Customer: “I came in here yesterday and ordered a chai tea and you guys gave me a mocha. That was not what I ordered!”
Me: “I’m sorry, ma’am. I apologize if somehow they got messed up.”
Customer: “Well, I want some sort of gift card or compensation. I am allergic to caffeine. It could have killed me!”
Me: “You are allergic to caffeine but you ordered a chai tea? You do realize that chai is a black tea and highly caffeinated, right?”
Customer: “I meant chocolate. I am allergic to chocolate!”
(I look down at two chocolate bars in her hand.)
Me: “Really?”
Customer: “Oh f*** you!”
(I’m waiting in line after ordering a cheeseburger. Another customer is being particularly annoying.)
Server: “Your cheeseburger’s ready sir. That’ll be £2.80.”
Me: *handing over money* “Thanks.”
Other customer: “Hey! Why’s he getting his first? We were here first, that’s mine!”
Server: “He ordered a cheeseburger. They’re quicker to make than double bacon burgers. Yours will be done in a minute.”
Other customer: “I want that one! That one is mine!”
(I nod to the server, and they hand the woman the burger.)
Other customer: “This has got cheese in it! And no bacon! Are trying to rip me off?!”
Server: “You said you wanted that one rather than what you ordered.”
Other customer: “This is appalling! I’m going elsewhere. You can’t get your orders in the right order!” *slams cheese burger on van shelf then walks off*
Server, to me: *smiling* “Would you like a free bacon burger with your cheeseburger?”
Me: “Thank you for calling [Cell Phone Company] customer service. How can I help you?”
Caller: “You sound different. Where are you from?”
Me: “Canada. Is there something I can help you with?”
Caller: “Canada? How big is the igloo you work in?”
Me: “Sir, we don’t live in igloos. In fact, it’s about 40˚ here at the moment.”
Caller: “40˚ is freezing!”
Me: “40˚ Celsius. That’s 104˚ Fahrenheit.”
Caller: “Oh my god, how do you keep your igloos from melting?!”
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Me: “Thanks for calling [executive car company]. How can I help you?”
Caller:“I need to make a reservation.”
Me: “Sure where is the pick up?”
Caller: “A hotel called the George V?” *she pronounces it like the letter ‘V’* “It’s in Paris, France.”
Me: “Okay.”
Caller: “Oh, wait. It’s called the hotel five!”
Me: “That makes sense, since the V must be a roman numeral.”
Caller: “Yeah, V must mean 5 in French. It was confusing to me and you because we are English.”
Me: “Haha, yeah. That must be it…”
Customer: “I’m looking for horseradish.”
(I take her to the condiment section, where there are seven different kinds of horseradish.)
Customer: “No, it’s not any of these.”
Me: “Is it a refrigerated product?”
Customer: “Oh, I don’t know.”
Me: “Well, this is the only place I know of where we stock horseradish.”
(A few moments later, the customer finds me again.)
Customer: “I know where it is. But I’m not going to tell you. You need to figure it out on you own.”
This video is funny, should watch it! XP
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