Taxing Faxing, Part 11

| OK, USA | Extra Stupid, Technology

(A customer calls into my place of employment asking a question about her laser printer.)

Customer: “Hello. I need to know what my fax number is.”

Me: “Fax numbers are issued by your phone company. You would need to contact them to find out the number.”

Customer: “What? You mean they don’t come through the air?”

Me: “No, ma’am. They do not come through the air.”

Related:
Taxing Faxing, Part 10
Taxing Faxing, Part 9
Taxing Faxing, Part 8
Taxing Faxing, Part 7
Taxing Faxing, Part 6
Taxing Faxing, Part 5
Taxing Faxing, Part 4
Taxing Faxing, Part 3
Taxing Faxing, Part 2
Taxing Faxing

Deciding On Which Managerial Post Is Splitting Pink Hairs

| TX, USA | Crazy Requests, Health & Body, Theme Of The Month

(I have bubblegum pink hair. I manage two stores in the general area, and I am an assistant district manager. Our products are quite pricey, so we tend to have ‘higher end’ customers.)

Me: “Welcome to [Company]. How can I help you?”

Customer: “What the h*** is wrong with your head?!”

Me: “I’m not sure. Is there anything I can help you find?”

Customer: “H***, no! You should be ashamed of that hair color!”

Me: “I’m quite sorry, but, again, do you need any help?”

Customer: “Your hair is obscene! Let me talk to your manager!”

Me: “I am the manager, ma’am.”

Customer: “What?! Fine, you smarta** b****! Let me talk to YOUR manager!”

(I calmly bend down and switch to my ‘assistant district manager’ tag, and face the customer again.)

Me: “All right. How can I help you?”

(The customer turned red and she left without a word.)

They Read A Pizza My Mind

| Lexington, KY, USA | Awesome Customers, Food & Drink

Me: *taking an order over the phone* “Thank you for calling [Pizza Place]. This is [My Name]. How can I help you?”

Caller: “Hello. I would like to order two large pizzas, and I want the first one with sausage.”

Me: “Okay, and what would you like for the second one?”

Caller: “I don’t know. Surprise me.”

(I am almost about to do just that. All of a sudden I hear a second person on the other line.)

Second Person: “DON’T SAY THAT! HE PROBABLY WILL SURPRISE YOU!”

Caller: “Okay. Sorry. Make that second one pepperoni.”

Me: “What’s the matter? Don’t you like anchovies?”