(My bangs usually fall in front of my left eye, which is a no go in debate; especially at tournaments. And after round one of one this happens)
Morris: *my name* come here.
Me: *walks over while trying to brush my bangs out of my face* Yeah?
Morris: *pulls out a clip and clips my hair back* leave that in.
(A student walks in with a laptop in a case.)
IT Support Staff: “Hi, how can I help you?”
Student: “My laptop won’t charge.”
(The laptop in question has one corner where the charger would be plugged in looking like it’s been smashed against a wall. You can see the white insides of the laptop; the whole hinge is broken and twisted.)
IT Support Staff: “Um, okay. Yeah, you might have a bit of a bad time there.”
Laptop Flop, Part 8
Laptop Flop, Part 7
Laptop Flop, Part 6
(I teach a martial art sport. A girl starts in August, completes the beginner test, and graduates up into the competitive group. I advise her and her mother in writing and verbally that the girl must upgrade her national association membership from a learning one to a competitive one in order to continue her training and compete. A few months later, the girl is entering her first official tournament.)
Tournament Manager: “I see that your daughter has a learning membership, not a competitive one. She will need to upgrade her membership before she can compete. I can offer you the use of my computer to do so.”
(While the manager sets up the computer, I walk up to the desk and ask what’s going on. The manager tells me. The mother looks from him to me saying, with a perfectly straight face:)
Mother: “I wasn’t told that I had to do that.”
(I am sure my face twitches a bit when I bite my tongue. I keep quiet and maintain eye contact. The mother squirms a moment then adds:)
Mother: “I mean, you told me to do it, but, you know, you didn’t really tell me to do it.”