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    Queens Of The Wrong Age

    | USA | Coworkers, Extra Stupid, Musical Mayhem

    (It’s the end of the day and I have ‘Get Lucky’ by Daft Punk playing on my MP3 player loud enough to be heard by my coworker.)

    Coworker: *gets all excited hearing the music* “I love Queen!”

    Me: *face-palm*

    You Can’t Make This Stuff Up

    , | Baton Rouge, LA, USA | Coworkers, Extra Stupid, History

    (It is a quiet evening and all of us who are on shift are good friends, so we are chatting. Someone mentions having read something weird online, and I laugh.)

    Me: “Makes me think of that quote that goes something like, ’75% of what you read online is made up. Abraham Lincoln.’”

    Coworker #1: “…but, they didn’t have the Internet when Abraham Lincoln was around.”

    Me: “Exactly!”

    Coworker #1: “So how could he have said it?”

    (Everyone else had immediately understood the joke, and several try to get him to understand it.)

    Coworker #2: “That’s why it’s funny! Abraham Lincoln couldn’t/ have said it, so it’s pointing out that stuff online isn’t always believable.”

    Coworker #1: “But… why would it say Abraham Lincoln said it? He wasn’t around!”

    (We all finally give up and continue on with what we were doing. About an hour later, the penny finally drops.)

    Coworker #1: “Oh! It means the Internet isn’t reliable because Abraham Lincoln could never have known about the Internet so someone obviously made up that he said it!”

    (He proceeded to laugh at the joke. We all couldn’t help but join in.)

    Must Have Missed THAT Referendum

    | London, England, UK | Employees, Extra Stupid, Geography, Tourists & Travel

    (I’m on vacation and am going through border control in London. I’m spending three days in London then heading to Dublin, Ireland for a week.)

    Border Agent: “What is the purpose of your visit?”

    Me: “Holiday.”

    Border Agent: “How long are you staying?”

    Me: “Three days.”

    Border Agent: “Only three days? Where are you going after that?”

    Me: “I’m flying to Dublin, Ireland three days from now and then I’ll be there for seven days.”

    Border Agent: “You’re going to Ireland? So you’re staying in the UK for ten days, not three.”

    Me: “Oh, I’m sorry. I’m not going to Northern Ireland. I’m going to the Republic of Ireland… the country. So I’ll only be in the United Kingdom for three days. Then the country of Ireland for seven.”

    Border Agent: *suddenly angry* “No! Ireland is part of the UK! If you’re flying to Ireland, you’ll still be in the UK! You Americans don’t know anything.”

    Me: *giving up* “Whatever. Yes, I’ll be here for ten days.”

    Border Agent: *friendly again* “Okay! Enjoy your holiday!”

    No Underage Understanding

    | PA, USA | Criminal/Illegal, Employees, Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

    (My boyfriend and I are at a big chain restaurant. This occurs a few days before my 22nd birthday.)

    Boyfriend: “I’ll have the lemon drop martini.”

    Me: “That sounds good. I’ll have the same thing.”

    Waiter: “Great. I’m going to need to see some ID though.”

    (My boyfriend hands him his ID and the waiter looks it over and hands it back. I hand him mine and he looks at it.)

    Waiter: “Um… you’re only a few days away from your birthday, so I guess I can let it slide this time.”

    Me: “Um… look at the year again. I’ll be 22 in a few days.”

    Waiter: “Oh, yeah! You’re all good!” *hands ID back and walks away*

    Boyfriend: “Did he just admit that he would serve someone underage?”

    Not Getting Just Desserts

    | Montreal, QC, Canada | Bosses & Owners, Crazy Requests, Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

    (The owner’s clueless son has been given charge of managing our bistro. I have made a new batch of praline nougat sorbet. He has disliked me from day one.)

    Manager: *tasting the dessert* “I think we should take this off the menu. Nobody likes it.”

    Me: “It’s our most popular dessert item; the customers seem to like it.”

    Manager: “Well, I don’t like it. Make another batch and I’ll decide.”

    (I put the same batch back in the freezer. The next day he comes back and asks to taste the new one. I give him the same dessert from the previous day.)

    Me: “The pastry chef made it this time.”

    Manager: “This one is much better! Let’s keep it on the menu.”

    Me: “…”

    (I quit not long afterwards, and so did the rest of the kitchen staff!)


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