i just got hardcore sassed by a woman on the phone at work. hardcore. observe:
customer: do you have any shows the weekend after christmas?
me: you mean, after the 24th? (referring to the fact that there is a show on the 24th)
customer: christmas is the 25th! not the 24th!
me: yeah, i know. it's just that we have a show ---
customer: i was gonna say, what planet are you from?!?
she didn't say it in a funny, teasing way. she seemed geniunely shocked that i'd mentioned christmas eve, and not christmas day. she even did one of those stupid, "i'm-talking-to-an-imbecile" chuckles.
how dare i even insinuate that i don't know the date of christ's birth. how dare i indeed.
(i should do a one-woman show, and just act out all the ridiculous things people have said to me at this job. i have a feeling that the ridiculousness is something that must be experienced in full before it is understood).
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and of course to be fair, everyone knows christ wasn't born anywhere near the month of december.
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