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    An Epidemic Of Stupidity

    , | MD, USA | Crazy Requests, Health & Body, Holidays

    (I work for a company that sells emergency preparedness gear, including gas masks, chemical suits, and other disaster response equipment. Any time there’s a disaster or terrorist attack, our sales go through the roof by ‘preppers’ and other panicking individuals. Recently, there’s been an Ebola epidemic with the first cases occurring in the United States; thousands of orders have been coming in and those who ordered entire sets of equipment are backlogged at least a month.)

    Customer: “I’m checking on an order. I was charged but haven’t seen any shipping info yet. I placed it 7-10 days ago.”

    Me: “And did you order any gas masks or full sets of equipment?”

    Customer: “I’m not sure. I ordered a suit. For Halloween.”

    Me: *thinking such a small order should have been finished, I pull up his information* “Sir, you didn’t order just a suit, you ordered an entire protective kit… mask, filter, suit, gloves, boots, etc.”

    Customer: “That’s it!”

    Me: “Sir, there’s a minimum one month delay on protective gear right now due to high order volume.”

    Customer: “So, you mean I won’t have it for Halloween?”

    Me: “No, sir. There is a panic epidemic going on and you were one of thousands who’ve been ordering these products.”

    Customer: “Wow. I had no idea. So there’s no way I’m going to get a protective suit by Halloween?”

    Me: “Sir, the entire industry is wiped clean. GLOBALLY. It will take them months to get back up to speed.”

    Customer: “Oh. Well, you should really let people know when there’s an epidemic going on, so we know there’ll be delays.”

    Lack Of Appliance Compliance

    | Round Rock, TX, USA | At The Checkout, Crazy Requests, Home Improvement, Money

    (I work in the appliances department of a popular home improvement store. Occasionally, I go to the customer service desk to help out. On this particular evening, a customer is arguing with my older, Irish coworker. I walk over to help out.)

    Me: “What’s the problem?”

    Coworker: “Oh, she refused her appliances and wants a refund.”

    Me: *to customer* “When were your appliances delivered?”

    Customer: “At five-thirty.”

    Me: “Today?”

    Customer: “Yes.”

    (I check the time and see it’s only six-forty pm. The delivery company office closes at five pm and so do our venders.)

    Me: “Okay, ma’am. The delivery office is closed, and the notes indicating that you refused your appliances aren’t in the system yet. It won’t be until eight o’clock in the morning.”

    Coworker: “Yeah, once the notes are in, there’s a 72-hour wait until we get the identification numbers for the appliances. Then, we can process your refund.”

    Me: “We get the identification number from [appliance brand the customer bought from].”

    Customer: “No, no, no. I buy from [Store], not [Appliance Brand].”

    Coworker: “Yes, but we need those numbers in order to process the refund. The identification numbers let us know that the refused washer and dryer are back with [Appliance Brand]. Once the notes come in tomorrow morning, we’ll get the identification numbers and give you a call.”

    Customer: “No. I buy from [Store]. I want my money now!”

    Me: “Ma’am, this is our policy with [Appliance Brand]. There is nothing we can do until the notes show up in the system tomorrow morning and—“

    (The customer grabs her paperwork and abruptly walks off to the appliance department. A short time later, another coworker calls me back to appliances because a customer wishes to return her appliances and get a refund. Low and behold, it’s the same customer.)

    Customer: *freezes upon seeing me* “He call you?”

    Me: “Yes, I’m the appliance specialist. What did you need?”

    Customer: *points to a stacked washer and dryer* “I want those.”

    Me: “Sure! I can set up an order for you.”

    Customer: “But I want credit from this to use to that.” *waves her paperwork in front of me*

    Me: “Ma’am, like I told you earlier, after the notes show up, it can take up to 72 hours for the identification numbers then—“

    Customer: “I don’t understand why you can’t refund me. I want to buy these.”

    Me: “And you can.”

    Customer: “Then give me my money.”

    Me: “Ma’am, I can’t. Not until we get the identification numbers from [Appliance Brand].”

    Customer: “No, I didn’t buy from [Appliance Brand]. I bought from [Store]. You need to give me my money.”

    Me: “Ma’am, the store cannot process any refund until we get the identification numbers from [Appliance Brand]. Once we have those, you’ll get your money back. Without it, we cannot do anything, especially since there aren’t any notes in the system yet.”

    Customer: “And what if [Appliance Brand] goes bankrupt?”

    Me: “I…I’m sorry?”

    Customer: “What if [Appliance Brand] goes bankrupt? What happens to my money then?”

    Me: “Believe me, ma’am. [Appliance Brand] will not go bankrupt.”

    (Note: this particular appliance brand also makes TVs, laptops, and cellphones. It is practically impossible for them to go bankrupt. Especially in three days.)

    Customer: “I said ‘if’. If they go bankrupt. [Another unrelated company] went bankrupt and I lost my money. What do I do if [Appliance Brand] goes bankrupt?”

    Me: “Ma’am, that’s not really an issue nor a concern. You’re more than welcome to buy a new washer and dryer set, but you’ll have to wait 72 hours for your refund. I can show you some features this washer has—“

    Customer: “But I want my money. If you don’t give me my money, I’ll go broke. I spent $3,000! I’m broke because of you. I’ll complain to your boss!”

    Me: “I’m sorry. There’s nothing I can do until tomorrow morning.”

    (The customer throws her hands up and promptly leaves the store. I relayed the story to my manager and Irish coworker. My manager laughed.)

    Coworker: “Serves her right! Coming in here like the f****** Queen of England. Bleh!”

    Not Very Closed Minded, Part 5

    | England, UK | Crazy Requests, Extra Stupid

    (I work on Sundays; in the UK, the law states our shop can only be open for six hours. We close at half past four, but the staff stay until 5 pm. It’s quarter to 5, and I notice a woman in our car park, looking at the items we have outside. She looks at the door, and I think she’s seen the sign that says our opening times, so don’t shoo her away until I notice her picking some items up, and moves towards the door, only to find it locked. She rattles the door.)

    Me: “We’re closed, sorry!”

    Customer: “What?”

    Me: “We close at half past four!”

    Customer: “What?”

    Me & Manager: “We’re closed!”

    Customer: *shouting to her little boy* “[Name]! Get here. They’re closed!”

    (Thinking that’s the end of it, we go back to what we were doing. Suddenly she bangs on the door.)

    Customer: “…does this mean I can’t buy anything?”

    Related:
    Not Very Closed Minded, Part 4
    Not Very Closed Minded, Part 3

    Dozed And Disrobed

    | NY, USA | Holidays, Theme Of The Month

    (I work at a popular women’s clothing and lingerie chain. It’s around five pm on Christmas Eve, shortly before we close. A middle aged man hurries in and has me direct him to our very diminished bathrobe section.)

    Customer: “…you only have four bathrobes? I need a medium for my wife and these are all extra small!”

    Me: *trying to joke a little* “Yeah, looks like the elves cleaned out all of the robes, I’m sorry about that. Do you think she would like pajamas instead? We have quite a few flannel sets left in medium—”

    Customer: “No, she said she wanted a robe! Don’t you have any more in the back?”

    Me: “I’m sorry, but I’ve checked the back a few times for other customers today, so I know for sure that these are the only few we have left in the store.”

    Customer: *raising his voice and throwing his hands in the air now* “I don’t believe this! It’s f****** ridiculous that this is all you have!”

    (He storms away from me and out of the store before I can reply. My manager, who had been behind the cash register during this, came over to me, shaking her head.)

    Manager: “What’s even more ridiculous is that he waited until CHRISTMAS EVE to go shopping and expected to find the stuff he was looking for…”

    Being Mis-LED

    | Indianapolis, IN, USA | Holidays, Theme Of The Month

    Customer: *to small child* “No, honey, get away from those. They have lead in them.”

    Me: “Ma’am. They are Christmas lights. They are LED Christmas lights.”

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