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Intelligence Levels Are Falling

, , , , | Right | November 16, 2010

(It is the peak of foliage in the fall. We’ve just had a few massive rainstorms and lost a lot of the leaves that had already changed.)

Me: “Thank you for calling [Lodge]. How can I help you?”

Customer: “We wanted to come up and stay to check out the foliage. About how far would you say you are from peak?”

Me: “Well, we were probably about a week away, but after recent storms, we lost a lot of the leaves.”

Customer: “About how many would you say you lost?”

Me: “Um, I would say maybe half?”

Customer: “Do you think you’ll be getting any more?”


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I Don’t Work Here Does Not Work Here, Part 2

, , , , , , | Right | October 28, 2010

(I am shopping at a retail store where employees don’t wear uniforms, but encourage their sales associates to wear clothes purchased from their store. I’ve picked up a shirt from a stack of folded clothes, looked at it, and folded it again. A woman comes up to me holding a scarf.)

Customer: “Do you have this in blue? I saw it in blue last week but now I can’t find it.”

Me: “Oh, I don’t work here. But I think I just saw a salesperson over there.”

Customer: “Don’t lie to me! I know you work here. I just saw you fold that shirt! If you can’t be bothered to help me, call someone else on your little radio or something. But don’t lie to me; I’m not stupid! Use your radio and find me a blue scarf!”

Me: “Listen, I don’t know what else I can tell you. I don’t have a radio to call someone as I do not work here.”

Customer: “Just stop it already! Someone needs to teach you how to treat customers with respect. Of course you work here; you are wearing clothes from the d*** store! I’m not stupid! Where is your manager?”

(I decide to ignore her and continue about my business. A couple of minutes later I hear a now familiar voice.)

Customer: “That girl right there. She didn’t want to help me, so she just pretended she didn’t work here.”

(I turn around and see the woman standing behind me with the store manager.)

Manager: “Ma’am, this lady doesn’t work here. She is just a shopper like you.”

Customer: “But… she is wearing clothes from this store!”

Manager: *looking at me apologetically as I’m trying hard not to laugh* “A lot of people wear clothes from this store, ma’am. That’s the whole point of buying them. Our employees all wear a name tag; that’s how you can tell them apart from customers.”

Customer: “I think you are just covering for your employee because you know she messed up. This is unbelievable! I just wanted this scarf in blue! I am never shopping here again!”

(She turns around to leave. As she storms out, she spots another customer and yells at her.)

Customer: “I suppose you don’t work here either, huh?!”

Other Customer: *without batting an eye* “Nope. But I have that scarf in blue, and let me tell you; it’s gorgeous!”

Not Quite Catching On

, , , , | Right | October 26, 2010

(This was back when the movie “Catch Me If You Can” came out. The movie poster has two large blue arrows pointing in different directions.  A man buys a ticket and goes down the hallway to the theater. We see him again, walking the other way and looking angry. Finally, he comes up to the counter.)

Me: “May I help you, sir?”

Customer: “Yes, where are you showing this movie?” *waves the ticket in my face*

Me: “Just down that hallway, sir… The second door.”

Customer: “Don’t give me that! I followed the arrows on the poster, and they led me to the bathroom and then a closet!”


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Freudian (Pay) Slip

, , , , , | Right | October 18, 2010

(I am ringing up a mother and her son.)

Me: “All right, ma’am, your total is [total].”

Son: “Wow, that is so much money! You’re taking all my momma’s money!”

Me: “Actually, your mother is paying for the items that she just purchased, and I’m not the one who gets the money, anyway.”

Son: “Do you think I’m dumb? You get all the money; why else would you be here?”

Me: “The money that is paid here is made by the company. I’m here because the company pays me to check out customers.”

Son: “That’s stupid. You should get to keep the money.”

(As I’m about to respond, the mother chimes in.)

Mother: “Just ignore him. He’s stupid.”


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Excess Of XY

, , , , , , | Right | October 4, 2010

Me: “Hi, my name is Randi, I’ll be taking your order tonight.”

Old Man: “Randi? That’s a boy’s name.”

Me: “No, it’s spelled with a ‘Y’. Mine is spelled with an ‘I’. I’m a girl.”

Old Woman: “Leave her alone; maybe she’s both! They have those nowadays.”


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