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    Biting The Hand That Feeds You

    | The Netherlands |

    (Even though I stutter a bit, I never had any trouble helping customers. This customer thought otherwise.)

    Me: “C-can I help you sir?”

    Customer: *odd look* “Yes, I’d like a pack of cigarettes.”

    Me: “Okay, that’s th-three ni-ninety please.”

    Customer: “HELP! THIS GIRL CAN’T HELP ME!”

    (At this point my colleague enters the shop, standing at the second cash register which is closed.)

    Customer: “You! You can help me!”

    Colleague: “I’m sorry, this cash register is closed. My colleague will help you.”

    Customer: “But she can’t help me!”

    (A line was begins to form behind the customer.)

    Customer, to me: “So… he says you can help me.”

    Me: “No, I can’t help you.”

    Customer: “WHY?!”

    Me: “I don’t help a**holes.”

    Customer: *swears and leaves the store*

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    Honey, He Ain’t A Scrapbooking Project

    | Michigan, MI, USA |

    (I witnessed this on the hospital floor where I work. A patient’s daughter comes out of a hospital room and stands in the hallway, staring around looking lost.)

    Nurse’s aide: “Can I help you?”

    Daughter: “Yeah… can I have a stapler?”

    (The nurse’s aide walks about two steps away to get a stapler and then thinks better of this request.)

    Nurse’s aide: “Why do you want a stapler?”

    Daughter: “My dad’s IV tubing is getting in his way. I thought it would be better if we stapled it to his arm.”

    Nurse’s aide: “Um, I think tape would work better for that.”

    Daughter: “You guys have tape here?”

    Nurse’s aide: “Yeah, I have some here in my pocket.”

    (The aide walks into the room to secure the IV tubing before any more of his genius children try to help.)

    Daughter: *muttering* “I still think a stapler is a better idea…”

    Ah, Fathers, Part 2

    | Commack, NY, USA | Top

    (I’m working in an electronics retail store, and see a man in his late 40′s with a kid no older then 10.)

    Me: “Welcome sir, did you get…”

    (I look in his cart and see that it’s mostly filled with identical Spongebob DVDs.)

    Me: “… everything?”

    Man: “I guess so.”

    Boy: “MORE SPONGEBOB! SPONGEBOB! SPONGEBOB!”

    Man: “Alright, let’s go get some more.”

    (About 5 minutes later he comes back, with more Spongebob DVDs… the same ones, to be exact.)

    Man: “Alright, I think this is enough.”

    (I ring him up, and the total comes to about $550.00 USD.)

    Me: *whispering* “Uhh, sir… these are mostly the same thing.”

    Man: “Oh, don’t worry about it. I hate my life anyway.”

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    My Parents Threatened To Do This Monthly

    | Chicago, IL, USA |

    (I worked at a sandwich place. The order area had a counter. A man walks in carrying his year old child, and sets the child on the counter.)

    Man: “Do you guys take trades?”

    We Can Thank Hollywood And “Hacker” Films For This

    | Columbus, OH, USA | Bizarre

    Me: “Can I help you?”

    Caller: “My car won’t start.”

    Me: “Excuse me?”

    Caller: “My car won’t start. It ran fine earlier but since I’ve visited your site it won’t turn over.”

    Me: “Uh… is your computer attached to your car? Draining the battery?”

    Caller: “No, the computer is in the house.”

    Me: “I’m sorry, but I don’t see how visiting a web site, let alone ours, could affect the operation of your car.”

    Caller: “I thought this was tech support?”

    Me: “That’s correct. We are not car mechanics, however.”

    Caller: “Look, I hear about web sites hacking into people’s lives all the time. I see no reason why they couldn’t hack cars or anything else they wanted.”

    Me: “Are you kidding?”

    Caller: “No! My car worked fine earlier! I went to your site and now it won’t start. Why are you hacking me?!”

    Me: “We aren’t. You don’t have a clue what you’re talking about.”

    Caller: “F*** YOU! GET OUT OF MY CAR, YOU–”

    Me: *click*

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