The Forecast Calls For Stupid

(I work reception at a hotel. One afternoon, a guest calls to enquire about availability for some dates in the next few weeks. He has a lot of questions, but the last one is the best.)

Guest: “I have one last question, and I know you won’t be able to answer it.”

Me: “…okay?”

Guest: “What’s the weather looking like over there?”

Me: “Right now?”

Guest: “No, for two weeks from now. The dates I want to book.”

Me: “Umm… I’m not sure. Let me… check the BBC weather online?”

Guest: “No, I’m looking at the weather online and it says it’s going to be rainy.”

Me: “Then it’s going to be rainy!”

Guest: “NO. I want to know how hard it’s going to rain. Like, if it says ‘Rain,’ does that mean driving rain or sprinkling rain or will it even rain at all?”

Me: “Sir, if the weather forecast says it’s going to rain, then it’s going to rain. I can’t predict the weather for you.”

Guest: *sigh* “Well, I KNEW you couldn’t help me!”