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Thieves Are On The Periphery Of Society

, , , , | Learning | April 22, 2018

(This story takes place in the late nineties. I have a fairly sizeable collection of novelty pencils: patterns, holographic, Lisa Frank, etc. During one class, I have three out at once for some reason, and as I’m focused on writing something, I see a classmate’s hand inching towards one of them out of the corner of my eye.)

Me: “Don’t touch my pencils.”

Classmate: *shocked* “How did you know?!”

Me: “Peripheral vision?”

Classmate: “What?”

(For the rest of the class, he kept putting his hands where he thought I wouldn’t see, and was amazed every time I did.)

Got To Give Him Credit For Trying, Part 5

, , | Right | April 20, 2018

(I have called a customer’s bookkeeping department to let them know we will not be loading their employees, currently at our shop, due to their account being overdue.)

Me: “If you’d like to give me a credit card number over the phone, I can get your account paid up and your employees loaded and on their way.”

Bookkeeping: “Oh, no, I won’t be giving you a card over the phone. No one here has one.”

Me: “All right, ma’am, but I will not be loading your employees until your account is paid in full.”

Bookkeeping: “Can I fax you a check?”

Me: *pause* “No, I don’t think that’s going to work.”

Bookkeeping: “Are you sure?”

Me: “Yes, ma’am, I am sure that we will not be taking a faxed check.”

Bookkeeping: “Okay, I’ll call you back.” *hangs up*

(The job site supervisor calls; the guys at our shop have let him know we won’t load them.)

Supervisor: “What’s going on today?”

Me: “Non-payment again, I’m afraid. I’ve already spoken to bookkeeping.”

Supervisor: “Can someone give you a credit card over the phone? My guys need to get to the job.”

Me: “Absolutely, but bookkeeping has already told me that they won’t be doing that, and that no one has a credit card. They offered to fax me a check.”

Supervisor: *pause* “Really? I’ll call you back.”

(They were somehow able to find an employee with a credit card so the guys at my shop could get loaded and leave.)

No Trend Towards Blend

, , , , | Working | April 20, 2018

(My husband and I decide to try a new independent coffee shop that everyone keeps talking about. It is a hot summer day, and I usually don’t order blended coffee drinks, but the shop has a large selection that sound good and a sign advertising them as a great way to cool down in the heat and humidity. It is around one in the afternoon, so it’s not right after opening and not anywhere near closing, and the shop isn’t busy.)

Barista: “Hi, welcome to [Coffee Shop]. What can I get started for you? Our blended drinks are great for this weather.”

Me: “Yes, they sound perfect. I’ll try the [Blended Drink].”

Barista: “Oh, well, I’ll have to get the blender out.”

(The barista stares at me. I stare at her. After several more seconds of uncomfortable staring…)

Me: “Well, I guess I’ll just have an iced latte.”

Barista: “Great! I’ll get that started. Next time, you really should try one of our blended drinks!”

Me: “…”

Alpha, Bravo, Circus, Drake

, , , | Right | April 20, 2018

(We get a lot of calls asking us where to send the claims form back to, even though the address is in the top right of the letter. It is a fair question, as we are a white label company, so we don’t always have the name of the insurance in the address. I get a call through and the customer is asking, “Where do I send this back to? There is no address and no envelope.”)

Me: *says address slowly* “One… Drake Circus…” *rest of address*

Caller: “1 DC—” *rest of the address correct*

Me: “No, sorry, let me try again.” *very slowly* “Drake Circus.”

Caller: “Yeah, I got that. DC.”

Me: “No, I mean the address is the words, ‘Drake Circus.’ I could spell it phonetically for you.”

Caller: “I’m sorry, dear. I don’t know what that means. I’ll send it to the address on the letter.” *hangs up*

Me: “…”

Email Fail, Part 18

, , | Working | April 20, 2018

(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