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The Way He Extends His Stay Is Worth Checking Out

, , , | Right | October 7, 2018

(I work in a hotel. A man comes up to the desk and gives me his key.)

Me: “Hi, checking out?”

Customer: *smiles* “Yes.”

Me: “Okay.”

(I print out the receipt and give it to him.)

Me: “Thanks for staying, and have a good day!”

Customer: “You, too.”

(The next day, the same man comes up to me and again wordlessly gives me his keys.)

Me: “Hi, checking out?”

Customer: “No, I wanted to extend my stay! And yesterday, I wanted to extend my stay, not check out! That’s why I gave you my keys!”

Me: “Okay…”

(Pro-tip: If you give the clerk your keys and tell them that you want to check out, we will check you out!)

Do Idiots Dream Of Electric Coffee?

, , , , | Right | October 7, 2018

(I am working over lunch in a busy coffee shop when the power goes out. A car has hit a pole and taken out most of the power in the downtown core. We still have at least half the tables full, finishing their meals in the semi-darkness.)

Customer: *who comes rushing in* “I need two coffees to go, quick!”

Me: “Sorry, we have no power.”

Customer: “Yeah, I see. Soooo… two coffees, please.”

Me: “Okay, but we have no power. We can’t make coffee without it.”

Customer: “What? Can’t you just cook it on your stove out back?”

Me: “The power is out; we can’t cook anything or make coffee.”

Customer: “Don’t you have old coffee you can heat up?”

Me: “Sir, there’s no power. I’m not sure how we could do that.”

Customer: “Seriously? Are you stupid? What the f*** kind of place is this?”

(Another customer who is listening to our exchange speaks up.)

Other Customer: “One that needs electricity to run, perhaps?”

(The customer slammed his fist on the counter and practically ran out the door while the second customer and I shook our heads.)

Hopefully Stress Therapy Is Also Covered

, , , , | Healthy | October 7, 2018

(My daughter requires glasses to see, so we go in for our regular eye appointment in November. Everything goes well until it comes time to pay for the appointment and glasses, at which point the staff inform me that my daughter’s vision insurance has already been used this year, and therefore won’t cover her new glasses. Confused, since her last appointment was fourteen months ago — definitely over a year — I head home to contact our insurance company to get things straightened out.)

Me: “I’m trying to figure out why my daughter’s insurance has been marked as used this year. Our last appointment was in September of last year, fourteen months ago.”

Insurance Rep: “Oh, we have an appointment on file from January of this year, so her insurance has already been used.”

Me: “But we didn’t have any eye appointment in January. Something’s not right here.”

Insurance Rep: “I don’t know what to tell you. You had an appointment in January, so you have to wait until next year to use her insurance again.”

Me: “And I’m telling you her last vision appointment was September of last year. We didn’t have any January appointment. Your records are wrong.”

Insurance Rep: “Give me a moment to check.”

(She puts me on hold for a while as she looks into this.)

Insurance Rep: “I don’t know what to tell you. You used her coverage for an appointment in January at a clinic in Missouri.”

Me: “We live in Georgia. We haven’t been to Missouri in the last year, let alone for a vision appointment. Who was the appointment for?”

Insurance Rep: “Oh, [Male Name, nowhere near my daughter’s relatively unique name].”

Me: “That’s not my daughter.”

Insurance Rep: “Oh. Let me look into this some more.”

(She puts me on hold again.)

Insurance Rep: “Okay, so, it looks like that vision clinic put the wrong patient information in when they filed his appointment.”

Me: “So, this is going to be fixed, and my daughter can get her glasses, right?”

Insurance Rep: “Unfortunately, it’s going to take six weeks or more to correct this error.”

Me: “But that puts us in next year, and my daughter needs her glasses.”

Insurance Rep: “I’m sorry, but that’s the best we can do.”

Me: “Even though it was your company’s mistake?”

Insurance Rep: “I’m sorry. Perhaps you can work something out with your vision clinic in the meantime?”

Me: “Fine.”

(Luckily, the vision clinic is at least willing to work with me on a reimbursement plan that will allow us to get the glasses now and have the insurance company cover the cost once they finally get around to fixing the problem without it applying against the next year. But aside from our insurance company not realizing that an adult man in Missouri is not my 10-year-old daughter in Georgia, the real gem is what happens when my husband calls the insurance company for a follow-up.)

Husband: “So, how can we be sure this doesn’t happen again next year?”

Insurance Rep #2: “You’ll just have to call in every now and then to make sure her insurance hasn’t been used yet.”

Husband: “You mean you don’t have anything in place to make sure that my daughter’s insurance doesn’t get accidentally applied to someone else’s appointment in another state?”

Insurance Rep #2: “No, sorry.”

Husband: “So, you’re making us do your job.”

Something’s Fishy With This Pensioner

, , , | Right | October 6, 2018

(I work at a fish and chips shop, and our special includes a pensioners’ fish and chips at a cheap price. A customer walks in.)

Customer: “I’m a pensioner, and I want one of your pensioners’ calamari and chips, please.”

Me: “I’m sorry, sir, the pensioners’ special only offers fish and chips, no calamari.”

(The customer goes on a rant saying he always comes here and always orders the calamari special. I show him on the menu a 1/4 calamari and chips for the same price.)

Me: “Is this the one you are looking for?”

Customer: “No! It’s the one with the calamari, fish and chips special!”

(My coworker and I are slightly confused, so I ask my coworker to handle him because I am getting irritated. My coworker sits him down gives him a menu. After a while, after I finish with another customer at the till, my coworker walks towards me rolling her eyes.)

Me: “What did he order?”

Coworker: “The same d*** thing that you showed him on the menu.”

Me: “The 1/4 calamari with chips?”

Coworker: “Yes, that one.”

(We both shook our heads.)

Pistachio No No

, , , | Right | October 6, 2018

(I work in the bakery department at a grocery store. One of our more popular items is the pistachio muffin, which is bright green, and comes in a package that says, “Pistachio,” on it in two different places and even has a picture of a pistachio on it. I have just clocked in and gotten into my department when this exchange occurs.)

Customer: “Excuse me, ma’am, but what are those bright green muffins you have out there?”

Me: “Those are our pistachio muffins, ma’am. They are very popular!”

Customer: “Hmm, they do sound good, but do they have nuts in them?”

Me: “Pistachios are nuts, ma’am.”

(The customer stares at me like I don’t know what I’m talking about, and then I can see the realization of what just happened dawn on her.)

Customer: “Oh, my God.”

Me: “It’s okay, ma’am, happens all the time.”

Customer: “No… I can’t believe I asked that. I can never show my face here again.”

(The customer then drops her basket and bolts out the front door.)

Me: *to my coworker* “So… it’s going to be one of those days.”