Category: Extra Stupid


Credit Us With Some Common Sense, Part 2

| Tampa, FL, USA | Employees, Extra Stupid

(I work in the quality department of a call center for a large bank that has branches across the country. This is a one of the calls I listened to:)

Member: “I would like to do a cash advance from my credit card and deposit to my checking.”

Representative: “Okay, is your cash advance on your account?”

Member: “…”

Representative: “Is your cash advance with the bank?”

Member: “Transfer me to the branch; I can’t handle the call center right now.”


Credit Us With Some Common Sense


Maybe It’s Pregnancy Brain

| Winnipeg, MB, Canada | Bosses & Owners, Extra Stupid, Time

(My supervisor is getting ready to go on maternity leave, and today is her last day. Maternity leave is six months. My supervisor is a real stickler for details.)

Me: “Well, goodbye, and good luck! Gee, I can’t believe I won’t see you again for six months.”

Supervisor: “FOR THE LAST TIME, IT’S NOT SIX MONTHS! IT’S 26 WEEKS! God, why can’t you people get a simple fact straight?”

Me: “Uh, sorry.” *walks away, then suddenly thinks* “Wait a minute!”


In A State Of Confusion, Part 4

| CO, USA | Employees, Extra Stupid, Geography

(I am calling my bank to let them know that I will be going out of the country, and may end up using my credit card during that time. This occurs after giving them all of my relevant personal information and the teller has logged into my account.)

Teller: “So, what are you calling about today?”

Me: “I just wanted to let you know that I will be going to Guatemala and Honduras from [Date] to [Date], just so you don’t put a hold on my card for suspicious activity.”

Teller: “Okay, where?”

Me: “Guatemala and Honduras.”

Teller: “I’m sorry?”

Me: *slowly* “Guatemala and Honduras.”

Teller: “Oh… What state is that in?”

In A State Of Confusion, Part 3
In A State Of Confusion, Part 2
In A State Of Confusion


The Dirty Dozen

, | Brisbane, QLD, Australia | At The Checkout, Extra Stupid, Food & Drink

(I don’t usually like take away but this particular day I felt an unusual craving for chicken nuggets.)

Me: “Hi, I’m just wondering what quantities the nuggets come in?”

Cashier: “Umm, 3,6,9,12, or 18?”

Me: “Oh, can I please have half a dozen nuggets please?”

Cashier: “Oh, we don’t do half a dozen only 3,6,12, and 18 packs.”

Me: “Okay, I’ll have six, please.”

Cashier: “Sure, that’ll be [price]. Sorry, we’re not allowed to change the pack sizes.”

Me: “Um, that’s okay…”

(I walked away with my “six nuggets” with three free ones.)


In The Same Aisle As The Spit-Polish

| AB, Canada | Coworkers, Extra Stupid

(I’m working in a stable with Arabian show horses. My coworker and I are grooming some of the horses.)

Coworker: “The last show I went to, there were some horses there that looked just wonderful. I asked the owner how she got their coats so shiny.”

Me: “Uh huh.”

Coworker: “She said she just used lots of elbow grease.”

Me: “Mmmm…?”

Coworker: “You should have seen the looks I got in the drug store when I went in and asked where they kept the elbow grease.”