It’s A Grey(hound) Area

, | Calgary, AB, Canada | Pets & Animals, Theme Of The Month, Transportation

(I was working in the call centre for a well-known bus company named after a type of dog. An ad was running at the time for a companion fare (buy one, get one) and it featured images of the type of dog the company is named after. One afternoon I get a call in regards to the pricing and rules for the fare. After giving this info the caller has one last question:)

Caller: “So, to use this companion fare, does my companion HAVE to be a dog?”

They Have It Made

| ON, Canada | Geography, Health & Body, Transportation

(I work night shift at a very popular Canadian coffee chain. Four drunk customers walk into the store, barely able to stand. I spot a white limo outside and these customers are dressed like they’ve been out clubbing.)

Me: “Hey, there. What can I get you ladies?”

Drunk Customer: “Hey, um, I have a question?”

Me: “Yes?”

Drunk Customer: “Um, what city are we in?”

Me: *stammering* “P-pardon me?”

Drunk Customer: “Oh, my God. Are you deaf? What CITY are we in?”

Me: “Erm… you’re in between [City #1] and [City #2].”

Drunk Customer: *turns back to her friends* “OH, MY GOD, GUYS! WE MADE IT!”

(It turned out that the ladies had been gambling in Niagara Falls, about three hours away. After asking for the address of the place and reassuring me that they lived in City #1 and they were headed home (they thought), they left without asking for anything and I was left to wonder exactly how intoxicated one had to be to be that lost and that un-phased by it.)

Out Back Fishing

| Nanuet, NY, USA | Crazy Requests, Pets & Animals

(I’m the manager on duty. At the time I’m back in the aquatics department feeding the fish when a customer approaches.)

Me: “Hello. Can I help you with anything, Ma’am?”

Customer: *points to one of the tanks* “Do you have any more of these in the back?”

Me: *I assume she’s gesturing to the fake plants, which we sell* “Possibly, but we also have them out on the floor. I can show you the aisle.”

(I take her over to the decor aisle.)

Customer: “No, not those!” *walks back over to the tank, jabbing her finger at the glass*  “Those!”

Me: “The… fish?”

Customer: “Yes!”

Me: “I’m… sorry. But, ah… no. These tanks are the only place we keep the fish. I don’t put them in the stockroom.”

Customer: *huffs and walks away*