Following The Rules Is Just Phoning It In

, , , , | Working | November 2, 2017

(I get a call from my girlfriend’s phone saying that it has been found on the bus and has been turned in to the lost and found. I message my girlfriend to let her know. She calls them and learns that they open after she starts work, so she tells them that I will pick up the phone. I go in the next day.)

Me: “I’m here to look for a lost phone.”

Receptionist: “Do you have a reason to believe we have it?”

Me: “I got a call saying the phone had been turned in. I suppose it might not have been turned in yet.”

(The receptionist looks in the box of phones. I describe it and the woman starts handing it to me.)

Receptionist: “Did you lose it on bus [number]?”

Me: “I think that’s the bus she would have been on, yes.”

Receptionist: “This isn’t your phone?”

Me: “Well, no, but my girlfriend called to say I would be picking it up.”

(The receptionist goes to her computer.)

Receptionist: “I don’t have an email except the one that says the phone was found.”

Me: “Well, yeah, she called the number. Unless you want to open up three hours early just for her, she can’t get it in person.”

Receptionist: “Well, thank you for being honest, but you can’t pick up things for your friend. Can you get her to contact us?”

Me: “If she has to come in and give permission, she will pick it up herself.”

(I understand following the rules, but the website gave a number to call, not an email address.)

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Coffee Karma

, , , , | Friendly | August 24, 2017

(I am in my late teens, sitting in the intercity bus station, waiting for my bus’s arrival to be announced. There are two ladies sitting beside me, chatting about going for coffee, when all of a sudden one of them turns to me.)

Woman: “Would you like a coffee?”

Me: “Uh…”

Woman: “Oh, right, you’re too young for coffee. Never mind, then.”

(They get up and go without another word, leaving me feeling completely baffled. I then realize they left their luggage behind.)

Me: *mentally* “…crap.”

(Despite not being asked to do so, I proceed to sit there keeping a watchful eye on their luggage, since I would feel bad if I left them unattended and something happened. I’m also keeping a close eye on the clock, hoping they’ll come back soon. When there is less than ten minutes before my bus leaves, just as I am about to abandon their bags anyway, they finally return. As soon as I see them, I jump up and sprint to my bus’s bay so I don’t miss it. As I am in line to give the driver my ticket, they approach me.)

Woman: “Did you watch our luggage the entire time we were gone?”

Me: “Well, I didn’t want it to get stolen…”

Woman: “Thank you very much!”

Me: “Um, you’re welcome.”

(As luck would have it, I was actually able to get my preferred seat on the bus, even though it is usually claimed by the very first people on. I figured it was karma paying me back.)

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Can’t See The Smokers For The Scams

| Friendly | October 5, 2016

(I am waiting for my bus to arrive. The bus/train station has a small kiosk. I have noticed a young girl, no more than 15, walking up to people, asking them something every time and getting a no. I thought she was asking for change which I would have helped her out with but I found that was wrong when she came up to me.)

Girl: “Hey, could you buy me a pack of Longbeach?” *cigarettes*

Me: “Seriously? No”

Girl: “Aw, come on, lady. I can give you the money for them. Please, no-one will know.”

Me: “Listen, there are two very big reasons why I’m not going to help you. One: you’re clearly underage and the fine if I got caught I can’t afford. Two: the woman who runs the kiosk has known my family and me since I was 15 and knows about my serious asthma and knows I don’t smoke. So can’t help there.”

(She stomped off calling me names.)

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Almost Convinced You

, | Friendly | May 25, 2016

(On my way to my university, I leave a train, and head to the ticket check. While I’m moving, I hear someone calling out behind me. I move forward, ignoring him, until…)

Stranger: “Hey! Hey!”

(He shakes my hand, and I realise he was calling out for me.)

Stranger: “You don’t know me, but I’ve got to say, I love your hair. It reminds me of this band, this guy, in The Almost, see?”

(He shows me his phone, showing this “Almost” thing and a guitarist who sort-of looks like me, if you squint.)

Stranger: “You should listen to his band. Do you like it? It’s a good song. What sort of music do you listen to?”

(I’m normally quiet, and I can’t think of what to say… especially since my taste in music is very non-conventional.)

Stranger: “Do you like rock?”

Me: “Uh… maybe?”

(I mean, I like music that sometimes is rock?)

Stranger: “You should check out this song. The band’s called The Almost, and the song is [Name]. Anyway, I know you don’t know me, but I love your hair. I’ve got to go now. See you!”

(He shook my hand again, and he finally walked off, just in time for my bus to arrive and for me to start my next leg of the journey, in the opposite direction of his.)

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Enough People To Fill A Bus

| Friendly | February 19, 2016

(I am the idiot in this story, being unfamiliar with driving in the city I have somehow driven into the ‘BUSES ONLY’ section of the station. I spot a driver on his break and pull up next to him.)

Me: “I am so lost; can you please tell me how to get out of here?”

Driver: *points* “Follow the street along that wall as it curves up and you’ll get back to the street.”

Me: *very embarrassed* “Please tell me I’m not the only person who’s done this.”

Driver: *laughs* “Lady, you aren’t even the first person TODAY!”

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