A Bad Eggs-scuse
(My dad wants me to make a breakfast dish for his Sunday school class. I need eggs for the dish, so I ask him to go to the store for eggs, and only eggs. He comes home and puts the bag on the counter.)
Me: *looking in the bag* “Um, dad? Where are the eggs?”
Dad: “In the bag.”
Me: “There are no eggs, only ‘cheez whiz.'”
Dad: “What? They’re both protein.”
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Tell us your story about a customer who couldn't understand the most simple concept.
