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    Color Me Stupid, Part 3

    | Ohio, USA | Pets & Animals

    Customer: “I have a new kitten for an appointment.”

    Me: “Okay, let me get some information from you…”

    (I get a lot of information and come to the question about color.)

    Me: “And what color is the cat?”

    Customer: “It’s cream.”

    Me: “Cream and white?”

    Customer: “No, just plain cream colored!”

    (We get back to the room and I take the cat out of the carrier. It’s a black cat.)

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    Why So Serious

    | Ontario, Canada | Pets & Animals

    (I am a vet assistant helping a woman who has brought in a small, very hyper dog. I lift the dog up on the table and it starts jumping all over the place.)

    Me: *jokingly* “It must be part kangaroo!”

    Woman: *very pointedly* “It’s. A. Dog.”

    Me: *speechless*

    Bestial Superiority Complexes

    | France | Pets & Animals

    (I’m a customer at the vet with my cat. Another customer walks in with a large dog.)

    Receptionist: “Good morning! Do you have an appointment?”

    Customer: “No, I just need to see the vet for vaccinations.”

    Receptionist: “I’ll let him know you’re in, but you will have to wait. We have another patient with an appointment waiting.”

    Customer: *looks at my cat* “But it’s just some cat! My dog is a pure breed and it cost 1000 euros!”

    Me: “And your point is?”

    Customer: “I’m in a hurry! Can’t you just wait a bit longer? Your cat isn’t a pure breed.”

    Me: “Yes, but she has an appointment and your purebred dog doesn’t.”

    (At this point, the vet comes in and asks me to bring my cat. As I walk in the exam room, I can hear the customer complaining.)

    Customer: “No self-respecting vet would make a pure breed wait!”

    A Dogged Request

    | Oregon, USA |

    (My boss, the groomer, does a thing called “stripping”, which is basically plucking the hairs off the body of a wiry-haired dog with a special brush. My coworker answers the phone and I’m right there listening to the conversation. It’s a man who owns an Irish Terrier.)

    Customer: “Hello, I’d like to speak to your stripper!”

    Coworker: “I’m sorry?”

    Customer: “I need to make an appointment with your stripper!”

    Coworker: “Um, do you mean our groomer?”

    Customer: “I don’t know what you’re saying. I need the stripper to strip my Irish dog!”

    Coworker: “All right. I’m just gonna put you on hold so I can put the…stripper…on the line.”

    You’ve Got To Be Kitten, Part 2

    | Seattle, WA, USA |

    Me: “Thank you for calling [vet hospital]. How can I help you?”

    Customer: “I found some kittens. I am trying to get them to eat. They are small and I don’t think they should be away from their mom.”

    Me: “Okay. Are you able to get some milk replacer from the store?”

    Customer: “Well, I bought some kitten food. They won’t eat it. I am trying to get my cat to nurse them.”

    Me: “Is your cat the mother of the kittens?”

    Customer: “No, but I am trying to get him to nurse them. How can I do that?”

    Me: “Him? Your cat is a male?”

    Customer: “Yes, but I thought cats would adopt kittens and raise them.”

    Me: “You want your male cat to nurse the kittens?”

    Customer: “Yes.”

    Me: “Here is the phone number for the local cat foster program. They will be happy to raise the kittens for you.”

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