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  • Young (At Heart), Wild, And Free

    | Seattle, WA, USA | Rude & Risque

    (I am doing a pat down on an older woman in a wheelchair. As I clear each area, I’m letting the woman know that I am moving to a new area. Fairly quickly, it becomes obvious that the woman is intoxicated.)

    Me: “Okay, ma’am, I’m going to clear your back now.”

    Woman: *throws her arms out and says quite loudly* “Honey, I’m loaded! You can do whatever you want to me!”

    The Great State Of Confusion, Part 4

    | Los Angeles, CA, USA | Geography, Top, Tourists/Travel

    (Note: my job at the airport is to give information to tourists as a courtesy.)

    Me: “Hi, how may I help you?”

    Customer: “How do I get to New Orleans from here?”

    Me: “You’ll need to take a flight. It’s on the other side of the country.”

    Customer: “No, it’s not.”

    Me: “Yes, it’s in Louisiana.”

    Customer: *getting mad* “Well, I’m from Houston and I’d be pretty pissed off if I went all this way for nothing!”

    Me: “Wait…if you wanted to go to New Orleans, why did you take a plane to Los Angeles?”

    Customer: “Because I’ve been wanting to visit my old pen pal for awhile to surprise him. Every time I send him a letter, I write ‘New Orleans, LA’ on the envelope. That’s L.A.! That’s where I am, and I know you’re lying!”

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    Cinnabonkers For Cinnamon

    | Boston, MA, USA | Food & Drink, Top, Tourists/Travel

    (There is a flight leaving our airport over an hour later than expected. My department is trying to re-direct passengers to other connecting flights, or reschedule flights they may miss because of the delay. An Irish woman, around 50, approaches the counter.)

    Me: “I apologize for the delay. How can I help you?”

    Customer: “Hello, young man. I must say this delayed flight to Charlotte is unacceptable. I have a connector to Dublin I will need to be on ten minutes after this delayed flight lands. How do you expect me to make it in ten minutes?!”

    Me: “I do apologize for the inconvenience. If you give me a couple of minutes, I can check and see how I can re-route you.” *begins searching* “Ma’am, I do have a direct flight from this airport to Dublin, leaving in about two hours. That will put you in Dublin a couple of hours ahead of schedule.”

    Customer: “So I won’t go to Charlotte?”

    Me: “No, you won’t. And due to the inconvenience, there will be no extra charge for moving you to the direct flight.”

    Customer: “So I won’t go to Charlotte?”

    Me: “No, ma’am.”

    Customer: “Why not?”

    Me: “Ma’am, if I send you on this flight to Charlotte, you won’t have time to make the connector to Dublin. However, if I put you on the flight I’m talking about—”

    Customer: “The one that won’t have me going to Charlotte?”

    Me: “Yes, that one. If I put you on—”

    Customer: “But I want to go to Charlotte.”

    Me: “Let me check and see when the next flight from Charlotte to Dublin is.” *searching* “I have a flight leaving for Dublin tomorrow morning at 6:47 AM. That will put you in Dublin at around 7:00 PM at their local time, almost 24 hours later than if you just—”

    Customer: “I’ll take it!”

    Me: “May I ask why you would rather stay the night here in Boston than take this direct flight I’m offering you?”

    Customer: “The Charlotte airport has a Cinnabon.”

    We Need Signs In Stupid

    | Calgary, Canada | Extra Stupid

    (I am working at the security entrance of the airport. Baggage carts are not allowed into the gate area. I see a gentleman approaching with a cart and it doesn’t look like he is about to store it in the rack. Sure enough, he comes up to the entrance with his cart.)

    Me: “I’m sorry, sir, but the cart is not allowed in the secure area. Please put it in the rack provided.”

    Passenger: “Well, there’s no sign.”

    (I point to one of the two signs framing our door clearly depicting a cart with a red circle and line running through it, indicating the cart was banned.)

    Passenger: “Well, it’s not in English!”

    Me: “Sir, it’s a pictograph. It’s supposed to be easily recognized and understood no matter what language you speak.”

    Passenger: “IT’S STILL NOT IN ENGLISH!”

    No Country For Confused Men

    | Edinburgh, UK | Tourists/Travel

    Customer: “Hi! My friends are coming in from America. Is there any chance I can meet them at their baggage claim?”

    Me: “I’m sorry. Unfortunately, you aren’t allowed to go through the gates at international arrivals. You’ll just have to meet them there.”

    Customer: “Oh, that sucks. Never mind.”

    (The customer begins to leave and suddenly turns back.)

    Customer: “Oh, wait! I’ve got another question.”

    Me: “Sure.”

    Customer: “What country am I in?”

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