Quitters’ Anonymous

, , , , , | Working | June 23, 2017

(I work at a trucking company on night shift and I dispatch our drivers, answering phone calls and messages. One night I got a call from the wife of one of our drivers.)

Me: “[Company], this is [My Name].”

Woman: “Hi, my husband drives for you and wants to quit and is wondering where to return his truck.”

Me: “Is he under a load right now?”

Woman: “Yes, I think he’s somewhere in Louisiana right now.”

(Wondering why he isn’t calling us, I try to get some information so I can look him up in our system, and also wondering if I’ll need to get someone else to take care of his load if he quits while hauling a loaded trailer.)

Me: “Do you know his driver ID number or truck number?”

Woman: “No, he doesn’t want you to know that.”

Me: “Can you ask him to call us so we can help him?”

Woman: “No, he doesn’t want to talk to you.”

Me: “Okay, can I have his name?”

Woman: “No, he doesn’t want you to know who he is.”

Me: “Well, ma’am, without knowing who he is, there’s not much I can do.”

Woman: *seeming to realize that he can’t quit his job anonymously* “I’ll ask him for more information.” *hangs up*

(Later, he did call us and we were able to help him, but how did he expect his wife to quit his job for him without telling us who was quitting?)

Africans In America Are African Americans

, , , | Learning | June 23, 2017

(There is a new student who just moved here from another country and has a very obvious accent as a result. Wanting to make him feel as welcome as possible, I start talking to him and learn that he’s a very decent guy and decide to get to know him a little more.)

Me: “What part of Africa are you from?”

Student: “[My Name], what’s wrong with you? Just because someone is black doesn’t mean that they’re from Africa!”

New Student: “…but I am actually from Africa. I was born in Nigeria.”

(Someone later insisted that he was African-American whenever anyone said he was African, despite his insistence that he really was from Africa.)

Unfiltered Story #90271

, | Unfiltered | June 23, 2017

(The prescription company for my insurance CONSTANTLY harasses me about getting my prescription delivered to my mailbox. I was on my insurance, then my husband’s (which used this same company), then back to mine. I miss a call, and this is the voicemail)

Rep: “Hi I’m [name] with [company] and we’d like to talk to you about your current prescription. Please return my call, or I will send you an email and you may reply to that.”

Rep on Email: “Hi I’m [name] with [company] and we’d like to talk to you about your current prescription. Please reply to this email with a better time to reach you.”

(I assume it’s about the mail, as always, but wonder if it could be a legitimate problem)

Me on Email: “Hi, I prefer email communication since I work in a cube environment. What can I do for you?”

(Several days later, I get another phone call)

Rep: “Hi I’m [name] with [company] and we’d like to talk to you about your current prescription. I called you and sent you an email the other day.”

Me: “I know. I replied to it.”

Rep: “I didn’t receive it….oh here it is..” *read my email, including the part where I don’t want to talk on the phone* “I want to ask if you’re aware that you can have your prescription delivered to your house once every three months?”

Me: “Yes, and it’s garbage and I’ll never use it.”

Rep: “Your prescription or the service?”

Me: “….the service.”

Rep: “Why is that?”

Me: “Because I don’t want to leave my prescriptions in a box by the side of the road for anyone to take.”

Rep: “Oh…okay.”

(I wanted to say “yes, this prescription I’ve been going to the doctor to for 7 years to get, and going to the pharmacy to pick up every month, is garbage that I won’t take. Clearly that’s what I meant, and not this service you’ve been trying to get me to use for 7 years, but I’ve said ‘no’ every single time”)

Keeping Manners Fast Effective

, , , , | Hopeless | June 22, 2017

(I am 15, and getting out of the car that I drove on Tomorrowland Speedway. I proceed to thank the employee that is helping me get out of the car.)

Employee: “Have a good day.”

Me: “Thanks. You, too.”

Employee: “I’m sorry, what did you say?”

Me: “I said thanks. You have a good day, too.”

(He smiles, and seems more cheery. Later on, I’m waiting at the front of the ride for my mom to get my sister in her stroller, and the same employee sees me.)

Employee: *walks over* “Hey, you’re the super nice kid!”

(He proceeds to write a fast-pass out for my whole family to use at any ride, any time, as well as giving everyone in my party cool little “driver’s licenses.”)

Me: *surprised* “Thank you so much!”

Employee: “No problem.” *to my mom* “He’s a good kid.”

(The employee, whose name I noticed was Raul, walked off. Wherever you are, Raul, I want to thank you for showing me that manners still matter!)

Used By The Fashion Police

, , , , , , | Right | June 22, 2017

Customer: “Do you have body bags?”

Me: “Umm… what?”

(The customer describes something like a poncho.)

Me: “A poncho?”

Customer: “NO! A BODYBAG.”

(The customer then flagged down someone of another ethnicity to help her, saying they would know what she meant. I still have no idea.)

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