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Please Reserve That Thought For Later

, , , | Right | CREDIT: A**hole_Catharsis | January 14, 2022

I am working in a restaurant and I answer the phone.

Caller #1: “Do you take reservations?”

Me: “No, we’re first-come, first-served.”

Caller #1: “Well, can you add our name to the list?”

Me: “I’ll be happy to add your name when you walk through the door. See you soon!” *Click*

Some people just don’t get it. I’ve worked at a few places that don’t do reservations, but regardless, if you’re a large party, it’s prudent to call ahead and give the restaurant a heads-up.

Nothing beats one experience, though.

Caller #2: “Hi. I saw on your website you don’t take reservations?”

Me: “Yeah, sorry. Unfortunately, we don’t.”

Caller #2: “Oh, really? It’s a wedding party!”

Me: “Oh, well, congrats! How large a party are we talking?”

Caller #2: “There’re twelve of us.”

Me: “Okay, we can try to accommodate you and map out tables to get you seated together. What time were you planning to come in?”

Caller #2: “5:30.”

It’s already 7:00 pm.

Me: “Ummm, wait. What day were you talking about?”

Caller #2: “Friday, July twelfth.”

It’s mid-February.

Me: “Yeah, okay, sorry, we don’t take reservations.”

Ugh. Some people.

The Terrible Tuesdays

, , , , , | Right | January 13, 2022

Our chicken shop runs a sweet half-price deal on Tuesdays every week. Every day of the week, without fail, this happens.

Customer: “Hi, can I get the Tuesday special?”

Me: “Sorry, it’s Wednesday.”

Customer: “Just press the button so I can have it.”

Me: “Sorry, the button is only on the register on Tuesdays.”

Customer: “What’s the difference? It’s just a day!”

Me: “Yeah, sorry, Tuesday’s the day for the special — only Tuesday. Not Wednesday.”

Customer: “Well, I got it last week!”

Me: “On Tuesday?”

Customer: “Yes, so why can’t I have it today?”

Me: “BECAUSE IT’S NOT TUESDAY!”

Every, single, day!

And Now We All Get To Be Confused, Too!

, , , | Right | CREDIT: tracemcree | January 13, 2022

I work the overnight shift for Emergency Roadside Assistance (ERS). Most of the far and few between calls I have seem almost like a fever dream, as only the most random people call at 3:00 am for service.

At 3:30 one morning, I get a beep in my headset signaling a new call.

I give my introduction and the guy is talking to someone in the background. Aside from someone speaking over me, this has to be my next pet peeve. If you call somewhere, pay attention to the call. Don’t have three conversations at once while on call.

Me: “Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?”

My hand is hovering on the “end call” button as I’ve been waiting for close to two minutes for a response.

The man comes on the line, sounding frustrated and tired.

Customer: “I have to have my car towed home.”

Me: “Okay, I can help. To place the call, I need your membership number first, please.”

The man sounds confused for a moment but gives me the number.

I locate his account. He already has a call for a tow and the driver is on scene. I stare at my monitor for a few seconds, preparing myself for some idiotic situation.

Me: “You already have a call in and a driver on scene. Is there something wrong?”

Customer: “No.”

I mute the mic and sigh, steeling myself for more stupidity.

Me: “Um, okay, so what’s the issue?”

I hear shuffling and a different voice comes on the phone.

Driver: “Hello? This is the driver.”

Now I’m really confused as to why he passed the phone, but okay.

Me: “Hi, this is [My Name] with ERS. Is there something wrong? I’m not quite sure how to help the member.”

The driver sounds just as confused.

Driver: “Frankly, miss, I have no clue why he called you, I told him everything was fine. I’ll pass the phone over if that’s okay with you.”

Me: “Yeah, no worries.”

The member comes back on the line.

Me: “All right, sir, how can I help you?”

I try once more, praying that he finally tells me.

Customer: “The driver is here.”

Me: “Okay, was there anything else I could do to help you?”

The guy sighs heavily and starts speaking loudly.

Customer: “How can I help you?! You’re not making any sense, ma’am. The driver is here.”

At this point, I just mute the mic to laugh because he stunned me into silence for a couple of moments at how random it was. I stare at the screen in disbelief.

Me: “Okay, so everything is fine?”

Customer: “Ugh, yes! D***, customer service in this company is trash.”

And he hung up.

I was still trying to understand what the h*** he had called about. But asking how he could help me threw me for a loop.

It may have been that the automated system contacted him and he was confused as to why. This scenario actually makes a lot more sense than someone calling and not knowing their request. It was confusing for all involved!

Tomorrow Comes Twice

, , , , | Right | January 12, 2022

I am playing cards with some friends when one of them, a cabbie by profession, gets a phone call. In the silence of the small room, we can hear both sides.

Caller: “Interpreted call for [Rider].”

Friend: “Go ahead.”

Caller: “She needs to be driven to a few locations at 2:00 pm tomorrow.”

Friend: “I’m sorry, I can’t. I am already booked tomorrow at 2:00 pm.”

Caller: “Why not?”

There are some funny looks and quiet laughs from the rest of us.

Friend: “Because… I have other clients?”

Caller: “How about the fourteenth at 2:00 pm?”

Friend: “Okay… Wait! Tomorrow is the fourteenth!”

Broken By The Brokerage

, , , , | Right | CREDIT: hyacinth-wine | January 12, 2022

I work in a bank’s call centre. It’s pretty rough at the start of the month, so I am gearing up for some weird cases.

A customer calls in, enquiring about a payment that didn’t go through to a brokerage firm. While he talks, I go through his last calls and find that he is, unfortunately, a pretty entitled customer. Uh-oh. I do my best to be chipper.

Me: “Okay, sir! It seems like your payment has made it through on our end. In this case, I would advise you to check with the brokerage if there’ve been any problems.”

Customer: “Look, I just checked with them. They said to call my bank.”

Me: “I see. Did they mention anything about the status of the payment on their end?”

Customer: “They said it’s pending. That’s definitely on you.”

It isn’t. This particular payment type is usually instant, and it sure as h*** looks like it is through on our system. I do my best to explain to him how it works and to let him know he can try and check with the brokerage again.

Customer: “Fine. If you’re so insistent on brushing me off, I’ll call them now. Stay on the line.”

The customer, to my dismay, proceeds to ring the brokerage up on his landline while I am still with him on the phone. I sit through the dial tone and the hold music.

The call is picked up by this guy who sounds like I feel. He has the unfortunate job of confirming that the issue is on the brokerage’s end.

The customer proceeds to go ballistic on him, shouting about how it is ridiculous that his payment is being held for no reason. The line begins cutting off at several points, and [Brokerage Employee]’s voice is pretty muffled on my end. I cringe for him the entire time.

Customer: “HELLO?”

Me: “Yes, hello.”

Customer: “Tell this b*****d it went through on the bank’s end!”

Me: *Slightly panicked* “Sir, I’m sure they’re doing their best to work on the problem—”

Customer: “JUST TELL HIM!”

I kept up my customer service voice, got the customer’s permission to reveal his account information to [Brokerage Employee], and proceeded to convey what I saw to him.

[Brokerage Employee] sounded a bit drained, and I wanted badly to give him the encouragement he needed. The best I could do was an apology for the trouble that sounded sickeningly scripted as ever. [Brokerage Employee] gave me an equally professional, “No worries.”

The customer curtly ended the call with me after. I hope [Brokerage Employee] had a smooth shift after that.