[ SECRET POST #3066 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #3066 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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[Christopher Walken]


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[Harry Potter/Parvati Patil]


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[The Mummy]


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[tokyo ghoul]


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[Ioan Gruffudd/Alexander Siddig/Dominic Keating/Max Pirkis]











Notes:

Secrets Left to Post: 01 pages, 023 secrets from Secret Submission Post #438.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ], [ 1 - posted twice ].
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Comments

Re: Worst customer service stories

[(Anonymous)]

I was the customer in this one. I was in the airport after just having spent about 26 hours in transit for an international flight. Thanks to some bad planning on my part, I'd gotten about 15 hours of sleep over a three day period and I was totally exhausted. I was second in line for coffee when the lady at the till forgot her debit card in the machine. Not wanting her to lose it, I attempted to say, "Ma'am, you forgot your debit card." Due to my exhaustion, it came out closer to, "Grrrarghphfgmlgrnnnmerrdghai!" The lady looked at me fearfully and scooted down the counter, while the man before me just watched me warily, as if waiting for an attack. The poor girl at the counter was trying, very kindly and in a tone normally used on other people's children when they're throwing a tantrum, to tell me that I had to wait my turn like everyone else, and that the nice gentleman before me got to order first. I was getting more and more frustrated, but kept trying to get my message across while gesturing wildly at the debit machine. I finally managed to get, "Card," out coherently enough that the man understood.

He immediately went, "Oh! You left your debit card in the machine, ma'am!" with a big, friendly smile.

"*Debit* card, THANK you! That's the word I was looking for!" I said, smiling back at him. I apologized to the cashier, too, when it was my turn to order, and explained that I was just so tired and couldn't seem to get my words to work.