Unfiltered Story #117823

, | Unfiltered | August 4, 2018

(I work in a restaurant as a waitress. I am just making drinks for a customer in our bar area when the phone rings. At this site, there are only 2 phones in the building, one in the restaurant itself in the bar area, and the other in our staff room where for managers to do office work with. Naturally,I answer the phone.)
Me: Good afternoon, [company], [my name] speaking, how can I help?
(The caller introduces themselves as one of those gas companies in Scotland. I suspended my disbelief as we are several hours away from Scotland, and let him finish his spiel.)
Me: I’m terribly sorry sir, but I am unable to handle this call as I am just the waitress. Our head office handles matters like this. I can give you their number –
Caller: No ma’am, I want your phone number.
(I pause for a moment and my colleague, who is the shift lead standing next to me, raises his eyebrows at me)
Me: I’m sorry sir, but I am NOT a manager OR the owner, I am not qualified to handle your call. I will give you our office number.
Caller: No, give me your number.
Me: No sir, I will NOT give you my number!
(My colleague now has his jaw dropped. The caller is getting insistent and I just hand the phone to my colleague. A few seconds after my colleague introduces himself, the caller hangs up.)
Colleague: What on earth was that about?
Me: Either I just got propositioned or I hit the one cold caller that was too much of an idiot to understand that I cannot deal with what he was selling.