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Border-ing On Love For Donut Holes

| Detroit, MI, USA | Awesome Customers, Awesome Workers, Food & Drink, Geography

(This is back when I am a student. I live in Ann Arbor, Michigan. My roommates and I frequently like to drive through Detroit to the nearest border crossing into Windsor, Ontario, Canada. It is less than an hour’s drive. A quite famous Canadian coffee-shop chain, known for its donuts and donut-hole-like small pastries, has not yet expanded its operations into the US.)

Roommate #1: “You know what I want? [Donut holes].”

Me: “Ooh, [Donut holes]! You know I’m always up for [Donut holes]!”

Roommate #2: “[Donut holes] do sound good. We could go; it’s not that far. Hey, [Roommate #3], you want to come with to get [Donut holes]?”

Roommate #3: “To get … [Donut holes]? You mean, like to Canada?”

(This brief attempt at being the voice of reason falls through, and all three roommates and I pile into my car for the drive, about 40 minutes at 1 am. We get to the guard booth.)

Border Guard: “National origin?”

Me: “We’re all Americans.”

Border Guard: “Where do you live?”

Me: “All of us live in Ann Arbor.”

Border Guard: “Destination?”

Me: “Windsor.”

Border Guard: “Length of visit?”

Me: “Um, I’m not sure. Half an hour, something like that? Less than an hour for sure.”

Border Guard: *raising his eyebrows* “Purpose of visit?”

Me: “We really need some [Donut holes]!”

(He laughs at that and waves us through. We obtain our lovely little balls of goodness and head back home, which of course entails another stop.)

Border Guard: “National origin?”

Me: “We’re all Americans.”

Border Guard: “Where have you been in Canada?”

Me: “Just into Windsor.”

Border Guard: “How long were you in Canada?”

Me: “About 45 minutes? Something like that.”

Border Guard: “Uh huh. And the purpose of your visit?”

Me: *with my very best deadpan wide-eyed serious look* “We really, really needed some [Donut holes]!”

(Behind and beside me, my roommates beamed and held up our boxes of [Donut holes], which are pretty distinctive. And then we have our pièce de résistance…)

Me: *holding up another box* “Look, we brought you guys a 20-pack!”

(This would never happen today, of course; too much trouble to do this on a whim, and the guards probably wouldn’t be allowed to accept it, either. I hope the world’s gotten safer, because it’s sure gotten less fun.)


| Reno, NV, USA | Awesome Workers

(Our store sells large plastic balls at the front of our main counter as an attraction for kids. The advertising on them says they bounce up to 75 feet if you throw them hard enough, and as such, they’re very expensive. I’m checking out with a customer when a lady comes up to my side of the counter.)

Customer: “Excuse me. Can you tell me why those balls are expensive?”

(Beyond their advertised bouncing ability, I don’t know of the *real* reason behind the high pricing on the balls, so I literally say the first thing that comes to my mind.)

Me: “Um… because they’re made of magic and awesomeness.”

(Both customers burst out laughing and, while the customer didn’t buy anything, she left with a smile on her face. It was a long shift, but at least I made someone laugh.)

Not Always Right: The Comic – The Land Of The Free To Be Who You Are

| Los Angeles, CA, USA | Awesome Workers, Bigotry, Books & Reading, Comics, Comics Single, Not Always Right: The Comic
Not Always Right: The Comic – The Land Of The Free To Be Who You Are

Some Decent Train-ing

| The Netherlands | Awesome Workers, Transportation

(I’m tired and it’s really late. I take the train home, only to hear that there’s a problem on my normal route and I’ll have take a different one. At this point I’m not in the best of moods, only made worse when I have to switch trains at a station I’m unfamiliar with and have trouble finding out where to go. The end result is that I rush down the stairs to the correct platform, just as the train has closed its doors and starts to leave. Due to the station layout I’m standing at the front of the train and can see the driver. To my utter surprise he seems to spot me as well, hits the brakes, and throws open the door to his cab.)

Driver: “You need to go to [Station]?”

Me: “Umm, yes. Yes, I do!”

Driver: “All right! Quickly, then! Come right this way!”

(He then allowed me to step into the cab and move to the body of the train from there. He saved me from having to wait in the cold, late at night, and seriously made my entire day. I gleefully tell people about the day someone stopped a train for me. I never did dare to send some sort of praise towards the train company, as I fear what he did was not officially allowed, but train driver, if you’re out there, thank you so much!)

A Well-Trained Conductor

| Liverpool, England, UK | Awesome Workers, Criminal/Illegal, Transportation

(I am a passenger travelling on the train when the conductor comes down to check tickets. A passenger in front of me purchases a ticket to the next stop. The train carries on and finally arrives at the next stop of the journey and the conductor notices the passenger is still on board with no intention of moving so approaches the passenger.)

Conductor: “This is your stop.”

Passenger: “No, it’s not.”

Conductor: “You asked for a ticket to the next stop. This is it.”

Passenger: “Well I meant [station several stops away].”

Conductor: “Okay, that’ll be [price].”

Passenger: “Nah, mate.”

Conductor: “You either buy a ticket or get off the train.”

Passenger: “You think I’m soft? I travel this train all the time and never buy a ticket.”

Conductor: “Well, with that information you can either get off this train now or wait here for the police to show up, delaying all of these other passengers.”

(The passenger refuses and the back and forth goes on for a while with customers getting agitated at the passenger. After a few minutes, the conductor goes to the back on the train and makes an announcement.)

Conductor: *over announcement system* “Apologies for the delay of this service. This is due to a lowlife passenger attempting to travel on this service without a valid ticket, who apparently thinks you’re all mugs for buying one.”

(With this, the train erupted into laughter and the passenger quickly got up and ran off the train, avoiding eye contact with everyone. The train then left the station only a few minutes later than planned.)