Driving On The Blind Side Of Caution, Part 2

| Vancouver Island, BC, Canada | Uncategorized

(An elderly woman is picking up some photos. She is wearing extremely thick glasses but still can’t seem to see very well. She’s squinting at the pricing sign on the wall.)

Customer: “What’s that big sign say?”

Me: “It’s a list of our prices for different sized photos.”

(I read out the prices.)

Me: “Here are your pictures. It comes to [price].”

Customer: “Oh, thank you.”

(She pulls out her wallet and holds it inches away from her eyes as she tries to find the right money.)

Customer: “Is this bill a five or a ten?”

Me: “That’s a five.”

Customer: “Okay.”

(She puts the bill on the counter and then pours some coins into her hand. After a few seconds of trying to see the coins, she holds her hand out to me.)

Customer: “Would you mind counting the change out for me? The coins are so small!”

Me: “No problem.” *counts change* “Have a good day.”

(She pulls a set of car keys out of her pocket and walks out the door, leaving me and one of my co-workers with our mouths open.)

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Forensics For Dummies

| Atlanta, GA, USA | Uncategorized

Me: “Hi, what can I do for you?”

Customer: “I have this group photo. Can you scan it and cut people out?”

Me: “Yes, to an extent.”

Customer: “I want the people in the front row taken out so I can see what the guy in the back row is wearing.”

Me: “Um, it doesn’t work like that.”

Customer: “Why not? He’s standing right there! If you take these people away, you can see all of him!”

Me: “If I remove these people from the photo, all that will be left is nothing. Photos are two dimensional, not three dimensional.”

Customer: “That’s not true! I’ve seen ‘em do it on CSI!”

Just, Like, Smile And Nod

| Delafield, WI, USA | Uncategorized

(A bubbly teenager walks up to the counter with a roll of film in her hand.)

Me: “Hi, how can I help you?”

Teenage customer: “Like, how long does it, like, take to do one hour photo?”

Me: “About 60 minutes.”

Teenage customer: “Really?! Like, oh my gawd! That’s, like, so totally cool! Wait ’til I tell my mom it’s, like, totally not gonna take an hour!”

Me: *smiles*

Must Be One Of Them Transdimensional Cameras

| Maryland, USA | Uncategorized

Customer: “Hi, I’m here to pick up my pictures.”

(I grab the customer’s pictures and she proceeds to look through them. She then hands one of the pictures to me.)

Customer: “Can you print this the other way?”

Me: “The other way?”

Customer: “Yes, flip it around.”

Me: “Okay…”

(Confused, I go into the lab, insert the film negative into the machine upside down and print a mirrored image for the customer.)

Me:¬†”Here you go!”

Customer:¬†”No, no, no. Flip it around!”

Me: “I did. See, it’s mirrored.”

Customer:¬†”No, no, no. My husband took the picture.¬†Can you flip it around and print him?”

Me:¬†”…”

Blue Haired Drug Pushers

, | Boston, MA, USA | Uncategorized

(One evening, an elderly irish woman, complete with white hair, a cane, and a heavy accent, comes up to the photo counter to pick up some pictures she dropped off earlier.)

Customer: “I would like to have a discount on these photos I just printed. Can you give me 5 of the 20 for free?”

Me: “I’m sorry, we really can’t do that.”

Customer: “I’ll give you some perks.”

Me: “Perks?”

Customer: “Percs. You know… percs.”

(Customer reaches out to shake my hand and places 3 pills in it.)

Customer: “Those are good percs, I know you’ll like them!”

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