Thursday, December 04, 2003

How do these people survive?

This guy just wanted some nuggets!

Recently, when I went to McDonald's I saw on the menu that you
could have an order of 6, 9 or 12 Chicken McNuggets. I asked for a
half dozen nuggets. "We don't have half dozen nuggets," said the
teenager at the counter. "You don't?" I replied.
"We only have six, nine, or twelve," was the reply.
"So I can't order a half dozen nuggets, but I can order six?"
"That's right." So I shook my head and ordered six McNuggets.

And things don't get better for this guy.
The paragraph above doesn't amaze me because of what happened a
couple of months ago. I was checking out at the local Foodland with just a
few items and the lady behind me put her things on the belt close to
mine. I picked up one of those "Dividers" that they keep by the cash register and placed it between our things so they wouldn't get mixed.
After the girl had scanned all of my items, she picked up the
"Divider" looking it all over for the bar code so she could scan it.
Not finding the bar code she said to me, "Do you know how much this
is?" I said to her "I've changed my mind, I don't think I'll buy that
today." She said "OK" and I paid her for the things and left. She had
no clue to what had just happened.

And then you have people who should just stay in the bed every day.

A lady at work was seen putting a credit card into her floppy drive
and pulling it out very quickly. When inquired as to what she was
doing, she said she was shopping on the Internet and they kept asking
for a credit card number, so she was using the ATM "thingy."

She's gotta be blond, right?

I recently saw a distraught young lady weeping beside her car. "Do you need some help?" I asked. She replied, "I knew I should have replaced
the battery to this remote door unlocker. Now I can't get into my car.
Do you think they (pointing to a distant convenient store) would have
a battery to fit this?" "Hmmm, I dunno. Do you have an alarm too?" I
asked. "No, just this remote thingy," she answered, handing it and the
car keys to me. As I took the key and manually unlocked the door, I
replied, "Why don't you drive over there and check about the
batteries. It's a long walk."

I hope this one isn't that insurance clerk I have to deal with!

Several years ago, we had an Intern who was none too swift. One day
she was typing and turned to a secretary and said, "I'm almost out of
typing paper. What do I do?" "Just use copier machine paper," the
secretary told her. With that, the intern took her last remaining
blank piece of paper, put it on the photocopier and proceeded to make
five "blank" copies.

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