bydand
Senior Master
What did she think, he had a really long cane and tapped it in front of the van? Man that isn't a gene pool, it is a gene sespool.
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What did she think, he had a really long cane and tapped it in front of the van? Man that isn't a gene pool, it is a gene sespool.
I was in the supermarket at the checkout and noticed the bag which had a red dotted line about an inch from the top with the duhrections "Do not fill above this line"
Makes me wonder what future archeologists are going to think when they excavate our dumps and see some of the duhrections we put on the products we use:idunno:
Makes me wonder what future archeologists are going to think when they excavate our dumps and see some of the duhrections we put on the products we use:idunno:
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Sadly? In my brief stint as a drive- through lady at the local Mickey D's, I've actually seen patrons do those exact things... Not often, but it has happened.
I'm thinking on the original question... It seems I always run into one, take note, then forget...
As an employee in retail:
*Me standing in my department, wearing regulation work clothes, holding keys (playing with, actually)*
Customer comes up, asks, "Hi! Do you work here?"
I had to stop, look around at myself and think, "No, not really. I robbed the real associate of their smock and keys, all to just confuse unsuspecting customers."
Same thing goes for when I was anywhere else in the store... I was standing in the middle of the main through-way, and was asked if I worked in the store once.
*Me standing in my department, wearing regulation work clothes, holding keys (playing with, actually)*
Customer comes up, asks, "Hi! Do you work here?"
I had to stop, look around at myself and think, "No, not really. I robbed the real associate of their smock and keys, all to just confuse unsuspecting customers."
Same thing goes for when I was anywhere else in the store... I was standing in the middle of the main through-way, and was asked if I worked in the store once.
Recently, I took my younger son with me to the bank with the purpose to withdraw money for his kenpo tuition. As it was shortly before his class, I decided to go drive-through as it should be faster. Since I'm deaf, I took out my pad of paper and a pen and wrote a note: "Hi, I'm deaf. My acct number is ######. I would like to withdraw $###.## from my checking acct. Thank you. (signature)" I dropped this note along with my driver's id and account card into the container and placed it into the tube to send to the teller.
I watched the teller accept the container, take it out, look at my id, and read the note. He then spoke in my microphone (my son interpreted). "What would you like me to do today?" My son and I looked at each other, puzzled, then I looked at the teller and pointed at the hand then pointed to him. He looked at his hand holding the paper. "Oh, I'm sorry. You're deaf. May I ask for your account number and whether you want checking or savings? What you would like me to do for you today?" I pointed again to the note and just sat there amazed, staring at him. The guy pauses, re-reads the note, then says, "Oh, I see, it's all on this note."
When we left from the bank, my son asked me, "Is that guy for real? Are there people that are actually this stupid?" I replied, "I guess being at a bank with a job counting money, intelligence is not a requirement."
- Ceicei
I watched the teller accept the container, take it out, look at my id, and read the note. He then spoke in my microphone (my son interpreted). "What would you like me to do today?" My son and I looked at each other, puzzled, then I looked at the teller and pointed at the hand then pointed to him. He looked at his hand holding the paper. "Oh, I'm sorry. You're deaf. May I ask for your account number and whether you want checking or savings? What you would like me to do for you today?" I pointed again to the note and just sat there amazed, staring at him. The guy pauses, re-reads the note, then says, "Oh, I see, it's all on this note."
When we left from the bank, my son asked me, "Is that guy for real? Are there people that are actually this stupid?" I replied, "I guess being at a bank with a job counting money, intelligence is not a requirement."
- Ceicei
Okay, I'll see that, and raise it with this:
I was wandering around the dealership where I get my car worked on while I waited, when I was approached by a salesman.
Salesman: Are you interested in a new car?
Me: No, I'm just waiting while I get mine repaired... but I would like to know what the trade-in value is, for future planning.
Salesman begins to gather information, asks what car I'm interested in, I repeat that I'm only getting information.
Time passes... my car repair is completed, and I go back to the service desk for my keys... where they tell me, to my shock, that the salesman has them. So I go looking for the salesman and ask for my keys...
Me: Where's my car?
Salesman: (pulls out paperwork) Well, your trade-in is worth $X... minus the cost of repairs, so that brings it to $Y
Me: I paid for the repair. I want to leave now. The service desk says you have my keys.
Salesman: I thought you wanted to buy the newer version, so I took your car to the used car lot.
Me: I told you I didn't want to buy a car, that I just wanted information for planning purposes. Can I have it back now?
Salesman: But... I thought you wanted a new car...
Me: Like I said - I wanted information. I didn't give you permission to touch my car - now go get it before I find your supervisor.
Salesman scrams and comes back with my car... I guess he thought a single female alone in a dealership was an easy mark.
Y'think? Some years ago, a friend of mine was temporarily working out of state, and left me his account numbers, because his company did not have direct deposit, and there were no branches of his bank where he was - so he mailed his paychecks to me, and I deposited them for him.
One day, I took his check to the drive-through, wrote the account number and "for deposit only" on it, and sent it through the vacuum tube - no signature, no ID. His check came back in cash.... when I asked why, it was because I hadn't included a deposit slip... so I filled out a deposit slip and sent it back. Then I called him and told him what had happened so he could make sure it had been credited properly. At his request, I called the bank and spoke to the manager... and had to have my friend call the manager himself, because when I explained the situation, the manager told me that he couldn't confirm the deposit because I wasn't the account holder - which he only knew (my friend's first name is Kerry, which could be male or female) because I had told him the entire story!
If you'd been in a really bad mood you could have said "now go get it before I call the police"...
I think part of the problem is people get this script and don't know how to deviate outside of it....
I favorite are people who are driving in parking decks where you can only go one direction and they put on their blinkers as they go around corners...."what I thought you were going to drive into the cement pillar?"
Flatlander
Grandmaster
:rofl: LOL!
Laurentkd
Master Black Belt
I hate going through a drive-thru, ordering (including "and that's all") and hearing "would you like 2 apple pies for a dollar?"
If I had wanted apple pies I would have asked for apple pies!! :angry:
Applies for any extra of course, nothing against apple pies in particular
If I had wanted apple pies I would have asked for apple pies!! :angry:
Applies for any extra of course, nothing against apple pies in particular
Obligatory MA content: Do you remember the old Badger comic the time that Norbert went to the drive-thru? My little amphibious heart was strangely warmed by the sight of a dozen beaten, battered Burger Drones being forced to repeat "In French Fries you'll bask. But only when asked. With ketchup we'll render, each burger we tender."
grydth
Senior Master
Too many years of eating at these joints has made me no better than the folks we are joking about.....
I see the thread "Carry Permits for Canadians" and reflect that there aren't many Canadians I could even lift anymore, and why would I want to, and why is there a license required to carry a Canadian around.
I see the thread " Speed of Light Broken" and wonder if it can be fixed....
I see the thread "Carry Permits for Canadians" and reflect that there aren't many Canadians I could even lift anymore, and why would I want to, and why is there a license required to carry a Canadian around.
I see the thread " Speed of Light Broken" and wonder if it can be fixed....
LOL!
Whenever I see the thread "I feel like a woman" I think "Well, I feel like a woman too, and I feel like a beer."
