Should’ve Ripped You A New One

, | Birmingham, AL, USA | Awesome Customers, Top, Wild & Unruly

(I work at a really nice Country Club on the golf course side of things. Since it is a nice club, it isn’t unusual to get fairly large tips every once in a while.)

Me: “Hey mister, could you break a hundred for me so we split tips tonight?”

Member: *clearly inebriated* “Sure, man, I can totally break that hundred for you!”

(I hand him the hundred dollar bill which he then proceeds to rip in half and then hand back to me.)

Member: “There! I broke it for you.” *walks off laughing with his friends*

Other Member: “Man, what an a**hole. Here’s another hundred for the ripped one. I appreciate y’all.”

(I took the ripped hundred to the bank and they replaced it. I tried to give the other hundred back, but the member refused and said we earned it!)

Finders Stealers

| Wilmington, VT, USA | Criminal & Illegal, Family & Kids, Money

(I am bagging groceries at the checkout for a family during Christmas week. This is the busiest week of the year, with many rich out-of-staters coming up to go skiing.)

Little Girl: “Mommy, look what I found! What should I do with it?”

(I look over and see that the little girl has found money on the ground.)

Mother: “Shhhh! Just put it in your pocket, quick!”

(Knowing our store’s policy, I speak up.)

Me: “Actually, if you don’t mind, can I hand it into the service desk? That way, if the person who lost it returns, they can get it back.”

(The little girl hands it to me willingly and I go hand it in. A couple minutes later, the parents come up to the service desk.)

Father: “My little girl found some money on the ground, and some employee made her hand it in. However, I think she should just have it.”

Manager: “Store policy says that if no one comes to claim it after 30 days, then the person who found it—your little girl, in the case—can have it.”

Father: “But it was all tightly rolled up! The person who dropped it was obviously using it to snort coke or something!” *leaves with his family*

(Ten minutes later, the same family managed to con their way into getting the money by speaking with a different employee at the service desk. The real, original owner—one of our regulars—came in two hours later inquiring about $40 he dropped, which at that point was unfortunately long gone.)

So Call Me Maybe

| Phoenix, AZ, USA | Extra Stupid

Me: “Thank you for calling sales and support! This is [name]; how can I help you?”

Caller: “Yes, I received this letter telling me to call you.”

Me: “I’d be happy to help. Can you tell me what the letter states?”

Caller: “For 24/7 customer service, call [number].”

Me: “Okay, sir, did you need any assistance with your account?”

Caller: “No, the account is fine. This letter says to call.”

Me: “What you read to me indicates that you should call our number should you need customer service. Did you need any help today sir?”

Caller: “No.”

Me: “Have a nice day, sir.”

Ph.Duh, Part 2

, | Grand Rapids, MI, USA | Extra Stupid, Technology, Top

(I work at the college IT department. One day, I get a phone call from a professor.)

Me: “Thank you for calling the help desk. How may we help you?”

Professor: “My computer is making a beeping sound. I can’t get it to stop. Can you send someone to fix it?”

Me: “Sure, I’ll be right over.”

(I arrive at the professor’s office.)

Professor: “I don’t understand why it is doing this. It has never done this before.”

(I notice a rather large book on top of his keyboard.)

Me: “Sir, you can’t leave objects on top of your keyboard. That is what causes the beeping.”

(I remove the book.)

Professor: *embarrassed* “Oh.”

(This professor is the department chair of the Computer Science division of the college. He has a Ph.D in Computer Science.)


Some People Aren’t Backward Compatible

| Ohio, USA | Extra Stupid, Technology

(I work at a public library. Patrons often ask us how to print from the computers.)

Patron: “I need to pay for my printing.”

Me: “Okay. When you hit the print button, how much did it say it was going to cost?”

Patron: “I did not hit the print button.”

Me: “What computer were you sitting at?”

Patron: *impatient* “I was not sitting at a computer. I am trying to print from the typewriter!”

Me: “I’m sorry, I am confused. You were not sitting at a computer, but at the typewriter? And you want to print what you typed?”

Patron: “This is ridiculous! I cannot believe you won’t help me!” *leaves*

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