I am running for the bus and just miss it. As I’m cursing my bad timing, a car pulls up and I hear my name.

Driver: “Hey, [My Name]! Get in! I’ll get you to the next stop before the bus does!”

Amazing! I jump in and am buckling my seat belt when I look over to the driver, who is now looking at me with growing concern.

Driver: “You’re not [My Name].”

Me: “I am, but I don’t think I am your [My Name].”

And that’s how I just jumped into the car of a random stranger, who happened to look like my friend and drive the same make and colour of car, and how I looked like one of the driver’s friends, also called [My Name].

Next time, I will aim to be more aware when jumping into a car!

When I open the store where I work, I usually leave the door open behind me so I can perform opening duties and not have to keep stopping to let coworkers in as they arrive. I don’t do that anymore because of this incident.

I arrive to open the store one morning. It’s dark inside, and the alarm sounds as I walk in. A customer follows me in as I go to disarm the alarm.

Customer: “Are you open?”

Me: “No, sir, we don’t open until 10:30.”

Customer: “No, you open at 10:00!”

He argues with me for a bit before walking away.

He then pops his head in two minutes later — still not 10:30.

Customer: “Are you open yet?”

Me: “No, sir. Not until 10:30.”

The hours are, as you may have guessed, posted right next to the door handle he kept pulling on. He did apologize later for “misreading” the sign, but apparently, he “misread” it twice! And yes, there is also a big wooden sign on the door that says “Open” on one side and “Closed” on the other. But if you can’t even tell a store isn’t open because the lights are off, signs will never help.

I work at a pet store. A customer comes in while I am straightening a shelf.

Customer: “Do you carry outdoor cat houses? Where would they be?”

Me: “We have small dog houses that can be used as cat houses, but no, not specifically cat houses.”

Customer: “I saw it online, so I thought you would have it in-store.”

Me: “The online stock is a lot more extensive because it comes from the distribution center directly. Your best bet is to order online and have it delivered to your home.”

Customer: “It was, like, a material on the sides. Do you know what I mean?”

Me: “I don’t, I’m sorry. If you saw it online, you—”

Customer: *Drawing a typical house shape in the air* “It comes down with the roof like this, like a house. And the sides are material and the roof is, like, hard. Not plastic, not metal. It’s a different material. You don’t have it?”

Me: “No, ma’am. We do not have that. Can you show me the page on your phone? Maybe I can find something similar.”

Customer: “Oh, it’s on my desktop at home. I don’t do those smartphone things.”

Me: “Oh, okay. Well, like I said, I’m really sorry, but we don’t have anything like that in store.”

Customer: “How does [Big Store] not carry what they advertise? It’s pretty rude, you know, with the false advertising. I’m tempted to call the Better Business Bureau.”

Me: “You said you saw it on [Big Store]’s website?”

Customer: “Yes!”

Me: “We are not [Big Store].”

I point to my store’s logo on my shirt.

Customer: “Well, you could have said that and not wasted my time!” 

She threw her hands up and walked out, passing several signs with the store logo on them.

My wife is in the hospital on Monday and Tuesday. She tells me they have sent a prescription to our local pharmacy, so I pick it up Wednesday morning before 9:00 am. (It isn’t time-sensitive.)

On Thursday, around noon, I get a text saying [Wife]’s prescription is ready.

Wife: *Confused* “I guess it’s possible they put in the antibiotic too, just in case.”

On Friday morning, I go back to the pharmacy.

Pharmacy Assistant: “That prescription was already picked up.”

Me: “Why did you send me this text, then?” 

Pharmacy Assistant: “You must have picked it up after our cutoff.”

So, apparently, if I don’t pick up a prescription before they open for the day, they will send me a reminder the following day.

I’m at my parents’ house when a solicitor rings their bell.

Solicitor: “Hi! I’m [Solicitor] with [Company]! Have you considered getting new windows for your home?”

Mom: “Yes. Two years ago. From your company. Which are the windows you’re currently looking at. So, either you didn’t look at the windows prior to ringing my bell, or you’re saying that the company’s windows aren’t the quality they claim to be if I have to be replacing them every two years.”