seat in front of your chair, or you can pay extra for a larger cabin bag which can go in the overhead locker, you can also pay even more for hold luggage. It means you need to pack really light if you don't want to pay for extra luggage, but it's one of the terms you accept with really cheap flights.
My DP and I boarded the plane and were seated, along with most of the other passengers, when a man boarded the plane and loudly declared that he couldn't fit his bag under his seat. I guess he'd managed to get this huge bag past the staff at the gate and smuggled it into the plane because it was clear to see that this bag was waaay over the "allowed" size of a small cabin bag.
Anyway, Mr Angry Man then wanted to put his bag in an overhead locker by his seat so started to open the lockers, but saw they were all already full (he was one of the last on the plane and from the conversations I'd overheard him have with cabin crew, he had not paid for anything other than a small cabin underseat bag).
Cue lots of shouting and swearing before he literally started to get other people's bags from the overhead and put them in the aisle to fit his bag in an overhead, while we could still hear him shouting about how he didn't know he had to pay extra for an overhead bag, he's "not paying a fucking penny extra" etc.
The airhostess tried to deescelate the situation by saying that there was space in an overhead locker he could use but it was a bit further up the plane than where he was sat, which for most people would be a fine resolution, right? Oh no, not for Mr Angry Man.
Cue more shouting about how "pathetic this is", before he stomped his way up to the empty overhead, THREW his bag in there and then stomped back down to his seat. He kept saying he didn't think he should have to sit so far away from his bag as he would have to wait to get it out of the overhead locker. Lots of us on the plane giggled and exchanged looks with each other and didn't think much more of it.
UNTIL the plane had literally landed in England, we were still on the "braking" stage where the plane had just touched down and was slowing down (we weren't even taxiing at this point we were still on the runway), and to my disbelief I see Angry Man marching up the aisle to get his bag. He was accosted by an air hostess but I felt bad for her because he was so rude to her and at this point of the flight everyone is meant to be seated with their belts on so she was in danger due to him not wanting to wait to get his bag until he was able to get to that part of the plane when the plane stopped. He was frogmarched back to his seat, but as soon as the seat belt sign came off, I kid you not he RAN to the overhead to get his bag, pushing past the other passengers who had stood up, and then went on another shouting tyrade about how "fucking disgraceful" it was. I didn't want to point out that his own disorganisation and failure to read the T&Cs had caused this, but it provided a lot of entertainment for my partner and I in what was an otherwise regular flight.

My eldest brother had an absolute hissy fit by text because I started discussing something he'd put on FB. He texted me to demand that I didn't EVER respond to any of his posts, that I didn't know what I was talking about and he did because he was AN HISTORIAN and I was just a sheep. I had NO RIGHT to try and make him look small, that all his friends thought I was an idiot and and and...

I called him a twat. He responded by telling me I couldn't even spell, that it was spelled TWIT. I told him that he needed to brush up on modern slang and quickly blocked him.

Haven't spoken to him since (he's not a nice man anyway)

Years ago when I was very young and naive,

I met someone who lived with his parents.
I was having some reservations about him and started to doubt his many elaborate stories of why he lived with them and how rich he actually was. (There were a lot of red flags but I wasn’t in a good place at the time).
Anyway, one night he had invited me to his works Christmas do which was in a nice spa hotel, overnight stay etc.
I was at his waiting to leave and he started absolutely screaming and ranting at his poor mum because he wanted to wear a particular shirt and she had ironed the wrong one.
I cringed as I watched them try to console him and calm everything down while he was literally jumping up and down shaking over ‘her’ mistake.
I instantly got the ick and we split up that night.
I found out much later on his parents had got him out of serious debt and he lived with them to control his spending.

A teacher (deputy head at a primary school!) used to stamp her foot and shout, ‘Is it me?!’ when kids didn’t understand her lessons.

It was her.

Currently sat listening to our downstairs neighbour shout and swear at the football gameSo far we've had moans of despair, something thrown across the room and what sounds like stamping his feet like a toddler. This is a grown man.