The Girl: You know why the sky is blue?
Kyun-woo: Because the reflection from the sunshine causes...
The Girl: Wrong! It's to make me happy. I wanted it to be blue, so it's blue. You know why fire is hot? It's all for me. I wanted it to be hot, so it's hot. You know why we have four seasons here in Korea?
Kyun-woo: For you?
The Girl: Correct.
Translation:
Gusto man palan! Labot mo man!
photo source :
http://hakojou.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-she-says-shell-kill-you-dont-take-it.html
Me: “Okay, ma’am, and on your username, was that N as in Nancy?”
Customer: “No, N like knife.”
Me: *jokingly* “So, N like pneumonia?”
Customer: *exasperated* “Yes! I said N as in knife! Jeeze, can you turn up your volume or something?”
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(I work at a bar and grill on the breakfast shift. I have just badly cut my finger and have blood running down my hand. As I am running to the kitchen for first aid, a customer approaches me.)
Customer: “Excuse me, can I get a glass of orange juice please?”
Me: “Ma’am, can I come right back to you? I need to take care of this.”
(I raise my hand up to show her that my hand is bleeding all over.)
Customer: “The service here is terrible. I want my orange juice!”
Me: “Ma’am, I really need to go take care of this.”
Customer: “Forget it!” *storms out without paying for her meal*
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(I work at a hotel that serves free breakfast to its guests. I’m setting it up when this encounter happens.)
Guest: “I just heard you cough back there!”
Me: “Yeah, it’s just a small cough. I’m just getting over a cold.”
Guest: “I’m going to report you to the board of health!”
Me: “For coughing?”
Guest: “Yes, for coughing! You’re serving food and I know you’re coughing all over it! I can see the germs crawling all over the food!”
Me: “I can assure you, ma’am, I’m not coughing on the food. I wouldn’t want to eat coughed on food so I wouldn’t serve it.”
Guest: “I know how you hotel people are! You want all the guests to get sick so they’ll leave and you can sit on your lazy asses all day!”
Me: “Ma’am, if no one showed up to the hotel I wouldn’t have a job. I assure you I didn’t cough on the food.”
(Suddenly, the guest changes her tone and attitude as if nothing had happened.)
Guest: “Well, if I were you, I would. Some people are so rude. They think they can just barge in and walk all over girls like you, making ridiculous accusations and get away with it. Bless your soul for being such a moral girl.”
Me: *speechless*
Guest: “You have a wonderful day! Thanks for setting breakfast up for us early risers.”
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Guest: “I just heard you cough back there!”
Me: “Yeah, it’s just a small cough. I’m just getting over a cold.”
Guest: “I’m going to report you to the board of health!”
Me: “For coughing?”
Guest: “Yes, for coughing! You’re serving food and I know you’re coughing all over it! I can see the germs crawling all over the food!”
Me: “I can assure you, ma’am, I’m not coughing on the food. I wouldn’t want to eat coughed on food so I wouldn’t serve it.”
Guest: “I know how you hotel people are! You want all the guests to get sick so they’ll leave and you can sit on your lazy asses all day!”
Me: “Ma’am, if no one showed up to the hotel I wouldn’t have a job. I assure you I didn’t cough on the food.”
(Suddenly, the guest changes her tone and attitude as if nothing had happened.)
Guest: “Well, if I were you, I would. Some people are so rude. They think they can just barge in and walk all over girls like you, making ridiculous accusations and get away with it. Bless your soul for being such a moral girl.”
Me: *speechless*
Guest: “You have a wonderful day! Thanks for setting breakfast up for us early risers.”
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(I”m working at a call center that sells products out of a very large catalog that doesn’t change often. We have just moved from Volume III to Volume IV.)
Me: “Ma’am, if you could turn to page 36, in volume four, I would be more than happy to assist you with that product.”
Customer: “I don’t have a volume four. I only have a volume I V.”
Me: “Ma’am…that is volume four. It’s printed in Roman numerals.”
Customer: “Does that mean I have to learn Latin to read this stupid catalog?!”
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Me: “Ma’am, if you could turn to page 36, in volume four, I would be more than happy to assist you with that product.”
Customer: “I don’t have a volume four. I only have a volume I V.”
Me: “Ma’am…that is volume four. It’s printed in Roman numerals.”
Customer: “Does that mean I have to learn Latin to read this stupid catalog?!”
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(I work as a cashier at a well-known arts and crafts store. This particular day, it is raining very heavily, which is rare in Arizona.)
Customer: *walking over to myself and other cashier* “Excuse me, it is wet outside. I almost slipped.”
Me: “Sorry about that, ma’am. Are you okay?”
Customer: “Yes, but you need to put a wet floor sign outside so people are aware that it is wet.”
Coworker: “It’s raining, ma’am. I think people know the ground will be wet.”
Customer: “No, they won’t! Because I didn’t!” *storms out the store*
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Customer: *walking over to myself and other cashier* “Excuse me, it is wet outside. I almost slipped.”
Me: “Sorry about that, ma’am. Are you okay?”
Customer: “Yes, but you need to put a wet floor sign outside so people are aware that it is wet.”
Coworker: “It’s raining, ma’am. I think people know the ground will be wet.”
Customer: “No, they won’t! Because I didn’t!” *storms out the store*
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