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Read Stories About Idiots
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Coffee anyone?
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I use to work as a mainframe operator at a telecommunications company. We were responsible for all software and hardware issues. I received a call from an Operator in our customer service group. She stated that the keyboard to her terminal did not work. I had her try the usual things (was the hold button on?). When none of my instructions cleared the problem, I told her I would be over with a new keyboard. When I got there, I reached behind the monitor and unplugged the keyboard. When I picked it up and brought it to my chest to pull the cord from behind
the monitor, I felt something wet on my chest. When I looked down there was a large brown wet spot on my white dress shirt. When I looked at the operator, she shrugged and said "I forgot to tell you that I dumped my coffee into my keyboard."
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Call me a cab
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When I was in college, back in the days before Caller ID, the phone number
to our dorm was very close to that of a local cab company. Frequently (at
least a half dozen times daily) we received calls requesting cabs. One
time I was fed up with the quantity of calls and a lady called asking for a
cab. After explaining that she had the wrong number, she insisted I send
over a cab immediately. Without asking for her address or taking down her
name, I said "we'll be right over in two minutes"... Thank goodness she
never called back, and I always hoped that now one less caller would be
misdialing our number...
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