Unfiltered Story #159845
(It’s nearly the end of my shift, and I’m getting ready to leave. A frowning man with an air of impatience in a suit comes up.)
Man: “I need a taxi.”
(Usually I ask for their room number instead of their name because it saves time.)
Me: “Ok, what’s your room number?”
Man: “NO. I DON’T want to put it on my room!!”
Me: “No, I need it for your name.”
Man: “My name’s” *says very complicated and long name*
Me: *rubbing temples* “Sir, can you just tell me your room number? I won’t charge it to there, I promise.”
(He finally says it and I enter it in an online booking for a taxi.)
Me: “Where to?”
Man: “You ask so many questions! I’m in a hurry you know!”
Me: “The TAXI COMPANY is asking, not me.”
Man: “Oh well why didn’t you say?”
(He gives me the destination and I book it.)
Me: “Ok it’s booked.”
Man: “Well where is it?!”
Me: “It’ll pull up right in front SIR.” *points where* “In 10 minutes.”
(He scowls but finally backs off. I go to punch out, say good bye to my coworker, and leave for my car in the parking lot. Note that it takes only 5 minutes for me to do these things. On the way out, I nearly slam into the man on my way to my car. He blocks me from leaving.)
Man: “Where is it?! I’ve waited and waited! It’s not here! Did you really call?”
Me: “Yes I’ve booked it online.”
Man: “Well where is it!”
Me: “I don’t know, maybe there’s traffic? Excuse me! I have to go.”
(I push past him and drive home. I don’t know if the taxi ever came, but I pity my coworker if it didn’t!)
