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    Category: Family & Kids

    Tron’s Legacy

    | Florida, USA | Family & Kids, Movies & TV

    (I work at a certain attraction where you run, jump and dance at the video capture station, then that video is put into a video game and the avatar is yourself. A little girl approaches.)

    Me: “Hello sweetheart, have you played before?”

    Girl: “No.”

    Me: “Well, basically you run jump and dance in here. Then, our computers put you into the video game!”

    Girl: “But…how do we get out of the video game?”

    Pray They’re Talking About Baby Goats

    | Texas, USA | Family & Kids, Pets & Animals

    (This takes place after setting up installation date for the caller’s service.)

    Me: “Now, do you have any pets or animals that we need the technician to know about?”

    Caller: “Nah, he’ll be alright. I’ll just tie my kids up in the back-yard.”

    Knocking The Door Of Opportunity

    | Iowa, USA | Family & Kids, Rude & Risque, School

    Parent: "It’s ridiculous that I’m expected to give my information for my daughter to go to college. My parents didn’t pay for my college and I’m not paying for hers. I’m not giving it!"

    Me: "Sir, these are the federal government’s regulations. According to the government, until your daughter is 23, married, or has a dependent of her own, she needs to provide your financial information."

    Parent: "So, you’re saying if she gets married or knocked up, I don’t have to take care of her?"

    Me: "Um…technically, yes."

    Parent: *to daughter* "That’s it. You know what you have to do. You need to get pregnant now."

    Daughter: *looking mortified and whining to her father* "Daaaad!"

    Parent: "I’m serious. If you want to go to college then you’re throwing out your pills and getting yourself knocked up."

    The Mother Of All Sicknesses

    | Mesa, AZ, USA | Family & Kids, Health & Body

    Customer: “I need to get an appointment for my son right away!”

    Me: “Okay, has he seen the doctor before?”

    Customer: “No. He had an appointment but he missed it.”

    (I get the patient’s name and check him in the computer. He missed a consult appointment on 8/10 and didn’t call to cancel. He simply didn’t show up. It is now 9/27.)

    Me: “Okay, our next available appointment is October 22nd.”

    Customer: “That’s not soon enough! Don’t you have anything sooner?”

    Me: “That’s our next available routine appointment. If you want to have his primary care physician call and speak with our doctor, we may be able to move it up, but right now I can’t put him in our emergency slots.”

    Customer: “Why not?”

    Me: “It’s our policy not to give out emergency slots to patients who have previously no-showed appointments.”

    Customer: “What if it’s an emergency?”

    Me: “Given that his original appointment that you missed was six weeks ago, I find that unlikely.”

    Customer: “He’s got hormones in his brain!”

    *long awkward silence*

    Me: “He’s a teenage boy, right?”

    Customer: “It’s an emergency!”

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    A Large Can Of Whoop-A** And A Side Of Just Desserts

    | Australia | Family & Kids, Liars & Scammers, Top

    (Around my restaurant area a lot of kids hang out, most of whom are the unfavorable type. This day in particular, one of them decides to open the door and swear at everyone inside/)

    Kid: “All of you are f***ing b****es!”

    (We ignore it and try to continue work as if nothing happened.)

    Kid: “F*** you, f***ing pigs!”

    (We ignore it again and this repeats for another two times. I am getting very annoyed.)

    Kid: “Girls should stay in the kitchen!”

    Me: “Hey, stop that or I’ll call security.”

    Kid: *looks at me up and down* “Whatever! I bet you want to do me, don’t you?”

    (The kid continues to talk dirty and make gestures to me, so I cut it off there.)

    Me: “Get out of here before I start breaking your legs.”

    (The kid looks shocked, probably because he didn’t expect anyone to snap back at him. He runs away. My co-worker, boss and everyone else in the restaurant applaud and we get back into business. About 20 minutes later, the kid comes back with his mother.)

    Mother: “Look, my son told me you threatened to break his legs! I’m reporting you to the police!”

    Me: “Did he also tell you he was harassing us?”

    Mother: “He told me he was talking to people when you–" *pushes index finger into my chest* "–threatened to break his legs!”

    Me: “I can tell you, now, Ma’am. He was harassing me and the customers.”

    Mother: “Lies! I’ll charge you for threatening a child!”

    Me: “Yes, then I’ll sue him for harassment, sexual harassment and disturbing the peace.”

    (The mother looks at the kid with horror on her face but doesn’t give up just yet.)

    Mother: “You have no proof my son did that! I’ll charge you for psychological damages!”

    Me: “I have plenty of proof on our cameras.” *I point to camera in the back corner, and then to the one at the front* “I also have a room full of witnesses who can give testimony on what he said and did.”

    Mother: *stands on her spot stunned*

    Me: “So do you want your can of whoop-a** here, or shall I serve it to you in court?”


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