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    Your Car Must Have A Telepathic Transmission

    | Ohio, USA | Crazy Requests, Top

    (A customer calls my shop asking for a price on a car part.)

    Customer: “I need a price on a piece for a window in my car. No other shop seems to be able to give me a price.”

    Me: “Sure, ma’am, I’d be glad to help you. What kind of car do you have, and what part is broken?”

    Customer: “Does that matter?”

    Me: “Well yes, ma’am…prices are different depending on what part and what car.”

    Customer: “Well, I’m not giving you that information!”

    Me: “Unfortunately, without a little more to work with I won’t be able to find out what it would cost you. If you’d be willing to tell me the vehicle and part, I could get you an exact price.”

    Customer: “Okay, smarta***, don’t give me an exact price then. Just give me a ball park.”

    Me: “Well, the part could range anywhere from $50 to $3,000. But again, it all depends on the year, make, model, and what part is broken.”

    Customer: “I don’t appreciate being patronized! There is no way that this could cost $3,000!”

    Me: “Well, ma’am, it could depending on what the damaged part—”

    Customer: “I want to give you a business tip: if a customer asks for a price, you give them an exact price! You don’t give them a ball park figure if they ask for an exact price, and you certainly don’t make up outrageous figures like that. If you expect to stay in business, you should work on being more helpful! *slams down phone*

    Exes Can Drive You Crazy

    | Nampa, ID, USA | Bigotry

    (Note: I am a female employee at an auto parts store. A woman walks in.)

    Me: “How can I help you?”

    Woman: “I need a tail light bulb for my Chrysler. Oh, and could you come out and show my ex-husband how to take the old one out? I’d love for you to show him up!”

    (I go outside and help him switch out his taillight. As I’m walking back into the store, I hear him say…)

    Man: *to ex-wife* “You had to pick the only girl in the store to help us, didn’t you?!”

    The One That Has Wheels And Moves

    , | Missouri, USA | Extra Stupid

    (I work at a tire center. More often than we’d like, we get completely clueless customers coming in for tire replacements.)

    Customer: “Hello, I’d like to get my tires changed.”

    Me: “Sure, what’s the year, make, and model of your vehicle?”

    Customer: “I’m really not sure of any of that. Do you need it?”

    Me: “Yeah, we need to know so we can get the right size of tires. Do you know if your car is a Chevy? A Ford? Dodge?”

    Customer: “I don’t know, but I think the name starts with an E?”

    Me: “Okay, is it a car, truck, or SUV?”

    Customer: “I’m really not sure.”

    Me: “Okay, let’s just step outside on the parking lot. You can point your car out for me and I can get the information there.” (The customer stands at the door and points out to the lot, which is filled with cars.)

    Customer: “It’s the white one.”

    (I go outside and begin to walk to the first white car I see.)

    Customer: “What are you doing?! I said the white one! The white one!” *points to another white car in a different direction* “You don’t know what you’re doing! Who hired you?”

    Cost-Benefit Analysis

    , | Dalton, GA, USA | At The Checkout, Rude & Risque

    (A customer comes in to pick up his Viagra prescription. I’m trying not to be awkward and ring him up as if it’s any other order.)

    Me: “Hi, how may I help you?”

    Customer: “My name is [name]. I need to pick up my prescription.”

    Me: “That will be just a moment.”

    (I get the man’s prescription and proceed to ring him up for it.)

    Me: “Your total today comes out to [price].”

    Customer: “What?!”

    Me: *I repeat the price*

    Customer: *mumbles* “Still cheaper than a hooker, I guess.” *pays and leaves*

    I Can’t Hear Myself Think

    | Houston, TX, USA | Crazy Requests, Musical Mayhem

    (It’s late at night, right before closing, when the phone rings.)

    Me: “Hello, this is [Auto-Parts Store], can I help you?”

    Caller: “Yes, I bought a car stereo from you all a few month ago, and I didn’t really like it so I gave it to my son.”

    Me: “OK.”

    Caller: “Well, he didn’t like it either, so he gave it to our neighbors across the street.”

    Me: “OK.”

    Caller: “Well, they put it in their car and right now it’s sitting in their driveway with the doors open and they’re playing their music really loud!”

    Me: “Yes…. well what do you want me to do?”

    Caller: “I need you to come over here and tell them to turn it down!”

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