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I Dreamed A Dream Of Calls Gone By

, , , | Right | February 9, 2011

(I work at a place that does repairs for Sony computers, stereos, cameras, and the like. Hence, our store has the word “Sony” in the title.)

Me: “Good morning, [Company]. How can I help you?”

Customer: “Is that Sony Music?”

Me: “No, sorry, this is Sony Repairs.”

Customer: “I’m trying to get through to Simon Cowell. He works with Susan Boyle.”

Me: “No, sorry. We repair Sony laptops.”

Customer: “So, you’re not Sony Music. Repairs are no good. Thanks.”


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Church At The Checkout

, , , , | Right | January 27, 2011

(A customer and her young daughter come up to my register.)

Me: “Hi there! How are you going?”

Mother: “I’m good, thanks!”

(Her daughter spots the sponge we use to make the bags easier to open.)

Daughter: “It’s the sponge! The sponge of baptism!”

Me: *speechless*

Daughter: “The sponge of baptism!” *places finger on sponge and wipes her forehead*

Mother: “We’re not even religious…”


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The Elderly Fight Change

, , , , | Right | January 18, 2011

(I’m working the counter of a busy service station. An elderly customer comes in to pay.)

Me: “Good afternoon, sir. Just pump six and the LPG today?”

Customer: *producing his bankcard* “Yes, that’s all, thanks.”

Me: “Great, your total is $46.71.” *rings up sale and waits for him to enter his PIN*

Customer: “Can I have my change?”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir?”

Customer: “My change.”

Me: “Okay, sir, I’m really sorry, but I’m not quite sure what change you mean.”

Customer: “What’s my total again?”

Me: “$46.71.”

Customer: “Great, can I have my change?”

Me: “Sir, you’re paying by card. You won’t get change as you will be paying the exact amount electronically.”

Customer: “Oh, I see.”

(He is pressing buttons on the keypad, but has not selected an account.)

Me: “Sir, you need to select an account.”

Customer: “Yes, I’ve done that.”

Me: “You want ‘Cheque’” or ‘Savings’?”

(He finally selects ‘Cheque’ and enters in a PIN. After a few seconds, it comes up declined as he has entered an incorrect PIN.)

Me: “Okay, sir, you’ve entered an invalid number for your PIN. I need you to try again.”

(I ring up the sale again, and make sure he selects ‘Cheque’ again. He seems very confused.)

Customer: “What was my total again? I want to get this right.”

Me: “Forty-six dollars and seventy-one cents, sir.”

Customer: “Okay!” *punches in numbers and announces them out loud* “4-6-7-1!”

Me: “Hang on, sir. You’re entering your total instead of your PIN.”

Customer: “Well, yes.”

Me: “The total is already in our computer. You need to enter the PIN for your card so the sale goes through.”

Customer: “Oh. What’s my PIN, then?”

Me: “Would you prefer to pay cash, sir?”


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Leuk Who’s Talking

, , , , , | Right | December 24, 2010

(A lady jumps the extremely long line to see Santa.)

Lady: “Hey, do you mind if we go next? My son actually has leukemia and we need to get to the hospital to get his treatment.”

Child: “Mum, I don’t have leukemia.”

Lady: “I told you to SHUT UP!”


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Totally Lost The Pot

, , , , | Right | December 22, 2010

(I am working checkouts when a customer comes up with a stack of small buckets.)

Customer: “There should be about 23 of those.”

Me: “What do you use these for?”

Customer: “My husband uses them to mix cement, and then he just throws them out.”

(I begin scanning the buckets. Suddenly, the customer comments loudly.)

Customer: “We are not using them to grow pot!”