Those Silly Ethnics And Their Funny Words
Customer: “Do you have burrito wrappers?”
Me: “Do you mean tortillas?”
Customer: “Well, I guess you could call them that.”
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The Agony And The Ecstasy
(I am working for a call center that exclusively deals with UPS.)
Me: “Thank you for calling. How may I help you?”
Client: “I need to track a package.”
Me: “I would be happy to help you with that. Do you have a tracking number?”.
Client: “Yes, I do…” *proceeds to read off the tracking number*
Me: “I’m sorry, that’s not coming up as a valid tracking number. There doesn’t appear to be enough numbers. Could you read it to me again?”
(The client gives me the number again, to no avail. I spend the next few minutes attempting to use what information is available to try and locate the package… with the client coming close to tears when I am unsuccessful. Finally, her boyfriend comes on the line and proceeds to yell at and berate me, using all sorts of expletives, due to my inability to find this package.)
Client’s Boyfriend: “Look, I can’t understand why you cannot locate this package. I mean, I have the tracking number. It says right here, FEDEX TRACKING NUMBER!”
(There is a pause.)
Client’s Boyfriend: *sheepishly* “This is UPS, isn’t it?”
Me: “Yep. Is there anything else I can help you with?”
(*click*)
Those Darned Post-Its Of Death
User: “My computer’s not working properly. It stopped working when you were up here doing whatever you were doing, so you need to fix it.”
Tech Support Engineer: “I was upstairs writing down names. I wrote your name on a Post-It note. I’m not sure how that broke your computer.”
Today, All My Questions Shall Be Stupid
Customer: “What size is this rug?”
Me: *reading label* “54” x 72″.”
Customer: “So how big is that?”
Me: “In centimetres? It’s…”
Customer: “No, in inches.”
Me: “It’s 54 inches x 72 inches.”
Customer: “OK. And what colour is it?”
Me: “Lilac.”
Customer: “Right… and would it look good in my lounge?”
Me: “I don’t know… I’ve never seen your lounge.”
Customer: “No, I guess you haven’t. Do you think I have room for it?”
Me: “…”
Captain Obvious Strikes Back
Customer: “Yes, how much is your ‘four dollar car wash?'”
Me: “It’s four dollars, ma’am.”