A Bush In The Fridge Is Worth Two In The Bush

(I work in the customer service desk at a large store selling domestic appliances. This day one of my ‘regulars’ came in. He’s a really old man – and he seldom files complaints, he just wants to know how his stuff is working, and maybe have a chat.)

Me: “Hello. How may I help you today?”

Customer: *whispering* “There was something wrong with delivery of my fridge. It came with something in it.”

(I pull up his records, and see that he bought one of our display models earlier that week. It’s not seldom other customers leave soda bottles or other stuff in the fridges that’s out on the floor, and I immediately think that is the case.)

Me: “Well, I’m really sorry, sir. But may I ask, exactly what was inside the fridge?”

Customer: *still whispering* “George W. Bush.”

Me: “Excuse me? What?”

Customer: “The American ex-president. The younger one! He was in my fridge and now he’s on my living room floor, all tied up and ready to be shipped back.”

Me: “Shipped back?”

Customer: “Oh, don’t worry; I’m not going to have YOU do that, poor thing. I’ve called FedEx. I just wanted to let you know. ”

Me: *not really knowing what I can do, other than play along* “Well, thank you then, sir. And sorry for your trouble. Is the fridge working okay, though?”

Customer: “Oh yeah, it’s totally fine! But you should really stop selling appliances with republicans in them. Could hurt your business.”