5 Stories Of Dog-Gone Craziness

Not Always Right | Right | May 25, 2014

Weekly Roundup: 5 Stories Of Dog-Gone Craziness They might be mans best friend, but combined with customers they can be your worst enemy!

  1. He’s Telling A Shaggy Dog Story (2,317 thumbs up)
  2. What’s Black And White And Dumb All Over (3,720 thumbs up)
  3. My Dog Thinks You’re Nuts (4,660 thumbs up)
  4. The Dog Isn’t The One That Needs To Get Neutered (4,052 thumbs up)
  5. She Uses The Google (6,024 thumbs up)

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Meatballs-Out Crazy Request

| CT, USA | Right | May 24, 2014

(The building out of which I have operated my shop for the last 2.5 years was originally built as an Italian restaurant. The restaurant went out of business over a decade ago, and my coffee shop is only the latest in a string of businesses that have occupied the property since then.)

Me: *answering the phone* “Good afternoon, [Coffee Shop].”

Caller: “Oh, um, hi… This is going to sound a little stupid…”

Me: “No, don’t worry. What can I help you with?”

Caller: “Well, my name is [Caller], and I just really loved [Original Restaurant]’s meatballs and sauce. I was wondering if you still had any, or if you knew how to get some?”

Me: *speechless*

Caller: “They were just so good! Do you know where they might have opened up again?”

Me: “No… Not at all.”

Caller: “Oh, that’s disappointing. What a shame. They were just so good. I—”

Me: “All right. Well, if that’s all, I—”

Caller: “But they were just so good!”

Silver Linen To Every Cloud

| USA | Right | May 24, 2014

(We have multiple very large groups staying with us, so all the extra bed sheets are taken up.)

Guest: “My child threw up on the bed! I need new linens!”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, but we have no more.”

Guest: “Nonsense! You are supposed to help! It’s your job! Now fetch my linens and don’t be lazy about it!”

Me: “Sir, I’m not kidding. We don’t have any more. How am I supposed to get you some more linens when I don’t have what you need?”

(The guest yells angrily, so I bring the manager out.)

Manager: “What’s the problem?”

Guest: “I’ll tell you what’s the problem! This hotel has no more linens! What kind of hotel has no more linens to give!”

(My manager takes the angry guest out and walks with him someplace. When she returns, she is alone.)

Me: “What happened?”

Manager: “I showed him the lobby, which was full of people. I showed him the pool, which was full of people. Then I showed him the hallways, which were also full of people, and told him that every one of them has asked for linens and we ran out. He got real quiet, grunted, and then ran off to his room!”

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Not A Very Smart Cookie

| OH, USA | Right | May 23, 2014

(A customer is standing in the store looking at the case of pastries.)

Customer: “What’s a peanut butter cookie?”

Me: “It’s a cookie with peanut butter.”

Customer: “What’s a chocolate chip cookie?”

Me: “It’s a cookie with chocolate chips in it.”

Customer: “What’s the difference?”

Me: “The peanut butter cookie has peanut butter and no chocolate chips, and the chocolate chip cookie has chocolate chips and no peanut butter.”

Customer: “I don’t understand the difference.” *deliberates for a few minutes* “I’ll get one of each…”

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Bad Parenting Just Hit The Motherlode

| St. Louis, MO, USA | Right | May 23, 2014

(I am 16 years old and working at a local grocery store, collecting carts outside. I notice an man standing next to a van with its door wide open and two young girls inside. The man informs me that one of the girls is having a nosebleed, and I notice a puddle of blood on the ground.)

Me: “Little girl, who are you here with?”

Little Girl: “My mommy is in the store, but she leaves us in the car.”

Me: “I’m going to go inside and look for her. What’s her name?”

Little Girl: “Mommy.”

Me: “Okay, uh, what’s your last name?”

(The girl tells me and I go inside while a coworker goes out to watch the girls. I explain to another coworker at customer service what is going on and she pages the mother.)

Coworker: *over the intercom* “Mrs. [Name], please report to the service desk.”

(We wait for five minutes and no one shows up. My coworker pages again. Five more minutes pass and still nothing. The mother is paged a third time. 20 minutes after that, a HALF HOUR after the first page, a woman uses the self-checkout and then comes up to the desk asking what they want. They inform her of the situation.)

Woman: “That little brat better have not bled on the car. She knows she’s supposed to lean out the window.”

Me: *after a pause in utter disbelief* “Ma’am, you continued shopping while your child could be in need of medical attention?!

Woman: “She does this all the time, but I know it’s just for attention. I’m not gonna miss a sale because of that.”

(She left with my coworker and me staring at each other, open-mouthed with shock. I looked out the front window to see the man who originally noticed the girls yelling at her. Going outside to make sure there wasn’t a fight, we heard him yelling about protective services and writing down her license plate number as the woman jumped into her car and sped away.)

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