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    Category: Pets & Animals

    Would dogs be mans best friend if they realized they are sometimes more intelligent than their owners? Sadly in the world stupid people are allowed to own pets, find out how it can all go horrible wrong from here. Even wild animals cannot escape!

    Weekly Roundup: Cat-astrophic Customers

    | Not Always Right | Pets & Animals, Roundups

    Cat-astrophic Customers! U can haz LOL (& OMG) with this week’s selection of cat-themed customer stories!

    1. No Paws For Thought (4,465 thumbs up)
      We’re not sure what’s more desperate: the bus passenger who can’t bring her cat, or the employee who can’t hang up on her!
    2. Curiosity Feeds The Cat (2,340 thumbs up)
      What a meow-ron: No, your cat doesn’t need to match the one on the cat food packaging.
    3. Models Are Always Catty (3,051 thumbs up)
      We all think our cats are model kitties, but this picky customer thinks cats literally come in models!
    4. A Victim Of Fur-Ball Abuse (2,704 thumbs up)
      This ridiculous owner is definitely “fanciful” if she thinks she can exchange cats willy-nilly.
    5. Not Quite The Cat’s Meow (3,977 thumbs up)
      Strays deserve love, too—but customers need to ensure they’re the correct species first!

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    PS #2: Read more roundups here!

    1-800-WE-R-NICE

    | MO, USA | Awesome Workers, Pets & Animals

    (Our medical device company has an 800 number that is one digit off from another company, which sells skin care products. We therefore get a lot of wrong numbers.)

    Me: “Good morning, [medical devices company], how may I help you?”

    Elderly Lady: “Hello? I need to order some cream. I have a terrible rash on my bottom.”

    Me: “I’m sorry ma’am, but we are [medical devices company], not [skin care company]. I can give you their number.”

    Elderly Lady: “But this rash is terrible! I live in Florida and the heat makes it worse!”

    Me: “I’m sorry to hear that. If you want to write down the—”

    Elderly Lady: “It’s very red and sore! I live alone, you know. My husband died a few years ago. I really need some cream!”

    Me: “Yes, ma’am. But we don’t sell that. Their number is almost the same—”

    Elderly Lady: “I have a cat. Do you like cats?”

    Me: “Yes, ma’am. I do.”

    Elderly Lady: “His name is Buster. He is old like me.”

    (She seems lonely, so I decide to just talk to her for a while. I finally manage to give her the other number.)

    Lady: “Thank you, sweetheart. You are a very nice young lady!” *hangs up*

    Polly Want A Manner

    | Israel | Awesome Customers, Pets & Animals

    (A man walks in with a parrot sitting on his shoulder.)

    Customer: “Hello!”

    Me: “Hi!”

    Customer: “I would like one bun with sunflower seeds!”

    Me: “Here you go.”

    (The customer pays and takes the bun. He then takes off the sunflower seeds and feeds them to his parrot.)

    Me: *laughing* “Bon appetite!”

    Customer: “Thank you!” *to the parrot* “Say thank you!”

    Parrot: “Thank you.”

    Me: “You’re very welcome!”

    ((The customer leaves, still feeding the seeds to his parrot. A few minutes later he comes back with the bun, which is now completely seed free.)

    Customer: “Do you have a trash can? I don’t need it any more.”

    Me: “Ah… sure, give it here.”

    Customer: “Very good! Goodbye!” *to the parrot* “Say goodbye to the girl!”

    Parrot: “Bye bye!”

    (They both leave, having seriously made my day.)

    Stale Popcorn, Fresh Mind

    | Panama City Beach, FL, USA | Awesome Customers, Food & Drink, Pets & Animals

    (I’m working at my zoo’s snack shack. I have to clean the popcorn machine a bit before closing, or else I won’t be done by quitting time. This is approved by my supervisor.)

    Woman: “Miss, I need some—oh, did you not make popcorn today?”

    Me: “Well, I cleaned out the machine, but it’s bagged so they can use it for the animals tomorrow.”

    Woman: “Can I still buy it?” *glances at her two very young children* “I’d have come earlier but they weren’t hungry yet. However, they are dead-set on popcorn.”

    Me: “Ma’am, it’s probably cold. Really cold.”

    Woman: “I don’t care dear. How much? How’s five dollars?”

    Me: “I really think there’s only two dollars with in the bag.”

    Woman: “You get five for being so sweet!”

    (I ring it up as two anyway, and let her put the change in the donation jar since we don’t take tips. The kids happily take the cold popcorn and start chowing down.)

    Woman: “You’re a lifesaver, sweetie! And such good service!”

    (When I take the ‘take-up’ to the gift shop, I see the woman with her kids, still eating the popcorn.)

    Manager: “Good job. She’s really happy. Bought a mess of merchandise to thank us for hiring ‘such a nice girl!’”

    (Both the kids hugged me on my way back out, too!)

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    Went To The Wrong Joint, Part 2

    | CA, USA | Health & Body, Pets & Animals

    (Our clinic has an animal hotel which backs out onto the alley behind. The back entrance is for employees and for taking dogs out for walks, and so only has a small sign to indicate it is an animal clinic. It is otherwise an anonymous-looking building, in an alleyway that looks like several others behind our neighboring strip malls. One such alleyway contains a medical marijuana clinic. It is 8 am on a Sunday. A stranger in his early twenties approaches me as I am taking a dog out for his morning business. I am in my scrubs, and so on the street I am sometimes mistaken for a nurse.)

    Stranger: “Hey, you work here?”

    Me: “Yep, I’m new.”

    Stranger: “Okay, cool. They let you bring your dog to work with you?”

    Me: “No, this is one of our boarders. Can I help you with something?”

    Stranger: “They shouldn’t let you keep dogs in there! What if they ate your stock?”

    Me: “I assure you, the pharmacy is kept well away from them. Did you need something?”

    Stranger: “Yeah, just a dime.”

    Me: *blankly* “I don’t have my wallet with me, I’m sorry.”

    Stranger: *also blankly* “No, I mean… could you let me into the building so I can get it?”

    Me: *thinking he is joking, I laugh* “The clinic is technically closed, sorry. Besides, I don’t think I want you going through my stuff!”

    Stranger: “I don’t get it! My friends said you guys are super helpful! I just want to buy a dime!”

    (At this point, I finally putting the pieces together.)

    Me: “Ah, actually… we aren’t that kind of clinic. That one is the next alley up, but I’m pretty sure they’re closed at this time of day. We’re an animal clinic.”

    Stranger: “S***! Sorry to bother you!”

    (The stranger starts to leave in the direction he came from, but then turns around and goes the way I pointed and laughs.)

    Stranger: “Yeah… I might be a little high.”

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