Looking For The Zombie Entrance
(I am working when I hear my coworker call my name. An elderly man has just entered the kitchen via the back door, so I go to tell him his mistake.)
Me: “I’m sorry, sir, you’ve come in the wrong door. This is the kitchen.”
Customer: “What?!”
Me: “This is the staff entrance, sir. I’m afraid you can’t be in here.”
Customer: “Well, can’t I just come through, anyway?”
Me: “I’m sorry, but I can’t let you do that; it’s against health and safety regulations.”
Customer: *suddenly angry* “Well, what if I was dead, huh? Could I come in your kitchen if I was dead?”
Me: “Uh… Let me just show you the way to the main entrance, sir…”
(Try as I might, I couldn’t think of any circumstances where being in our kitchen could benefit a dead person!)