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    Marrying Together Archaic Ideas

    | Australia | Family & Kids, Health & Body, Spouses & Partners

    (I have a long-time repeat client, old but quite nice. As I am finishing up going through the paperwork and vouchers for his identical biannual holiday with his wife, I inform him I won’t be able to assist with his next trip as I’d be on maternity leave but I’ll pass his file over to my manager and she’ll be quite happy to assist.)

    Client: *blank look* “But you’re not… married.”

    Me: “Well… no…?”

    Client: “How can you be going on maternity leave, then?”

    Me: “Because I’m having a baby?”

    Client: But you’re not MARRIED?!”

    Me: “Uh, I know, but I appear to be pregnant and as I am having a child I need maternity leave…”

    Client: “BUT. YOU’RE. NOT. MARRIED. How can you be PREGNANT?”

    (Every week for the next seven months he came into my office, sat in front of me, and implored me to go and get married, to anyone – maybe that man over there? – because I needed to be married to have a child. Well, I have a child and I’m still not married. Occasionally he goes back into my old store and asks if I’m married yet.)

    Knowledge On Fizzy Is Fuzzy, Part 2

    , | Williamston, MI, USA | Crazy Requests, Food & Drink, Technology

    (I’m a manager at a fast food restaurant. It’s a little past six am, and we have just opened, when the phone rings.)

    Me: “This is [Store]. How may I help you?”

    (The caller sounds like a teenage girl.)

    Caller: “Hi! Um… so… I was wondering… Do you have any pop without fizz?”

    Me: “Well, we have Orange HiC, Frutopia, and Powerade. Those are all of the fountain drinks that don’t have fizz.”

    Caller: “But don’t you have any POP without fizz?”

    Me: “No ma’am, I’m sorry. We don’t.”

    Caller: “Well, couldn’t you just… take the fizz out?”

    Me: “No, ma’am, I’m sorry. I don’t really have a way of doing that. It comes out of the fountain that way.”

    Caller: “But, aren’t the syrup and the fizz separate? Couldn’t you make it come out without the fizz?”

    Me: “I don’t believe so.”

    Caller: “Well, couldn’t you try?”

    Me: “I don’t think so. I’d be messing with a lot of equipment that I’m not really qualified to operate, and I wouldn’t want to break anything.”

    Caller: “Oh. Well, that’s very disappointing.”

    Me: “I’m sorry about that. Is there anything else I can help you with today?”

    Caller: “Yes! Can I get a burger?”

    Me: “Yes, if you come into the store and order one.”

    Caller: “Oh. I could come in right now and get one? It isn’t breakfast or something?”

    Me: “Well, yes, we do serve breakfast until 11 am. I just meant that I can’t take your order or give you food over the phone; if you want to order food, you’d need to come up to the store and order it in person.”

    Caller: “But you’re on breakfast until 11 am?”

    Me: “Yes, ma’am.”

    Caller: “Oh. Well… thanks… I guess…”

    Me: “Is there anything else I can help you with today?”

    Caller: “No, I guess not.”

    Me: “All right! Thank you for calling. Have a great day!”

    Caller: “Bye!”

    Me: *bursts out laughing*

    Coworker: “What the heck was that about?”

    Me: “Either that was one of the most entertaining prank calls I’ve ever gotten, or… Well, I don’t want to think about it if she was actually serious!”

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    The Uniform Response

    | San Antonio, TX, USA | Bad Behavior, Food & Drink, Military, Top

    (I’m in a chain restaurant with my family when a group of four soldiers from the base come in. The group is very loud and rowdy, but no one wants to say anything because they’re soldiers. However, as they all order alcoholic drinks for ‘pre-gaming,’ they just get louder and rowdier. Finally, another customer at the table next to theirs has had enough.)

    Customer: “Excuse me. Can you four please quiet down? We’re all trying to enjoy our dinners.”

    Soldier #1: “With all due respect, shove it.”

    Soldier #2: “We’re willing to go out and die for your freedom and you can’t even let us have dinner?”

    Soldier #3: “We’re just trying to celebrate [Soldier #1]‘s promotion, lady. Chill.”

    Soldier #1: “Show some f****** respect.”

    (The customer takes a deep breath, stands up and turns around, revealing a missing arm.)

    Customer: “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Major [Customer] and I’ve recently been transferred to the base here after spending a few months in Walter Reed. I lost my arm to an IED in Iraq. I want all of your names. I’ll be talking to your C.O. as soon as I leave here, and I have a feeling you won’t be celebrating that promotion long. Now please keep your voices down so all of these people can enjoy their dinners, and stop being a disgrace to the uniform.”

    (The whole restaurant applauded her.)

    Hiss-terical

    | WA, Australia | At The Checkout, Bizarre

    (I am having a pretty good day, with no bad customers. A middle aged customer comes up to my till.)

    Customer: “Mhhhhrmrrm.”

    Me: “… Okay. Would you like a bag?”

    Customer: “Mhhrrrrmrmr!”

    Me: “…  Do you have a rewards card?”

    Customer: “Mhhrrrrmrmr.”

    Me: *concerned* “Will that be credit or cash?”

    Customer: “HISSSSSSS!”

    (I jump back in surprise, but act as normally as possible for someone who has been spat on and hissed at.)

    Me: “Have a nice day!”

    Customer: “Mhhhhr!”

    Me: *to Boss* “What was that?”

    Boss: “Oh, she comes in here a lot. If you say the wrong thing she hisses at you.”

    (I transferred off tills very quickly after that!)

    A War Veteran Ally

    | PA, USA | At The Checkout, Military, Spouses & Partners

    (We have a regular customer who is a WW II veteran, at least 90-years-old, and lives alone. He prides himself on being cantankerous. I always make an effort to be nice to him so that he’ll have no excuse for throwing his food on the belt, insulting us, etc. I’m a young woman, and I wear a LGBT-rainbow bracelet to work.)

    Me: *while ringing up items* “Good morning, sir. How are you today?”

    Customer: “You’re nice to me. Most people aren’t, you know.”

    Me: “Well, you served our country. That seems a pretty good reason to be nice to you. Alrighty, sir, your total today is $13.95.”

    Customer: “Good. I’ve got enough left over to take you out to lunch.”

    Me: “You’ll have to check with my girlfriend on that.”

    Customer: *as he pulls out money* “Are you lookin’? Don’t look!”

    (This is a regular thing with him. I just smile and look away, holding out my hand for the money. My bracelet is in plain sight.)

    Customer: “I don’t like a suspicious woman!”

    Me: *deliberately, but lightly* “Neither does my girlfriend. Good thing I’ve been faithful to her the whole two years we’ve been together.”

    (Customer finishes handing me the money.  I ring him up, then give him the change and the receipt. My bagger is stifling laughter.)

    Customer: “You know I’m only gonna get worse if you let me.”

    Me: “I’ll let my girlfriend know, but I think you’re pretty harmless.”

    Customer: “And I think you’re pretty, especially when you smile.”

    Me: “Thank you. I’ll have to tell my girlfriend that! You have a good day, sir.”

    Customer: “Don’t tell me what to do!” *grins and scooters off*

    Bagger: “I don’t think he gets it.”

    Me: “He treated me exactly the same as he would if I’d mentioned a boyfriend. Who knows, maybe he’s an LGBT ally!”

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