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    Those Mosquitoes Can Bite Me

    | Dewitt, MI, USA | Family & Kids

    (This happened a couple of summers ago. It had been a wet and warm summer, so the mosquitoes had been abnormally bad. So, when a young two-and-a-half-year-old boy come through my lane I tried to make conversation…)

    Me: “Hi there, buddy!”

    Boy: *big smile* “Hi!”

    Me: “Looks like some mosquitoes bit ‘cha.”

    Boy: “Yeah! Here…”

    (He points to a bite on his arm.)

    Boy: “Here…”

    (He points to another bite on the same arm.)

    Boy: “Here…”

    (He points to yet another bite on the same arm.)

    Boy: “And here!”

    (The last bite is on his middle finger, which he shows me by flipping me off.)

    Both the mother and me: *laughing hysterically*

    Canada, America’s Hat, Part 6

    | Michigan, USA | Canada, Geography

    (Our company is part of a global organization that holds weekend teaching conferences across North America.)

    Caller: “Do you ever have programs in Canada, or just in the States?”

    Me: “Our territory covers North America. We have programs in the US, Canada, and Bermuda.”

    Caller: “Canada isn’t part of North America.”

    Me: “Yes it is. Canada is part of North America.”

    Caller: “Typical American attitude! Canada is its OWN country!”

    Getting To The Root Of The Problem, Part 3

    | Seattle, WA, USA | Food & Drink

    (I’m a server at an Italian restaurant. I approach a table where my guest is pointing at a moderately-priced item on our wine list.)

    Me: “Hi, there! Welcome to [restaurant]. Can I answer any questions about the wine menu?”

    Customer: “Yeah, I was gonna ask if you had any wines from Venice, but then I realized there’s no dirt there!”

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    Sauce For The Saucy

    | Washington, DC, USA | Food & Drink

    (At our take-out counter, we frequently have people order online and pay by credit card before they arrive. Once in a while, someone forgets they still have to sign the receipt when they get there.)

    Caller: “Yes, hello, I’d like to speak to a manager. I have a take-out complaint.”

    Me: “Oh, I’m sorry. I work at take-out; what seems to be the problem?”

    Caller: “I just came and picked up my order, and it isn’t right at all!”

    Me: “Oh, yes. You came in just a moment ago, grabbed the bag on the counter, and left?”

    Caller: “Yes, and I already paid for it.”

    Me: “True, but that bag wasn’t yours. Sir, that bag was full of our spare packets of soy sauce.”

    Caller: “Oh. I was wondering why you gave me so much of the stuff.”

    Like A Certain Bunny, He Just Keeps Going

    | Pennsylvania, USA |

    (I work at a movie rental store. One night, a strange man comes into my store and asks me a question.)

    Customer: *without making eye contact* “Do you guys have batteries?”

    Me: “No, I’m sorry but we don’t have batteries.”

    Customer: “Are you sure? ‘Cause…uh…I was sure you guys had batteries.”

    Me: “Yeah, I’m sure we don’t have batteries.”

    Customer: “I could have sworn you guys carried batteries.”

    Me: “No batteries, sorry.”

    (For 5 minutes, he keeps asking me if I was sure that we didn’t carry batteries. He eventually leaves. A friend of mine who works at the store next to mine comes in about a half hour later.)

    Friend: “I just had the strangest conversation. Some guy came into my store, and kept asking us if we sold–”

    Me: “Batteries?”

    Friend: “Yeah! How did you know?”


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