Clara was a cat that belonged to a coworker in the hotel where I used to work. 

I love animals, and I noticed that she went hunting for her food herself, so anytime Clara was around and I had food, we shared. Everyone else served her on the floor, but I fed her from my hands, provided that she sat first. 

I got ill and mandated someone else to feed her while I was gone. By the time I got back, Clara had lost her training. It was harder than the first time I got her to figure out she needed to sit to get the treat. 

I know dealing with animals requires patience, so I was patient. After a while, she tried to snatch the food aggressively from my hands, and in anger, I screamed and ate the piece of chicken. 

Clara had a look of disbelief. I mean, her face mirrored the human jaw-dropped shocked look.

I took the next piece and slowly brought it to my mouth. She meowed out a scream and sat down almost immediately. Man, I laughed so hard. I kept her seated for a minute before letting her have the chicken.

I miss her.

(One day, none of our emails seems to be sending. We’ve lost the connection on the modem, and can’t reconnect. I check the phone lines and everything seems fine, so I phone the London IT Helpdesk.)

Tech: “Yeah, the email system went down overnight. We’re trying to fix it, but we need to recall the backup tapes, so it’ll be at least a few hours before anything is back online.”

Me: “Okay, no worries. I’ll let you go; you’re probably really busy.”

Tech: “Yeah, everyone keeps phoning us to ask why email isn’t working. Did you not get the alert we sent out?”

Me: “The alert that goes via email?”

(A pause. I can almost hear the cogs whirring in the young man’s head.)

Tech: “Oh, my God. That was dumb, wasn’t it? We’ll put an alert up on the intranet page!”

Me: “Good idea.”

(As I hung up, I heard him shouting to his boss, “Why did we email the bloody alert?!”)

Related:
Email Fail, Part 17
Email Fail, Part 16
Email Fail, Part 15