Here's a couple of funny stories for you from my corner of dysfunction.
Tales Of Interest #1: On Mon. night, one of our managers was asked to check the men's bathroom. A customer had tried to go inside to use it, but the entrance door was locked. The manager unlocked the door and went inside, thinking some kids were just jerking us around by locking it. Oops. Did I say jerking?
When she got inside, she saw two sets of shoes in the handicap stall. I'm not clear if their pants were completely down around their ankles, but at the very least trousers had been lowered. Someone in the stall calls out, "We're busy..."
She called out, "I'm calling the cops...go get a room!" She goes out to make the call and within seconds the guys are flying out the door.
No word if either one said "I have a wide stance."
Tales of Interest #2: A young boy comes up to his mom and hands her the book Guitar For Dummies. He asks her what "dummies" means. She explains that dummy is a word used for someone who isn't very smart. She then tells him he wouldn't want the book because who wants to learn guitar from a dummy.
Who wants to learn from a dummy indeed...
We should have social services on speed dial.
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