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You Clearly Encountered Some Sort Of Teen Wizard

, , , , , , | Friendly | March 25, 2024

A train station I’ve started frequenting has a cat, one of the cutest I’ve ever seen. I think she lives in one of the houses nearby. I’ve been trying to befriend her for about a month, but so far, I’ve had no luck. It’s not just me; I haven’t seen anyone manage to pat her yet. She’s friendly, but she just slinks away when you try and touch her.

Today, I’m on the train with my partner quite late at night (not my usual time), and I’m telling him about the cat. He seems very excited to see her. 

A teenage boy gets off at the same stop as us and makes it out the entrance first. Then, he stops dead and gasps.

Teenager: “[Cat]!”

He drops to his knees, and I watch in awe as the cat sprints across the road to leap into his arms. I’ve never seen a cat move that fast. Then, the teenager stands up and turns around, the cat in his arms. He notices us.

Teenager: “Want a pat?”

My partner and I both nod, and we do, in fact, get our pat. [Cat] is purring the whole time.

Me: “Is she yours?”

Teenager: “What? Oh, no, I just see her every so often. She’s pretty cute, right?”

My partner and I agreed, and we headed off, complete with the knowledge that we do have a chance at friendship. [Cat] is pretty cute, after all.

That’s A Loooong Labor

, , , , , , , , | Right | March 22, 2024

Some young-looking customers are trying to get into an eighteen-rated film. They’ve presented some IDs, but they look a bit suspect, so I am asking them some questions.

Me: “What’s your date of birth?”

Customer #1: “July 1st, 2005.”

Me: “Okay, and you?” *Turns to [Customer #2].*

Customer #1: “That’s my brother, so he’s coming with me.”

Me: “Okay, but he still needs to be over eighteen. So… date of birth?”

Customer #2: “October 12th… two… thousand… and… five?”

Me: “You’re brothers?”

Customer #1: “Yes.”

Me: “And you were born four months apart?”

Customer #2: “We’re twins.”

Customer #1: *Smacks his brother on the back of the head* “You total berk!” 

They still went to see a film… a nice family-friendly PG film.

All Roads Lead To Rome

, , , , , | Right | March 20, 2024

It’s prom season, and our restaurant seems to be a popular spot for a lot of high schoolers to take out their dates. Our restaurant is in the city of Rome, Georgia, and we like to advertise the fact that we’re one of the oldest continually open restaurants in the city.

Teen #1: “So, how old is this place?”

Me: “It’s been renovated a few times, but the restaurant has been around almost as long as the city.”

Teen #2: “How long is that?”

Me: “The city was founded in 1834, so almost 190 years!”

Teen #1: “So… like… ancient Rome?”

Me: “Haha! Good one!”

Teen #2: “What do you mean?”

Me: “I mean that was a good joke.”

Teen #1: “What joke?”

Me: “About ancient Rome.”

Teen #1 & #2: *Blank expressions*

Me: “Can I get you started on drinks?”

I come back later with their drinks, and one of them has brought up Wikipedia on their phone. 

Teen #2: “Oh! Did you know there’s another Rome in Europe?!”

This Is Why We’re In A Recession, Part 117

, , , , , , | Right | March 15, 2024

I am calling a customer who maxed out their credit card within the first month of having it but hasn’t made a single payment back in the last four months.

Customer: “Hello?”

Me: “Hello, is this [Customer]?”

Customer: “Yeah… what do you want?”

Me: “This is [Credit Card Company] calling about your account with us. It’s currently overdue for a payment, and—”

Customer: *Click*

No surprises there. I call back to give the customer the benefit of the doubt that it was an accidental disconnect. When I call back, I get an older-sounding man on the phone.

Customer’s Dad: “This is [Customer]’s father, and I will not have you scammers harassing my daughter! Lose this number now, or I am calling the police!”

Me: “Sir, I can assure you that I am not a scammer. I am calling from [Credit Card Company] about your daughter’s account. I can’t discuss any matters with you about this as an unauthorized user, but again, I can assure you that this isn’t a scam.”

There is a moment of silence, and then I can hear the father speaking to his daughter.

Customer’s Dad: “Did you get a credit card with [Bank]?”

Customer: “Yeah, but they said it was interest-free! I shouldn’t have to pay that back!”

Customer’s Dad: “That’s not what…”

There is the sound of a massive sigh from the father, and I can almost see him face-palming as he processes this information.

Customer’s Dad: “You still have to pay the money back. Interest-free just means there’s a period where they won’t charge interest while you pay it back.”

Customer: “Nuh-uh, Sharon told me it means you don’t have to pay it back.”

Customer’s Dad: “Sharon doesn’t have two brain cells to throw together.”

The customer’s dad returns his attention to me and asks if I can tell him information about the situation if his daughter authorizes him over the phone. I say I can, and he gets her to do so.

I then explain how the credit card was maxed out within ten days of activation and now needs to start being repaid.

Customer’s Dad: “How was she authorized for a credit card in the first place?! She doesn’t even have a job!”

Me: “She marked herself as employed when she made the application, and our records indicate that she received monthly payments for the last three months that matched her stated salary.”

Customer’s Dad: “Were those salary payments from [Company]?”

Me: “They were.”

Customer’s Dad: “She was fired from that job for not showing up. She hasn’t worked for months.”

Me: “That is unfortunate, and we can discuss an extension of her payment plan if that is the case, but I’m afraid we do need to settle on a confirmed plan today to stop her account from moving into debt collection.”

He turns his attention back to his daughter.

Customer’s Dad: “[Customer], you need to start paying this card back. How much can you start paying back today?”

Customer: “I have like… $3 in my account.”

Customer’s Dad: “I’m not loaning you any money.”

Customer: “But Daaaad! Make them go away! They’re giving me anxiety!”

Customer’s Dad: “You went ahead and signed up for a credit card under your own name, maxed it out, and ignored it? I can’t make them go away! I can’t make them do a d*** thing! You need to go out and get a job and pay it back.”

Customer: “But that’s not faaaaair!”

Customer’s Dad: “You’re eighteen; you’re an adult now. Welcome to the real world.”

He handed the phone back to his daughter, who started crying as I tried to go through the legal specifics with her. In the end, we came up with a plan to call her again next week so she could aim to have a source of income, and then we would discuss a new payment plan. 

The credit card was only for about $1,000, so not a huge sum, but enough to hopefully teach her some financial responsibility in the future!

Related: 
This Is Why We’re In A Recession, Part 116
This Is Why We’re In A Recession, Part 115
This Is Why We’re In A Recession, Part… *Quiet Sobbing*
This Is Why We’re In A Recession, Part 114
This Is Why We’re In A Recession, Part 113

Not Exactly A Kodak Moment

, , , , , , , , | Right | CREDIT: Chaos-and-Spite1389 | March 13, 2024

Today was Thanksgiving, and our store was one of the few places in our area that was open. The main grocery store and the convenience stores were closed, so it was just us and some pharmacies. Because of this, we were extremely busy with people who had forgotten stuff they needed.

At one point, we had a group of three teenagers and one older guy, maybe an uncle, come in and start awkwardly standing around the front registers. Teenagers almost always cause problems here, so rather than approaching, I made eye contact with one of them. She immediately turned away and started whispering to her friend. I assumed they didn’t need help and went back to working in my aisle.

A few minutes later, my manager was having a conversation with me, and the girl I’d made eye contact with came up to me.

Girl: *Yelling* “Excuse me! I need help getting my pictures off this!”

She held up a disposable camera.

Me: “Okay. I just need to find an envelope that you can fill out to send it for processing.”

I started digging around behind the counter, and I heard her telling her friends that she didn’t think I was right.

That’s when the guy she came in with told me they thought I was wrong.

Guy: “She says if you help her, she can connect the camera to her phone with Bluetooth and download the pictures onto her phone.”

Me: “There is no way to do such a thing. We usually mail disposable cameras out of state for film processing, and then the pictures are digitally sent back to us to print.”

Guy: “How long does that take?”

Me: “Usually a few weeks.”

Behind him, the girl started throwing a fit that it wouldn’t be done today and stomped off.

The funniest part of all this to me is the fact that they actually thought disposable cameras had Bluetooth.