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    You Can Lose Yourself In This Job

    | Newcastle, England, UK | Bizarre/Silly, Coworkers

    (We have to answer the phone with our name and department even for internal calls.)

    Coworker: “Hello, ladies wear, erm… Who am I again? Oh yeah, [Coworker] speaking.”

    Me: *laughing* “It’s only [My Name]. You’ve got some stock up here when you’ve got a minute.”

    (A couple of minutes later my coworker appears.)

    Me: “Have you remembered who you are yet?”

    Not The Brightest Of Coworkers

    | Seattle, WA, USA | Coworkers, Crazy Requests, Extra Stupid

    (I work in a long office space that has windows all down one side. It is very open and well-lit, and at night the parking lot lights and streetlights stream in. A coworker works in the workspace farthest from the main door, by insistent choice. Her workspace is bounded on two sides by windows and is closest to the streetlights, so it gets the most exterior light of them all. I regularly work late, and am almost always the last person to leave. As I walk out the main door, I turn out the lights, since this is the only placement of the switches for the main lights. One morning I come to work to be confronted by Coworker, who is almost shaking with anger.)

    Coworker: “You turned the lights out on me last night! You left me in the dark!”

    Me: “Oops! Sorry about that. I thought I was the last one here, like usual.”

    Coworker: “Well, you weren’t, and I yelled at you. Why didn’t you turn them back on?”

    Me: “Sorry, but I didn’t hear anything.”

    Coworker: “Of course not! That’s because you were all the way down there!”

    Me: “Well… yes. That’s where the door and light switches are. Again, sorry, but—”

    Coworker: “Well, you shouldn’t have done it! I couldn’t see anything!”

    (From the light coming in the windows, and the various bits of light coming from power buttons, etc, I find I can almost read by the ambient light when the lights are off at night. The cleaning crew has shut them off on me a few times, so I know that the office is far from pitch black… especially when you’re sitting in front of two 24″ monitors throwing light everywhere. As a bonus, less than twenty feet from her workspace is a motion sensor that turns on one office’s lights, providing ample light to the entire area.)

    Me: “I’m sure you were fine.”

    Coworker: “No! I could have fallen and hurt myself, and no one would have found me until morning!”

    Me: “Look, I’m not sure what you want me to say at this point, but I know you’ve had this happen before, and it just upsets you. Why don’t you buy a cheap flashlight, and keep it in your desk drawer or something?”

    Coworker: “Oh, I do have one, but it doesn’t help.”

    Me: “Huh? Why not?”

    Coworker: “How can I find it in the dark?!”

    We’re Separated

    | New Zealand | At The Checkout, Employees, Food & Drink

    (I’m quickly getting some lunch between classes, by myself. After ordering my sandwich I get to the register.)

    Server: “So, are you paying together?”

    (I turn to the stranger next in line to me. We both look confused.)

    Both Of Us: “Separately”

    Server: *to next customer* “You know if you’re taking her out for lunch you should be paying! It’s the right thing to do!”

    (I paid for my sandwich and left hastily, without my ‘lunch date.’)

    The Great Mushroom Slaughter

    , | WV, USA | Awesome Workers, Bizarre/Silly, Food & Drink

    (I’ve ordered a chicken meal with a side of breaded mushrooms.)

    Server: *at drive through* “Sorry for your wait. We kill our own mushrooms.”

    Making A Graceful Exit

    | Las Vegas, NV, USA | Awesome Workers, Employees, Money, Technology, Tourists & Travel

    (A few days before Thanksgiving, my 6’5″ husband and I (tall as well) are on a long trip back to our home in Europe from a trade show in Las Vegas. Our time at the show was fraught with embarrassment and financial peril, as both our East Coast as well as our German credit cards from a major card company are randomly accepted or denied, even within the same hotel. We therefore have resorted to using cash whenever possible. At the airport, my husband is dealing with back pain, and at the gate we try to upgrade our plane seats to Economy Plus with much needed leg room. The agent at the gate is slightly flustered with handling a packed and overbooked flight, but keeping her cool:)

    Agent: “Yes, I can give you two exit row seats if that is okay with you. That would be $204.”

    Husband: *looking way happier* “Yes, please!”

    Me: “Can we pay in cash?”

    Agent: “I’m sorry, I may not take cash here, and you cannot get prepaid credit cards in this area of the airport.”

    (I explain our credit card and authorization woes, and warn her that they might fail, but to please try them. While she attempts to run all our cards, Husband and I chat that we just will have to take it as it comes with the cards, and hope for the best.)

    Me: *noticing the people on the waiting list nearby* “You know, at least we will BE on the flight and get home, with or without the upgrade. I’m glad for that. If we can only pay for one upgraded seat, you’re getting it!”

    Agent: “It looks like this [last] card might be authorizing, but the system is acting up again. It won’t let me assign the seats to you!”

    Me: “Oh, dear. Did the card fail after all?”

    Agent: “I don’t think so. This is the third time today the system is doing this. I’ll try this a couple more times, and if it doesn’t assign, I’ll waive the fee.”

    Husband: *in German* “What did she say? Is she serious?”

    Me: *in German* “She might be joking. I don’t know. Let’s just wait.”

    Agent: “Okay. That does it. I am done with seating system. I am waiving the fee and manually assigning you the seats. Here are your new boarding cards!”

    (Shocked and grateful, we shake her hand and thank her profusely. The waiting list people got on the plane, too, on our vacated seats! Airline agent, if you are reading this, you saved us a lot of pain on the long flight home to Thanksgiving with our family there! Thank you so much, and happy Thanksgiving to you, too!)


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