The True Burden Of Society
(I am working customer service at a well-known bookstore, and have just completed filling an order for an elderly woman over the phone.)
Me: “Well, ma’am, that takes care of that order. It’ll be here in a week and we’ll call you once it’s received.”
Customer: “Oh, well, thank you very much. You’ve been a real help.”
Me: “It’s no problem, ma’am. You have a good d–”
Customer: “How dare you.”
Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am?”
Customer: “How dare you say it was nothing to help me! As if helping me means nothing!”
Me: *dumbfounded and a bit shocked*
(At this point, the customer launches into a full-blown tirade against “my generation” and “young workers” who have “no respect for their elders.”)
Customer: “And it’s just, you know, despicable how they can let you get away with something like this! I think that you all should–”
Me: “Ma’am?”
Customer: “And I just think that–”
Me: “Ma’am.”
Customer: “What?!”
Me: “Have a pleasant day, ma’am.” *hangs up*
