(I work customer service where we do a number of things including wiring money. As people like to use this to get free cash, we are told to hang up if someone calls claiming to be from the company.)

Me: *answering phone* “Thank you for calling [Store]. How can I help you?”

Scammer: “Yes, this is [Name] from [Company]. I need you to enter a transfer to see if your new security upgrade went through.”

Me: “Oh, you need me to make sure the system is secure by sending someone money when no one is here to give me money to validate the transaction.”

Scammer: “Yes, that is correct.”

Me: “Yeeeaaah, that’s not gonna happen.” *click*

(The sad part is some people actually follow through with these and complete the transaction.)

(I am visiting my friend at her new house for the first time. There is no parking, so she says to call and she will show me somewhere to park then I get there. I pull over and call, and then start driving to our meeting space, which is a jewelry store. As I’m pulling in, a cop car turns on its lights. I stop, wait about two minutes, then try to get out to see what is going on.)

Officer #1: “Get back in your vehicle!”

Me: “Ah! Sorry!”

(I’m a woman, 5’7”, and 110 pounds. I’m not exactly threatening-looking. Another cop car shows up.)

Officer #2: “Licence registration and proof of insurance!”

(I hand it over. My license is paper because it is being replaced.)

Officer #2: “What’s this?”

Me: “My license is being replaced because I misplaced it in Israel.”

Officer #2: “What were you doing there?”

Me: “Visiting family, sir.”

Officer #2: “What are you doing here? Why were you pulled over back there?”

Me: “I’m meeting a friend. I pulled over to call her. Look: she’s texting now!”

(The text says, “How did you get surrounded by police in five minutes?!” I wait for them to process my info.)

Officer #1: *walks up* “Here. We will let you off with a warning.” *walks away*

Me: “For what?”

(It is our day off and my boyfriend and I each make something simple to eat for lunch. I mix salsa and sour cream together just to eat with some chips, but I unfortunately pour way too much salsa into the bowl.)

Me: *thinking to myself* “Hmm, [Boyfriend] might like to eat his pizza rolls with my salsa. Oh, don’t ask him that; what a stupid idea.”

(I leave the room for a couple of moments, and then come back and finish eating, but unfortunately end up tossing the rest of the dip.)

Boyfriend: *while I’m throwing out the salsa* “You know, while you weren’t in the room I tried my pizza rolls with your salsa, and it was really good, but I didn’t want you to see me eating it because I thought it was such a stupid idea!”

Customer #1: “What kind of soda products do you have?”

Me: “Coke.”

Customer #1: “I’ll have a Pepsi.”

Customer #2: “Dude, she just said they have Coke products.”

Customer #1: “Isn’t Coke a Pepsi product?”

Me: “Coke is Coke.”

Customer #1: “Okay. Cherry Pepsi, please.”

Customer #2: “Me, too.”

(I have an appointment with my neurologist scheduled for December 22nd. The night before, I go on their online scheduling system to double check the appointment time, but it says I have no upcoming appointments. However, it says I missed an appointment on the 16th, which doesn’t make any sense because I had college finals on that day and would not have scheduled an appointment then. I call the office as soon as I get up the next morning.)

Me: “Hello, I had an appointment scheduled for December 22nd, but [Online System] says I don’t have any appointments coming up, and I missed an appointment on the 16th. I pulled out my visit summary sheet, and it says I scheduled my next appointment for the 22nd, not the 16th, so I’m not sure what’s going on. Do I still have an appointment?”

Receptionist: “Hmm, let me see… No, you don’t have an appointment today. Hm. Oh, I see what happened! It looks like your doctor cancelled the appointment for his holiday. [Other Receptionist] rescheduled it for you and sent you a letter letting you know.”

(It takes me a few seconds to comprehend this. In 2016, this person decided the best way to contact me was a letter, even though they have my phone number, email address, and a personal messaging system through their scheduling site.)

Me: “She… what? I never got a letter. I’ve gotten a couple of bills from [Hospital], but I definitely didn’t get a letter.”

Receptionist: “Well… hm. Give me a minute, I’m going to transfer you to her.” *a minute later* “Huh, she’s not answering for some reason. Did you just want to reschedule? We’ll put you on a waiting list in the meantime.”

Me: “Yeah, okay, sure. When can you get me in?”

Receptionist: “How does June 28th at 8:30 in the morning work for you?”

Me: *thinking I heard her wrong* “I… I’m sorry, the 28th of what?”

Receptionist: “Of June.”

Me: *faintly* “Do you… have anything later in the day?”

Receptionist: “How about July 5th at 11:30 am?”

Me: “Sure, I’ll… take that.”

Receptionist: “All right, then. You’re scheduled for July 5th at 11:30! You have a great day.”

(I realized afterward I probably should have kicked up more of a fuss, but I was honestly still in shock over the entire situation. It’s now become a running joke between me and my partner to go, “A letter. They sent a LETTER!” We’ll see if I actually get in earlier or not.)