A Doggone Scare
(My sister adopted a rescue dog whose name happened to be the same as her daughter’s. She rings me one day.)
Sister: “I’m a bit sad today, [Niece’s Name] died yesterday.”
Me: “WHAT?!”
Sister: “Oh, my god, so sorry! I meant [Niece’s Name] the dog died yesterday.”
Me: “Oh, s***, you almost gave me a heart attack. I am sorry that [Niece’s Name] died. Have you told Mum yet?”
Sister: “No, not yet. I’m about to.”
Me: “May I suggest that you don’t start with [Niece’s Name] died yesterday?”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?