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Carl And The Magic Beans

, , , , | Working | January 14, 2026

I’ve been in my office job for a few months now. I’ve met most people, but I’m still getting to know a few. One guy is known as Caffeine Carl (name changed, but still begins with a ‘C’). I have never officially spoken to him, but today I need to check in on him for something.

Me: “Hey, Carl, you need to sign off on this and the deadline is today, so…”

Without looking away from his task, in fact, without moving at all save for his hands, he takes the document from my hands, signs exactly where he needs to (without looking) and wordlessly hands it back.

Me: “…thanks?”

He remains hyper-focused on his task, and I return the document to the manager.

Manager: “Get everyone’s sign off?”

Me: “Yeah… including Carl. Is he okay?”

Manager: “Caffeine Carl? Oh yeah, he’s fine.”

Me: “He seems, a bit…”

Manager: “He has more coffee in a day than I do in a week. Is it healthy? Nah. Has his left eye not blinked since April? Likely. Does he have the best productivity out of everyone in the entire office? Absolutely.”

Me: “Well… okay then? Does he ever talk?”

Manager: “Only if he really doesn’t like you.”

Phew!

The Parent Trap

, , , , , , | Right | January 14, 2026

Many years ago, I was working at a department store in the Sydney suburbs. Lost kids always ended up at the information desk. Normally, we page the parents, they rush over, and everyone moves on. 

But some parents, the “regulars”, treat it like free childcare. They wander the store for ages, knowing their kid is safe, probably eating an ice cream, being watched by staff (it was a different time back then). 

It’s a busy Thursday night, and one of these regular kids has been with us far too long. He’s getting restless and anxious. My coworker working the desk has clearly had enough. She picks up the microphone.

Coworker: *Over PA.* “Attention shoppers… you’ll be relieved to know that the poor lost child has been collected by his father and uncle and is now on his way home.”

Thirty seconds later, a mother comes sprinting up to the desk, absolutely hysterical.

Mother: “WHAT DO YOU MEAN, HIS FATHER AND UNCLE?! WHERE IS MY SON?!”

My coworker calmly points to the kid, still sitting behind the desk with a half-melted ice cream. The mother snatches him up, furious, but also very clearly caught out.

She nearly got fired for that stunt… but the parent never used us as free babysitting again!

High Octane, Low Comprehension

, , , , | Right | January 13, 2026

I work at a gas station. All our pumps are labeled, colour-coded, and have stickers above each nozzle displaying fuel type and name.

Customer: “Hi, do you guys have petrol?”

Me: “Uh… yes?”

Customer: “Which one is your guy’s 91?”

Me: “I… don’t understand. Our 91 is the same as everyone else’s.”

Customer: “Yeah, but which one is it?”

My brain is hard resetting out of confusion at this point, and I just blurt out. “The 91 nozzle”.

Customer: “Lot of help you are…”

This conversation repeated with my coworker, with a few not-so-subtle insults thrown my way. My brain clicks, and I say:

Me: “Wait… are you asking which is the 91 unleaded?”

Customer: “Yes! I’m speaking English, aren’t I?”

Me: “The numbers on each pump indicate the fuel type. The denominator doesn’t change by station. It changes by fuel type. So, our 91 is the same as the 91 up the road.”

Customer: “See? Was that so d*** hard? Twenty on pump five and I’m not coming back!”

Me: “Lucky me.”

She shot me a glare and left.

This Door Shall Remain Closed To You

, , , , , , | Right | January 11, 2026

DISCLAIMER: This story contains content of a legal nature. It is not intended as legal advice.

 

Customer: “Yo, where are the lock picks?”

Me: “Uh, like, for picking locks?”

Customer: “Obviously!”

Me: “Just double-checking, as it’s illegal to sell lock-picking tools to the general public. You have to be a licensed locksmith.”

Customer: “Well, how am I supposed to get into my house when I lost the key?!”

Me: “Call a locksmith?”

Customer: “They cost too much money!”

Me: “Drills are on the power tools aisle. Good luck.”

A Managerial Level Of Legalese

, , , , , , , | Right | January 10, 2026

I work at a mid-sized electronics store. A man marches up to the counter and slams a heavily used, scratched-up Bluetooth speaker onto the desk. We haven’t sold this specific model in nearly a year.

Customer: “This thing stopped syncing with my phone. I want a full refund, and I want it back on my card today.”

Me: “I’m sorry that you’re having issues. Do you have your receipt? I’ll need to check the purchase date.”

Customer: “I don’t need a receipt. I bought it here. It’s a faulty product, and you have to accept the return. It’s the law!”

Me: “Actually, sir, our return window is thirty days. After that, you’d have to look into the manufacturer’s warranty, and I know we haven’t sold this item in almost a year—”

Customer: “—Wrong! Federal consumer protection laws state that a merchant is liable for any mechanical failure within the first year. You’re legally required to give me my money back!”

My manager, who has been standing nearby, steps in with a look of extreme, calm authority.

Manager: “I’m afraid that’s not quite accurate, sir. Under the Uniform Commercial Code, Section 2-607, the ‘reasonable time’ for a return is defined by the store’s stated policy, provided it’s displayed at the point of sale. Once you’ve accepted and used the goods for nearly a year, you’ve legally waived the right to a rescission of the contract.”

Customer: “I don’t care about your codes! You have to stand by your product, and the customer is always right! That is a legally binding principle for all US businesses!”

Manager: “Ah, I see. You’re referring to the ‘Merchant’s Courtesy Doctrine.’ Unfortunately, that was heavily amended by the Retailer Liability Indemnity Act of 1989. Under the new ‘Amortized Value Clause,’ any electronic device that has surpassed its primary 180-day durability window is subject to the Depreciation Offset Protocol.”

Customer: “The… the what?”

Manager: “Exactly. Because the product has been in your possession for over six months, the Secondary Usage Liability Shield kicks in. According to the Consumer Hardware Lifespan Directive, the merchant’s obligation to refund is automatically transferred to the Third-Party Vendor Recourse Fund if the original receipt isn’t present to verify the tax-nexus—”

Customer: “—stop! I just want a refund!”

Manager: “Precisely. And under the Amended Mercantile Ethics Code, if I process a return for a ‘Tier-3 Asset’ without the manufacturer’s authorization code, you could actually be held liable for an ‘unauthorized transaction fee’ under the Bilateral Barter Ordinance. It’s a real headache for everyone involved.”

Customer: “…Fine. I’ll just… I’ll call the manufacturer.”

The customer grabs his speaker and practically scampers out of the store.

Me: “Wow, [Manager], was all that true?”

Manager: “H***, no. I was talking out of my a**. But if he thought ‘The customer is always right’ was an actual law, then I wasn’t convinced his legal knowledge was good enough to argue against any of what I said. If he can make up laws, then so can I.”

A few weeks later, I saw my manager perform in his improv comedy troupe, and that’s when I realized why he was so good at making up real-sounding BS on the spot.