Unfiltered Story #66955

Pennsylvania | Unfiltered | September 22, 2015

How my morning began:

Customer: “I got this the other day and they told me that I need to come back today to return this.”

Me: “Right. So, what are you returning, again?”

Customer: “I returned the phone already.”

Me: “…….Pardon, but I don’t think I’m understanding what you need.”

Customer: “The case! I need to return the case.”

Me: “…..All right. Do you have a receipt?”

Customer: “No.”

Me: “Ok, what’s the phone number associated with the account?”

Customer: “I don’t know.”

Me: “All right. What’s the name associated with the account.”

Customer: “My name.”

Me: “So, what’s that?”

Customer: “[Jay][Mee] (Last Name)”

Me: “Mind spelling your first name, please?”

Customer: “J-I-A-M-E.”

Me: “Sorry, that’s not coming up.”

Customer: “J-A-M-E.”

Me: “What? Can I just see your ID?”

*Customer hands me ID, clearly states *J-A-I-M-E*

I’ll never be getting those brain cells back. How is it that people cannot spell their own names?

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