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Stock Is Being Liquidated And Metriculated

| Working | March 21, 2016

(I need a large frame for an art project. Seeing that a frame shop is closing down in two days, I wander in. Unfortunately, the measurements I have are in centimetres and everything is labeled in inches.)

Me: “Excuse me; I’m looking for a frame that’s 82 cm by 39 cm.”

Worker: “Don’t care. I don’t work in metric.” *wanders off*

(I think I know why that place closed down.)


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Would Prefer To Be Butt Hurt

| Working | March 21, 2016

(We have a small office, so small that to get from the manager’s office to the front there is a small hallway where I sit. Every time my manager, who is very heavyset, passes by, he bumps my head with his butt. It is so annoying that one day I work up the courage to say something.)

Me: “Could you stop bumping my head with your butt?!”

Manager: “Sorry, I’m trying to get by here. It’s really tight, isn’t it?”

Me: “Mm.”

(He turns around and faces me, and then tries to squeeze by. This time he bumps me with his FRONT.)

Me: “You know what? Never mind, keep bumping me with your butt.”

A Disability Of Decency

| Working | March 21, 2016

(My girlfriend and I have just become engaged so we decide to go have a weekend away to celebrate. My girlfriend has to use an electric chair as she is unable to walk long distances but gets very self conscious about it. It’s lunch time so we decide to go get something to eat in a cafe we are going past, and as we go through the door everyone stops and looks at us.)

Waitress: “Will she be staying in the chair?”

Me: *shocked* “First of all ‘she’ is disabled, not deaf. And second, that’s hardly a suitable greeting to a potential customer which you, my dear, have just lost out on with that remark. Goodbye.”

(We went to another cafe across the street and as we entered, everyone carried on like on like normal and the waitress talked to my girlfriend as if the chair wasn’t there.)

Trying To Put The Matter To Bed (& Breakfast)

, | Working | March 20, 2016

(I reserve a room at a bed and breakfast via an online hotel reservation service. A few days later, I get an email saying my reservation could not be honored, and to please call their helpline to resolve the matter. I go outside during my lunch break to call and get things worked out.)

Representative: “Thank you for calling [Company]. How can I help you?”

Me: “I booked a room a couple days ago and I just got an email saying it couldn’t be honored and to call here to work it out.”

Representative: “Yes, it looks like the proprietor told us that he had a room available, but he booked it and didn’t let us know, so we didn’t update our site, but the room has been filled.”

Me: *thinking that sounds suspicious, but wanting to get things worked out* “So, what now?”

Representative: “Why did you choose this bed and breakfast? I will search my system and find something comparable.”

Me: “It is right down the road from my mom’s house. I’m not sure you’ll find something nearby; it’s kind of in the middle of nowhere and I don’t want to be much farther away since I’m going home for Mother’s Day.”

Representative: “I’m sure we can find something. I’m going to put you on hold while I search.”

(He puts me on hold for about 10 minutes.)

Representative: “Hello, [My Name], I searched and I found a room at [Budget Nationwide Hotel Chain] in [City 10 miles away]. Would you like me to transfer your booking?”

Me: “Um, that’s not really close by. I was hoping for something closer.”

Representative: “According to our maps, it’s only 3.8 miles from your original booking.”

Me: *thinking it will only be one night and not wanting to fight* “Okay, that’s fine, then.”

Representative: “Okay, the price for this room is $119 per night. Since you booked your other room at $100 a night, we will cover the cost of the increase, but I will need a credit card number to hold the room.”

Me: “Oh, I’m sorry, I just stepped outside to call and I don’t have my wallet with me. Can I call you back later today with my credit card?”

Representative: “There are only a few rooms left. We really need a credit card to reserve the room. We can’t guarantee there will be any rooms left if you don’t reserve it now.”

Me: *starting to get a little annoyed now; they are trying to get me to stay in a budget hotel instead of a bed and breakfast and not making it easy* “I’m sorry, maybe you didn’t hear me – I don’t have my credit card with me. It’s in my office on the 23rd floor of my building. I really can’t give you my credit card number at this time. So…”

Representative: “Do you have a friend nearby? Can you borrow someone else’s card and then use your own card when you get to the hotel?”

Me: *thinking – did you really just ask if I could borrow someone else’s credit card?!* “No, I can’t do that. I’m by myself.”

Representative: “Well, I’m not sure what we can do here.”

Me: “Okay, well, if I can’t call back later, I guess you’d better just cancel everything. I’m not sure what else can be done.”

Representative: “Well, I’ll place a note on your account and you can call back later and we’ll see what we can do for you then.”

Me: *at the end of my rope* “No, just cancel. I’ll take care of finding something else on my own.”

Representative: “Are you sure? There might be something here later if you call back.”

Me: “No, it’s not worth the trouble. Just cancel.”

Representative: “Okay, I’ll send a confirmation of the cancel to [email address].”

(I decided to just call the bed and breakfast directly to see what happened. They did have a room and were able to book me directly.)

A Seriously Delayed Case Of The Mondays

| Working | March 20, 2016

(I’m calling to schedule a follow-up appointment for my son.)

Me: “Hi, this is [My Name]. My son, [Son], was there last Thursday, but we did not set up his next appointment at that time. I’m calling to schedule his follow-up appointment.”

Receptionist: “Your son has an appointment on Thursday?”

Me: “No, he had an appointment last Thursday. I just need to schedule a follow-up.”

Receptionist: “Oh, okay. What is your son’s name?”

Me: *again* “[Son].”

Receptionist: “Hmm… I don’t see him on this Thursday’s schedule.”

Me: “No, he was in LAST Thursday. We’re calling to set up a new appointment.”

Receptionist: “Hang on… I still can’t find him in our system…”

(Several minutes go by.)

Me: “Are you still there?”

Receptionist: “Yes, I just can’t… Oh, wait, here he is. He came in LAST Thursday.”

Me: *slow burn* “Yes, that’s what I said.”

Receptionist: “Is there anything else I can help you with?”