Tricky Customers Are Just Killer, Part 2
(I am sitting on a well-known whale-watching beach gathering data on migration numbers. I have a pair of binoculars.)
Tourist: “When are you going to put up the flags?”
Me: “Oh, no, I am not a lifesaver.”
Tourist: “Of course you are. Who else sits on a beach with binoculars?”
Me: “Actually, I am recording how many whales go by.”
Tourist: “Whales? There are no whales here. This is a swimming beach.”
(I gesture to a pod of six whales passing around 50 meters away.)
Tourist: “Oh, my goodness, killer whales! My children are on the beach! They could come right out of the water and steal my children!”
Me: “Um, no, they’re humpbacks. They eat tiny little fish and plankton. They can’t come up on the beach, so your children are safe.”
Tourist: “Don’t you know about Moby Dick? He eats people alive. It’s true! It’s in the Bible!” *takes his children and leaves*
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