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Category: Extra Stupid

This site is full of Customers; their stupid and moronic exploits that make us laugh. But these gems contained within are for those special cases, the extra stupid, the ones that make you wonder how they have survived this long!

Wireless, Clueless & Hopeless, Part 22

| BC, Canada | Extra Stupid, Technology

Caller: “Hey, I can’t connect to my home wifi when I’m not at home.”

Me: “Sir, it won’t, as your wifi has a range limitation.”

Caller: “Well, I was in the mall and I wanted to know what the gas prices are.”

Me: “Sir, do you have a data plan on your cell?”

Caller: “I DON’T KNOW! I WANT TO CONNECT TO MY HOME WIFI! YOU’RE NO HELP AT ALL!” *click*

Related:
Wireless, Clueless, And Hopeless, Part 21

Wireless, Clueless, And Hopeless, Part 20
Wireless, Clueless, And Hopeless, Part 19

Doesn’t Quite Cut The Cheese

| ON, Canada | Extra Stupid, Food & Drink, Health & Body

Me: “Welcome to [Store]. What can I get for you?”

Customer: “I need a dessert for my two diabetic friends. Let me see your cheesecakes.”

Me: “…”

Boy, What A Problem!

| USA | Extra Stupid, Pets & Animals

(I’m a vet tech. The first appointment of the day is two ladies in their 30s bring in a young Shih Tzu puppy for its first visit. The owners tell me that this is their first puppy.)

Me: “Wow, what a cute little guy. How long have you had him?”

Owner: “Him? The breeder told us it was a girl.”

(I lift puppy up and all the male parts are there, I then turn him around and show owners. Both owners look shocked!)

Owner: “NO! IT’S A GIRL DOG BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT WE PAID FOR!”

Me: “Ma’am, he has a penis and testicles.”

Owner: “NO! NO, IT’S A GIRL!”

Me: “Ma’am, if you look here there is—”

Owner: “The breeder said it’s just a ambilican hernia and I believe the breeder! Why would he lie?”

Me: “Umm, I don’t know, ma’am. It’s pronounced umbilical hernia, and no, he doesn’t have one. That is his prepuce which sheathes his penis.”

Owner: “What do you know? You’re not a vet! I want to talk to a vet!”

Me: “Sure, no problem.”

(I walked out and informed my vet of the clients’ concerns. I went into the room with the vet and he told them the same thing. The owners actually continued to try to argue with my vet as to whether it was a boy!)