That's exactly what I want you incompetent swine!

[Shironu-Akaineko]

So yeah, I keep having weird snap-outs happening. Maybe it's my deodorant.

SC: Blood for the Blood gods

Me: surprisingly calm through all this

Jo: Awesome co-worker who's kinda supposed to be my supervisor but not... I don't know either.

PART ONE : SATURDAY

SC: Yes, I'd like a one year renewal on my Failus phone.

Me: Ah, a 100$ Failus card it is!

SC: No! It's not a card!!

Me:... are you on a contract?

SC: *silent moment.. then epic meltdown. Imagine this shouted repeatedly, peppered with expletives. I'll try to write down all the clear parts* WHAT? NO! OH MY GAWD EVERY YEAR IT'S THE SAME THING! YOU'RE INCOMPETENT! IT'S NOT A CARD! I SHOULD BE AT THE FAILUS COUNTER FOR THIS BUT THEY SENT ME HERE! DON'T THEY TRAIN YOU? DO YOU EVEN KNOW YOUR JOB? WHY IS THIS SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND! I JUST WANT A ONE YEAR RENEWAL! A ONE-YEAR-RENEWAL!! IT'S NOT A CARD! IT'S A PIECE OF PAPER! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU! I'M SO SICK OF THIS!

Me: *calm. waiting for SC to run out of breath.*

SC: *gasp*

Me: It's the exact same thing, sir.

SC: ...huh?

Me: A 100$ Failus card is a one year renewal. Also, we call it a card because most of our customers call it a card. We print it on a piece of receipt paper, like you said, but all my customers refer to it as a card, so the name stuck.

SC: ...Oh.

Me: *prints it cheerfully, scans it, hands it to him* *100$ + tax* please~

SC: *gives me money, mutters under his breath* still should be called a paper, not a card....

Me: *watches him fold it and place it in his wallet* Have a nice day sir!

PART TWO : THURSDAY

I show up for my afternoon shift and Jo asks me about a man to whom I sold a 100$ Failus card last saturday. I say yeah, tell him the story...

Turns out he showed up an hour before my shift and accused me of not giving him his card! (Oh, NOW it's a card? you picked up on the lingo quick!)

Of course, he mentionned how incompetent and newbie I am... Jo replied "So you paid for it."

SC: Yeah and she never-

Jo: Then she scanned it and handed it to you. You can't be charged for the card unless she scans it and hands it to you.

SC: But-!

Jo: I'll call the company for a copy of your number. Give me your receipt.

Jo does so, gets the number, writes it down on the SC's receipt and gives him these parting words:

Jo: Next time sir, be more careful with your papers.

[Pixilated]

Kudos to Jo for that parting shot! That idiot shouldn't be using a dial phone, much less anything more complicated.

[XCashier]

Kudos to Jo for that parting shot! That idiot shouldn't be using a dial phone Fisher-Price Chatter Telephone, much less anything more complicated.

Fixed that for you.

[Shironu-Akaineko]

"Jo wins - flawless victory"

I really seem to bring the worst out of people here. When I'm purposefully rude or sarcastic, I make great sales, yet when I'm nice and professional, *cartoon avalanche on Wile E. Coyote with tiny umbrella*

[aurelemsrealm]

Some people wouldn't get the rope with soup cans at each end let alone anything more complicated.

[Jay 2K Winger]

SC: Blood for the Blood gods

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!

[TimmyHate]

SC: Blood for the Blood gods

While I get the reference, this is the first time I've heard this followed by an epic thrash metal riff....

[Bandit]

Some people wouldn't get the rope with soup cans at each end let alone anything more complicated.

You are not far off, aurelemsrealm - I've been doing telecom/IT support for 20 years now and you would not believe the number of people that have an alphabet soup of degrees behind their name that have trouble remembering not only how to use a phone but not only a 4-digit password after a 3-day weekend.

I remember the high-tech job I had. <wibble>

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