The Only Fail As Hard As The Falcons’ That Night
I work in a sports bar. It’s 2017, and it’s a Sunday night at around 7:00 pm. Everyone is incredibly busy. The phone rings and rings… and rings… and rings…
The hostess picks up the phone, and the caller asks for a manager. [Manager] takes the phone and introduces himself, covering his other ear because the place is loud as h***.
There is a pause. [Manager] rolls his eyes and sort of smiles.
Manager: “Um…”
There’s another short pause, and then [Manager] starts full-blown laughing directly into the phone.
Manager: “You’re calling a sports bar in Boston in the middle of the Patriots Super Bowl game to request a manager and ask if we’re hiring? No, dude, we are not hiring.”
Part of me feels bad for the guy for getting laughed off the phone, but bro… come on. I kind of wonder if the guy ever found a job.