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    The Oregon Fail, Part 2

    | Spokane, WA, USA | At The Checkout, Canada, Geography

    (I’m working at a national retail electronics store. We’re required to attempt to collect demographic data in the form of a ZIP code, unless the customer is from another country.)

    Me: “That will be [total]. May I have your ZIP code?”

    Customer: “I’m from Ontario. ”

    Me: “Ontario….?”

    Customer: “Oh, my god! You Americans are so ignorant about any other country! You should know it’s in Canada! Honestly!”

    Me: “Ma’am, there is an Ontario, Oregon and an Ontario, California in the US that I know of. Since you’re from Canada, I don’t need your information. Have a nice day.”

    (The customer’s face turned red, and they left immediately.)

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    Fingers Crossed You’ll Find A Solution

    | RetailProvidence, RI, USA | Bizarre, Family & Kids

    (It’s been a long night and our store has given its 15 minute alert for customers to check out before we close the registers. I work in the children’s department and am watching a boy about eight years of age standing at the underwear display looking around nervously and fidgeting.)

    Boy’s Mother: *walks over* “What are you doing?”

    Boy: *whispers something, causing his mother to go red in the face*

    Mother: “Are you SERIOUS? WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? Do you have any common sense at ALL?!”

    (The boy hangs his head as his mother takes a breath. I turn to leave thinking he confessed a wrongdoing to his mom so it wasn’t my business. I’m stopped by a tap on the shoulder.)

    Me: “Yes, ma’am?”

    Mother: “I’m sorry to bug you, but… my son’s finger is stuck in a hole in the display.”

    Me: “Really?”

    Mother: “Yes, sorry about that.”

    Me: *lifting up my walkie talkie* “[Boss]? I have a little boy with his finger stuck in the underwear display… It’s turning purple and I need assistance.

    Boss: “Very funny.”

    Me: *seriously* “No… really.”

    Boss: “Oh, GOD!”

    (Half the store and both managers came to help. It took a mixture of butter substitute, hand sanitizer, and neosporin to save the finger!)

    Bring (From) Home The Bacon

    | MI, USA | Awesome Customers, Food & Drink

    (I’m chatting with a customer as her husband tries on some jeans.)

    Me: “Oh, wow, what is that amazing smell?”

    Customer: “I just baked a bunch of bacon cookies before we came here.”

    Me: “Those sound so good. Oh, look, here he comes. Do they fit okay?”

    (Her husband was really picky about the jeans, but after about an hour I found a few pairs they both liked.)

    Customer: “How long are you working today?”

    Me: “My shift’s up, but I’ll be back tomorrow.”

    (The next day…)

    Customer: “Hi, remember me?”

    Me: “Sure do. Was everything okay with the jeans?”

    Customer: “They’re awesome. I just wanted to give you these.”

    (She hands me a gallon zip lock bag crammed full of bacon cookies. I’m speechless.)

    Customer: “Thank you so much for all your help yesterday.”

    (They were the best cookies ever. Thank you, wherever you are!)

    5 Stories Of Closing Time

    | Not Always Right | Roundups

    Weekly Roundup: 5 Stories Of Closing Time You always get the crazies in the very final minutes

    1. Never Piss Off A Man With A Meat Cleaver (5,000 thumbs up)
    2. The Twelve (Billion) Days Of Christmas (2,446 thumbs up)
    3. Some Allergies Can Be Swept Under The Table (2,601 thumbs up)
    4. I’ll Have Whatever He Had (2,404 thumbs up)
    5. A Tale of Two Poultries, Two Meanings, And Two Hands (2,260 thumbs up)

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    Social Insecurity, Part 3

    | NV, USA | Extra Stupid, Technology

    (I’m one of the owners of a rental company. I had just finished setting up the unit, going over the rental agreement with the customer, and swiping his credit card on my phone.)

    Me: “Okay, sir, would you like us to email you a receipt?”

    Customer: “I really don’t like giving out my email address.”

    Me: “…I just ran your credit card on my phone.”

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