Proof! Evidence Of Incompetence Forces Publishers To Eat Costs

, , , , , , | Working | November 14, 2018

I am ordering more business cards for my office, and am asking the graphic designer to add our email address to the cards. Our email address has an unusual spelling, so I go through it letter by letter, and she says she will send me a proof to approve before actually printing the cards. A week later, she calls and says she’s going to drop by with the cards, and to have payment ready. I never received a proof.

Lo and behold, the email address is spelled wrong, although not in the way that most people misspell it. I refuse the incorrect cards, but she insists that someone from my office signed off on the proof. As only the business owner and I have the authority to do so, and neither of us did, I know that’s not true. Additionally, the “sent” mailbox in our email contains no correspondence with her, as it would have if anyone had approved an emailed proof.

Later, she calls saying that she checked her notes from when I called to make the order, and her notes have our email address the way she spelled it. She claims that I spelled it that way on the phone, and I point out that it’s far more likely that she wrote it down wrong, and that’s why we send a proof for approval before printing, isn’t it?

All I can conclude is that she forgot to send the proof before printing and was trying to find reasons that she could claim it was my fault so she wouldn’t have to eat the cost. Now I have to wait for the proof to actually arrive so I can double-check it before the corrected cards are printed.

Putting All Your Groceries In Someone Else’s Car At Christmas Can Be Misconstrued As Gifting

, , , , , , | Friendly | November 14, 2018

My mom is known for being absent minded at times, especially when tired. It is after work during Christmas time, and she rightfully is a bit more stressed and tired than usual. On her way home this evening, she stops to buy groceries at the local market. When she emerges from the store, everything is covered by a light snow. She gets to her car, fumbles a bit with the key and opens the trunk. She is in the process of emptying her shopping cart in the back of the car when she hears a faint cough.

She freezes. Silence. Ever so slowly, she raises her eyes up to see four people, all seated and buckled up, looking at her in shock. She looks at them, they look at her. She checks the car and it looks the same. She then checks the number plate and notices it is not her car. She turns her head and sees that her car is the one right next to it.

Without a word and without breaking eye contact with the family, she gets all of her groceries out of their car, slowly closes the trunk ,and walks a few meters to hers. They leave while she is still filling her trunk with the bags, and they still look shocked. From now on, she always checks the license plate before touching any car!

We’re Not Being Selfish For Denying Your Shellfish

, , , , , | Right | November 14, 2018

My boyfriend works as a delivery driver for a fairly expensive Asian bistro. He told me this story.

He delivered over $100 of sushi rolls to a man who tipped very well. Once he got back to the restaurant, his boss was on the phone with the man, demanding they remake the sushi. My boyfriend would need to send it out. Apparently, the man’s wife was allergic to shellfish, he never told the person who took the order, and he stated that he did not know that the sushi would come in a large platter. He thought each roll would be placed into separate containers. My boyfriend’s boss told him most places put sushi together unless asked otherwise, and he should have stated she had an allergy.

She did not remake the sushi. He called back quite a few times demanding a refund or a remake; she told him no.

Inattentive Lifeguards Breathe A Sign Of Relief, As One Drowning Per Pool Session Is Now Acceptable

, , , , , , | Learning | November 14, 2018

When I was ten years old, the summer program I attended went on a field trip to a local indoor waterpark. I tried using a feature where one walked across on lily-pad-like flotation devices while also using a net above, but ended up slipping off and getting trapped underneath one of them.

The worst part was that the lifeguard — nor anyone else, for that matter — seemed not to notice, and the other kids continued to walk on the lily pads, despite my predicament. After what felt like forever, I freed myself, but due to embarrassment, I said nothing about it and went to do something else.

Ten minutes later, the summer program staff announced we were going back to the site early — we’d been there for only an hour — due to inattentive lifeguards, which made me wonder what else had happened, since none of them asked if I was okay.

Unfiltered Story #125715

, , | Unfiltered | November 13, 2018

It’s that time of year again! We have signs posted everywhere about our seasonal “Pumpkin Spice Latte”. Now, we’re just a small coffee shop inside a bigger business in no way associated with some other big brand coffee shops. A sign near the register clearly states what goes into our latte: Pumpkin Pie syrup, Chai Tea Spice, Espresso, Steamed Milk and Whipped Cream. We also carry (year-round) a Chai Tea Latte which is made with actual Chai Tea and not the spice.

Nearly everyday a customer will walk in and ask for a “Pumpkin Spice Latte, the Chai Tea one” and point to the sign. I will make the drink and send them on their way and when they come back minutes later I automatically know the problem. “There’s espresso in here.” they tell me, pointing to the same sign “I wanted just the Pumpkin Spice, with the Chai Tea.”

No. What you want is a Chai Tea Latte with Pumpkin Pie syrup added. This isn’t even on the menu.

When I do ask people to clarify which one they want, I get looked at like I’m stupid, I should know what they’re talking about.

Don’t even get me started on the people who ask me what kind of Mochas we have. “Do you have Caramel Mocha?” then bring it back because they didn’t want chocolate.

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