“(The restaurant is near a Navy base and thus, sometimes, sailors and officers off-duty come to eat. A man and his girlfriend come in. They haven’t reserved a table, were rude and snotty with my co-workers, complained a lot about the food and talked loudly and sometimes mocked the other customers. My manager decides that enough is enough when the man lit a cigarette after requesting his bill.)
Manager: “Sir, you can’t smoke here.”
Customer: “Yes I can.”
Manager: “Sir, you’re in a smoke-free zone. Either go away or put out this cigarette.”
(The customer gets up. He’s clearly taller and larger than the manager and glances at him.)
Customer: “Buddy, listen. I’m a Navy’s lieutenant, so I’m not going to take crap from civvies. Just shut up and let me smoke.”
(At this point, I decide to call the police when I notice another customer with his family getting up and going straight to the troublemaker.)
Customer #2: “Did I hear you’re in the Navy?”
Customer: “Yeah, so?”
Customer #2: “You work at the base here?”
Customer: “What? Get the f*** out, you d*** civvie!”
Customer #2: “You know [name]?”
Customer: “Who the f*** are you and what the f*** do you want?”
Customer #2: “Do you know [name]?”
Customer: “[name] is my superior!”
Customer #2: “Well, I’m HIS superior, and as soon as I’m out of here, I’ll make sure he lights your a** up.”
(The second customer pulls out a military ID and shows it to him. The troublemaking customer goes white, apologizes profusely to the manager and the customer, pays his bill and storms off with his girl WHILE SOBBING. Turns out the man showed him his military ID, and he’s a Navy’s rear-admiral. Needless to say, we gave a huge discount to the officer.)”—Not Always Right » Navy Seal’s Fate is Sealed
Earlier I mentioned Child’s Play, the charity set up by the wonderful people at Penny Arcade to provide toys, games, books and other entertainment for children’s hospitals across the world. I also mentioned some of the game telethons that go on during Child’s Play drive season.
Well, the first such telethon will be starting on the 19th, this Friday - Desert Bus for Hope, a telethon held by the people at Loading Ready Run.
If you’re not familiar with Desert Bus, I envy you. It’s a driving simulator, with the aim being to drive a bus from Tuscon, Arizona to Las Vegas. You drive through the desert at a maximum speed of 45mph in a bus that lists ever-so-slightly to the right. It takes eight hours to finish one journey, you can’t pause it, and one complete journey from Tuscon to Vegas earns you one point. You can earn another point by making a return trip. And so on. And so on.
It’s quite possibly the most boring game ever designed by man - intentionally so, as you’ll learn by reading the game’s Wikipedia entry - ad the LRR peeps will plays it ‘til they can’t plays it no more. For charity. Could there be a more noble act? Probably, but we’ll cut them some slack. Check out Desert Bus for Hope, and make sure you’re watching it over the weekend. I intend to! Oh, and chip in a buck or two if you can, eh?
And congrats to you, sir; I didn’t know you’d written this until I saw it linked on the Desert Bus site.
As of July, I’ve been on Tumblr for three years. As of this post, I’ve made 3001 posts, not counting anything on The Dublin Tumblelog, The Gazebo, or Word Journal. I’m not sure whether to be proud or a bit sad, but I know one thing: if not for Tumblr, I’d not have met several of the people I talk to online, I’d never have discovered half the stuff I now know, and I’d probably have graduated by now. Thanks, Tumblr.
“(I am calling a customer.)
Me: “May I speak to [customer’s name] please?”
Woman: “He’s not here.”
Me: “This is [name], with [phone company]. I am calling to remind you that your phone bill was due on the 5th and is in danger of being disconnected. Can you tell me when you will be able to pay it?”
Woman: “How did you get this number? It’s unlisted!”
Me: “Ma’am, this is the phone company. We gave you this phone number.”—Not Always Right | Funny & Stupid Customer Quotes » Did A Number On This One
Essentially, if someone (and it may be YOU) logs in to your Battle.net account from somewhere that you don’t normally log in from, you’ll have to call Blizzard and give them a pin and a password, saying “It’s cool, it’s me!”.
So… good idea or bad idea? I’m undecided. It’s secure, but it’s an incredible amount of hassle. Though at least it’ll be free.