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    Chez Cinema

    | Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada |

    (Note: we’re in a movie theater.)

    Customer: “So, you guys got, like, showers here and everything?”

    Me: “No, we don’t.”

    Customer: *looking revolted* “Gross! So you guys just don’t wash?”

    Me: “Well, not here, but when we’re at home, yes.”

    Customer: “So you guys don’t have, like, rooms here or nothin’?”

    Me: “No, sir, we don’t live at the movie theater.”

    Customer: “THAT’S THE DUMBEST THING I EVER HEARD! *stomps off*

    Me: “…”

    Lenin, Inc.

    | Annapolis, MD, USA |

    Customer: “You only have two showings of American Carol! That’s just plain un-American! You’re all d**ned communists.”

    Me: “I’m sorry sir, but it wasn’t selling well so we had to split it with another movie.”

    Customer: “No – it’s because you’re g**d**n commies.”

    Me: “No, sir, that’s actually capitalism. We move the movies that don’t sell well to less show times so as to maximize profits.

    Customer: “No, capitalism is American and no real American would move a movie down just because it wasn’t making money!”

    The Tiny Flaw In An Otherwise Brilliant Plan

    | Marietta, GA, USA |

    (I work at customer service and this lady could not return a lamp because it was past our 90-day return policy.)

    Me: “I’m sorry ma’am, the transaction for the lamp does not show up on your credit card. Has it been more than 90 days?”

    Customer: “No, I dont think so! Try it again.”

    (I try two more times and sure enough, the same thing happens.)

    Me: “Ma’am, if you bought the lamp more than 90 days ago, it does not show up in our system anymore. We can do a store credit return if you would like, but you would get the lowest price which is about $3 less.”

    Customer: “Fine. It was 92 days ago! Now can I return it?”

    Me: “I cannot do that. That purchase is not in our system anymore and the computer will only allow me to give you store credit at that price.”

    (A long argument ensues and I tell her the same things.)

    Customer: “Well, you know what? I’m going to buy this lamp again and then use THAT receipt to return it!”

    Me: “Why would you want to do that? You would technically own two and then you’re returning one. It makes no difference.”

    Customer: “Then I’ll buy a NEW one and use that receipt to return my broken one!”

    Me: “I cannot allow you to do that. I am the supervisor and would have to report that sort of potential activity to our store security and managers.”

    Customer: “How did you know what I’m going to do?!”

    Me: “…um, because you just told me?”

    Unlimited Food, Limited Intelligence

    | Delaware, USA |

    (I’ve just served the customers their unlimited salad bowl…)

    Customer: “Well, where’s my salad?”

    Me: “The bowl on the table is for everyone to share. That’s why I brought everyone their own salad plates.”

    Customer: “Yes, but where is my bowl of salad? Don’t I get my own?”

    Me: “Well, it’s supposed to be served family style where everyone eats from the same bowl.”

    Customer: “So, they are trying to cheat me out of my salad.”

    Me: “Well, it’s an unlimited salad bowl so you get unlimited free refills.”

    Customer: *turns to his wife* “See, that’s where they get you. There’s always a catch…”

    Me: “Just let me know if you need more salad…”

    With Thought, Care And Testosterone

    | Rockaway Beach, OR, USA |

    Female Conference Attendee: “Where’s the cook? This food is amazing, and I want to give my regards to the cook.”

    Me: “That’s great to hear – if you wait a moment, I’ll get him out of the back.”

    (I return with the cook.)

    Me: “This is ****, and he is our head cook.”

    Attendee: *looking behind the head cook* “No, seriously – where’s the cook? I need to talk with her.”

    Cook: “Ma’am, I am the cook. How can I help you?”

    Attendee: *looking askance* “You are NOT the cook. You cannot BE the cook. The food here is so wonderful, so full of love – it MUST be cooked by a woman.”

    Cook: “All right, you caught us. The real cook has her day off today. We’ll thank her when she gets back tomorrow.”

    Attendee: “Yes, you will.” *muttering as she walks away* “Men who cook…sheesh.”


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