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    Your Prank Got Spanked

    | Denver, CO, USA | Top

    (This happened to a friend of mine who owns a gun shop.)

    Friend: “Hello, this is–”

    Caller: *twelve year old sounding voice* “Your mom!”

    Friend: “What?”

    Caller: “What your mom said.”

    Friend: “A prank caller are we?”

    Caller: *mocking tone* “A prank caller are we?”

    Friend: “Do your parents know what you’re doing? Because I have caller ID and I can call them back later.”

    Caller: “My parents are out of town… duuuhhh!”

    Friend: “You must have absolutely no idea what kind of store you just called, then.”

    Caller: “A GAY store?”

    (My friend puts the phone down and opens the locker behind the counter and retrieves a shotgun. He holds it next to the phone and pumps the action.)

    Friend: “Can you guess now?”

    Caller: “…”

    Friend: “You know, your caller ID gave me a first and last name. All I need to do is open a phone book and I can find your address.”

    Caller: *click*

    Smoked

    | Spokane, WA, USA | Top

    Me: “How can I help you, sir?”

    Customer: “I want one single cigarette.”

    Me: “No problem, can I see your ID?”

    Customer: “What? Do I look 14 to you?”

    Me: “No, you look 18, but unless I get ID I can’t sell them to you.”

    Customer: “Why cant you sell me the beer and a cigarette?”

    Me: “I am sorry, sir, but I could lose my job if I sold it to you without ID.”

    Customer: “Oh, I am sure your job is sooo great and pays you a lot?!”

    Me: “I’m not the one who can’t afford more than one cigarette.”

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    Grog Carry Bag, Grog Not Fashion Consultant

    | Houston, TX, USA | Top

    Customer: “What do you think about this bra?”

    Customer’s husband: “Umm… sure.”

    Customer: “Okay, should I get this one in white or black?”

    Customer’s husband: “I don’t know! I don’t wear them, I just take them off of you!”

    Also seen on: Not Always Romantic.

    Of All The Lies To Tell

    | Evansville, IN, USA | Top

    Snooty customer: “I want a milkshake, but I want it made THICK. Last time I had a shake here, it was like drinking ice cream flavored water!”

    Me: “I can assure you that I can make you a very thick milkshake, ma’am. What flavor would you like?”

    Snooty customer: “A milkshake! I want a milkshake!”

    Me: “Yes, ma’am. What FLAVOR of milkshake would you like?”

    Snooty customer: “I told you I wanted an extra chocolaty chocolate one!”

    Me: “Yes, ma’am. One extra chocolaty chocolate milkshake, thick.”

    (I fill the milkshake cup with chocolate ice cream and use hot fudge sauce instead of chocolate syrup. I add maybe a tablespoon of milk. I get it mixed up, ring her up and she leaves. A few minutes later she returns, cuts in front of about 10 people waiting in line and slams her milkshake on the counter.)

    Snooty customer: “I want to talk to a manager! I want to know why no one here can do their d*** job!”

    Manager: “How can I help you, ma’am?”

    Snooty customer: “I told that girl there I wanted a normal chocolate milkshake, and this is so thick I can’t get it through the straw! I just gave myself a headache trying to drink this thing! I demand double my money back, a free milkshake and some Ibuprofen!”

    Manager: “Ma’am, I was standing right behind her when you placed your order. She made you what you asked for. An extra chocolaty shake that was thick. I am not returning your money or giving you a new milkshake.”

    Snooty customer: “But, my husband is Dr. *** and I always get what I want!”

    (Suddenly, another customer who has been standing in line and watching the whole thing speaks up.)

    Another customer: “Excuse me B****, but Dr. *** is my BROTHER and you sure as h*** aren’t his wife, you d*** liar!”

    Snooty customer: *leaves in a huff*

    (My manager gave the other customer her entire order on the house. She deserved it, whether it was true or not.)

    Kids, This Is What We Call “Scapegoating”

    | Orange, CA, USA | Top

    Kid: “Mommy, I want this candy!”

    Mom: “No, you can’t have the candy. Put it back.”

    Kid: “I WANT THIS CANDY!”

    Mom: “You can’t have it!”

    Kid: “I WANT THIS CANDY!”

    (At this point, the mom takes the candy from the kid and hands it to me.)

    Mom: *points at me* “The bad man took the candy! You can’t have it because the bad man took it!”

    Kid: *in tears* “Why did you take the candy?!”

    Me: *speechless*

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