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    Category: School

    Goodbye Dolly

    | Indiana, USA | School

    Customer: “Excuse me, can I buy three tickets?”

    Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, we’re sold out.”

    Customer: “Isn’t this [town] High School?”

    Me: “Yes, but this show is sold out.”

    Customer: “How many seats are left?”

    Me: “None. We’re sold out. There’s another show tomorrow at–

    Customer: “Well, next time you should think about being already sold out before you start selling tickets!”

    Completely Immersed In The Lesson

    | Frankenmuth, MI, USA | Family & Kids, School

    (I teach swim lessons but my shift hadn’t started yet so I am in normal clothes and standing behind the front desk.)

    Me: “Hey guys, go ahead and get in, I’ll be in to teach in a few minutes.”

    Mother: “ Who are you?”

    Me: “Miss, your son’s swim teacher.  For the past 2 years.”

    Mother: “Oh! I didn’t recognize you with clothes on!”

    So Slow It Hertz

    | North Carolina, USA | School, Technology, Top

    Caller: “Hi, I think there’s a bug on your website. I can’t log into my account.”

    Me: “Okay, that may be a bug. Let me get some basic information from you. What internet browser are you using?”

    Caller: “What’s a browser?”

    Me: “That’s what you use to surf the Internet. Popular browsers are Internet Explorer and Firefox.”

    Caller: “Oh. I think I’m using Yahoo.”

    Me: “That’s a search engine.

    Caller: “Ask.com?”

    Me: “That’s another search engine. I need to know what browser you use to get to that website.”

    Caller: “Oh, I think I know what you mean. I’m using Hotmail.”

    (This goes on for about 10 minutes. Eventually, we locate the bug. While I’m writing up the report, I’m making small-talk with the customer.)

    Me: “You said you’re in college? What do you study?”

    Caller: “Computer science. I’m really good at it!”

    High School Dropouts Work On The Pharm

    | Boston, MA, USA | Health & Body, School

    (I work as a pharmacy tech at a chain pharmacy. I am also currently in pharmacy school and will be a pharmacist one day.)

    Customer: “You should be ashamed of yourself!”

    Me: “I’m sorry. Can I help you with something?”

    Customer: “No! I refuse to be helped by a high school dropout! You should be ashamed of yourself for working where children can see you! You are going to make them think that it is okay to not have an education!”

    Me: “Ma’am, I am not a high school dropout. I have a high school diploma and I am currently in pharmacy school working towards a Doctor of Pharmacy. I am going to be a pharmacist one day.”

    Customer: “Stop lying! I have never heard of a pharmacist before. You are a high school dropout!”

    Manager: “Can I help you?”

    Customer: “Yes! Your employee is lying to me! She says she is going to be a pharmacist! That job doesn’t exist!”

    (The manager looks at our pharmacist who is near tears from laughing so hard.)

    Manager: “Ma’am, see the man over there? He’s the one who filled your prescription. He is a pharmacist.”

    Customer: “No he isn’t! He just counts pills! You don’t need school for that!”

    Limping Through College

    | Flint, MI, USA | Books & Reading, School

    Customer: “Can you help me find the book for my class?”

    Me: “Sure. Do you have your course schedule?”

    Customer: “Uh, no. Why?”

    Me: “They tell me what books are needed for each class.”

    Customer: “Cool.”

    Me: “So, I need to know what class you’re taking.”

    Customer: *blank stare*

    Me: “English, Math, Physics, Biology? If you can tell me what the course is, we might be able to find it that way.”

    Customer: “Sorry, dude. I’m new to this whole college thing.”

    Me: “How about your professor’s name? We’ve got quite a few professors that only teach one class.”

    Customer: “My class is at night. Wednesdays, I think. And my teacher is a lady, with a limp.”

    Me: *Looking at a course card.* “I found it! Wednesday nights, with the lady who limps.”

    Customer: “Bro, you’re a life saver.”

    Me: “I was kidding.”

    Customer: “So, that’s not my book then?”

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