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    Bonus Points If He Manages To Tie His Shoes

    | Chicago, IL, USA |

    Caller: “Yeah, I wanna come take the test to get into [trade college]. How I get there?”

    Me: “Well, sir, where are you coming from?”

    Caller: “Huh?”

    Me: “Where are you located?”

    Caller: “What?”

    Me: “You are going to be coming here FROM somewhere. Where will you be coming FROM?”

    Caller: “Oh. Um, [town west of Chicago].”

    Me: “Okay, that’s very easy. We are right off the expressway.”

    Caller: “Huh?”

    Me: “We are right off the expressway. You take [expressway] west…”

    Caller: “Huh? Suspretsway?”

    Me: “EXPRESSWAY. You drive your car on it to get places. So you take the expressway west and get off the Wisconsin freeway junction…”

    Caller: “Huh? Junction?”

    Me: “Yes, the EXPRESSWAY meets up with another EXPRESSWAY at a JUNCTION and then you get on the Wisconsin….”

    Caller: “Huh? West Carl Street?”

    Me: “WISCONSIN. Like the state that is directly north of us.”

    Caller: “…”

    Me: “Sir?”

    Caller: “Huh?”

    Me: “I’m sorry sir, you are too dumb to take the test.” *click*

    Past, Present, or Future, She Ain’t Graduating

    | Boston, MA, USA |

    (A mother is worriedly telling me her daughter wants to graduate, but may be past the deadline to apply to do so.)

    Mom: “She was planning to graduate early, instead of in the Spring! Now you’re telling me she can’t do that?”

    Me: “Well, it’s October already, and there is a lot of preparation involved. She wanted to graduate in January ’09 instead of May?”

    Mom: “No, she wants to graduate January ’08!”

    Me: “… That’s in the past, ma’am.”

    Mom: “Oh, fine! Well, whatever technical time you go by!”

    And We Wonder Who Clicks On Spam, Part 2

    , | Indiana, USA |

    Me: “Thank you for calling tech support, may I have your university user name?”

    Caller: “What’s a user’s name?”

    Me: “Oh… well, how are you affiliated with [university]?

    Caller: “It’s what came up on my screen.”

    Me: “Okay… well, I’m sorry, but this help desk is only for students, staff, and faculty of our university.”

    Caller: “But the page said to call!”

    Me: “Yes. If you’re in any way affiliated with us we’d be happy to help you, but this service is for students, staff, and faculty.

    Caller: “But it didn’t say that, it just said to call!”

    Me: “Well, I apologize, but you can’t just call any number on the internet and expect support!”

    Caller: “Well, why not?!” *hangs up*

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    Ah, College

    | Durham, NH, USA |

    Female student: *runs through the university library lobby wearing only a string bikini top, hot pants, and loud flip-flops*

    Coworker: “I guess she’s in a hurry.”

    Me: “Maybe somebody found her shirt…”

    Like, OMG, You’re Stupid

    | Louisiana, USA | Top

    (I’m a desk assistant at a college dorm. One day, these two giggly freshman girls come up to me.)

    Girl #1: “Ummm… can we, like, borrow your phonebook?”

    Me: “Sure thing.”

    Girl #1: *flips through the book, looking completely dumbfounded*

    Me: “Need help finding something?”

    Girl #2: *whispers* “Jason’s is under ‘J’.”

    Girl #1: *whispers back* “I know, but sometimes I forget the alphabet…”

    Girl #2: “OmiGAWD me too!”¬†*giggle giggle*

    (I grab the phonebook and look up their listing.)

    Me: “Here–Jason’s.”

    Girl #1: “Oh my GAWD thank you! They should really have a college course for, like, phone books! I’m not from this town, so, ya know…”


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