(Note: We are two blocks away from the beach.)

Customer: “Your lanes are crooked.”

Me: “Sir, I assure you they are not crooked; we have lane inspectors that come in every eight weeks and check for that kind of thing.”

Customer: “No! MY LANE IS CROOKED! Every time I bowl, the ball goes to the right!”

Me: *glancing at the clock* “Well, you know, it’s about 1:30. The tide is coming in.”

Customer: “That has an effect on it?”

Me: “Oh, yeah. I mean, we’re only a few blocks from the beach…”

Customer: “Huh… well, I guess I’ll try to bowl more towards the left, then…”

Me: “Thank you for calling [Costume Store]. How may I help you?”

Customer: “Hi, do you guys have costumes?”

Me: *sarcastically* “No, I’m afraid we’re a tax accounting service.”

Customer: “Oh. Can I write off a costume rental on my taxes?”

Me: “Welcome to [Company] support, how can I help you?”

Customer: “One of my computers doesn’t have internet.”

Me: “Okay, is it in a hub?”

Customer: “Yes.”

Me: “Can you try a different port?”

(I hear scuffling in the background.)

Customer: “It works now.”

Me: “Well, great. That port on your hub must be burned out. Just order a new hub from your admin, or use this port instead.”

Customer: “But why?”

Me: “Because it’s burned out.”

Customer: “I know, but why is burned out?”

Me: “…”

Customer: “I like this port! How could it be burned out?”

Me: “It just is. It’s like reaching into a bag of chips and getting that green one: sometimes it just happens.”

Customer: “That’s chips, this is a hub! I want to know why it burned out! Tell me why!”

Me: “I don’t know! Terrorists or something did it!”

Customer: *hangs up*

Cube Mate: “Terrorists?”

Me: “It’s a great day at [Furniture Store]! How can I direct your call?”

Caller: “I want to talk to someone about my furniture.”

Me: “Okay. Is it just damaged, or did you want to set up a delivery?”

Caller: “No. I just want to talk to someone about it.”

Me: “Um… did you want to talk to your salesperson?”

Caller: “No. Just someone in the dining department.”

Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am, but our floor isn’t separated into departments.”

Caller: “I bought it about two years ago. I just want to talk about it.”

Me: “Did you want to talk about it with a manager?”

Caller: “No.”

Me: *stops caring* “Well, I would LOVE to talk about it with you! Is it pretty?!”

Caller: “What?”

Me: “Furniture is good! It’s where people sit!”

Caller: *click*

(Sometimes I get very bored at work and decide to have fun with customers.)

Me: “Hi, what can I do for you today?”

Customer: “My computer isn’t working at all. It seems that something is wrong with it.”

Me: “Okay, let me see what I can do…”

(I place my hands on the computer and in my best imitation of a televangelist.)

Me: “IT IS HEALED! PRAISE THE LORD!”

Customer: “Oh my God, really? Are you serious?! Thank you!”

Me: “No, no I’m not.”

Customer: *completely baffled*

Me: “I hate my life.”