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The Building Block(heads) Of Life

| Durham, NC, USA | Uncategorized

Customer: “I’m looking for some school books.”

Me: “Alright, what sort of books are you looking for?”

Customer: *sigh* “Some chemistry guides, I guess.”

Me: “Alright, let’s head over and look at a few different guides.”

(I take her to the chemistry section of the bookstore.)

Customer: “I’m just not excited to be taking this course.”

Me: “Are you’re worried that it will be too difficult?”

Customer: “Oh, no! I just don’t want to be forced to learn about something I don’t believe in.”

Me: “Er…sorry? What’s your degree program?”

Customer: “I’m in vet school. I’ve already done all of my bio classes, and i really loved them, but I’m really not interested in learning about chemicals and how they harm the Earth and stuff.”

Me: “That’s not really what chemistry is about, you know.”

Customer: “What do you mean? Just look at the name: CHEM-istry. Like, CHEM-ical. As in, harmful to all life!”

Me: “But you said you enjoyed your biology courses, so why not your chemistry? They’re both really important sciences, especially for your major.”

Customer: “I just don’t get why I have to learn about chemicals and stuff! biology is different – that’s Mother Nature! Not some science that was made up in a lab.”

Me: “Well, think about what life is, when you break it down. What helps build life?”

Customer: “Biology.”

Me:” Right! Back up some now.”

Customer: “…Atoms?”

Me: “Now come back up a bit. After atoms, but before biology.”

Customer: *blank stare*

Me: “Chemistry! What happens when different atoms come together? Chemical reactions. That’s all part of chemistry. You can’t have biology without chemistry – it’s a natural part of life.”

Customer: *brightens up* “I had no idea! Now I can’t wait to take chemistry!”

Cute Question, Catastrophic Consequences

| Toronto, ON, Canada | Uncategorized

(I am of Eastern European descent and many languages from that area have similarities. Two women come to my counter speaking a language I can somewhat understand.)

Me: “Good day! Can I ask where you’re from? I can understand a few of the words you were saying.”

Customer: “Where are you from?”

Me: “I’m from ***, part of former Yugoslavia.”

Customer: “Guess where I’m from!”

Me: “Oh no, I can’t.¬†I’m pretty bad at guessing that sort of thing.”

Customer: “Guess!”

Me: “No, no.¬†I’ll get it wrong. Nevermind.”

Customer: “Just guess! Who cares if you get it wrong?”

Me: “I don’t want to insult you if I’m really off in guessing.”

Customer: “Just try!¬†I’m not going to get mad!”

Me: “Okay, are you from Serbia?”

Customer: ¬†angrily* “Serbia?! I should beat you for such an insult!”

The Great Melting Plot

| New York, USA | Uncategorized

Customer: “Miss! Miss! You need to see this!”

Me: “What seems to be the problem, ma’am?”

(The customer takes a coffee creamer, opens it, and pours it onto a plate.)

Customer: “It’s melted! It’s all like this!” *points to pile of empty creamers*

Me: “Ma’am, those are creamers. The butter is in the other dish.”

Customer: “Well, those ones had better not be melted, too!”