Caught You...

[Chainsmith]

oh the stories I could tell on dog's eating things...though i have a leg up knowing a vet. I do believe that the only thing worse than a lab stomach is a terrier stomach. Those little dogs are garbage disposals

[BrenDAnn]

On the subject of dogs eating things, I have a Boxer, Morgan, right now that chews the hell out of everything too. So far, she has destroyed part of the living room sofa, a few pairs of shoes, paper plates, a craft project my late mother made, three sheets from my bed, a blanket or two, and, her current favorite: flip-flops. I don't have the slightest inclination as to why, but the dog loves to chew on flip-flops. She's destroyed at least 8 pairs now. All of them were mine. **sighs** Why can't she just chew on the nice chews my dad gets her instead??

[AyreBiskits]

SC: I did have one, my dog ate it, chewed it all up and stuff.
Me: Your dog ate...ALL THREE OF THEM? (they come in a set of three, one big two little)
SC: ...um...I threw out the little ones, I don't like them.
Me: ...Riiiiiiight.

our little toy poodle who we've nicknamed The Shredinator has eaten the following:

• cat food
• the mail
• magazines
• the windowsill
• the carpet
• the carpet with tabasco sauce (we tried to train her not to eat the carpet)
• bathroom caulk - that gave us a couple of days of oh-so-much unfun
• our cat's toys
• underwear and socks
• a Metallica DVD (yes, she ate the dvd - she gave us lots of evidence, oh look! shiny!!)

The Shredinator is still very much alive and still loves to annoy our cats and bark at every living thing that passes our house. so ya, i could totally see somebody's dog eating a plastic card

[tollbaby]

So a couple who live 40 miles away left their phone at our store. They called gave their name and we had their phone by the window for over 24 hours waiting for them to come pick it up. Lo and behold only about 5 hours before THEY show up, someone else shows up claiming to have lost their phone. T, who doesn't know whose phone it is (as none of us know what the people look like) asks him if it's his phone and he says...yes.

See, that's why, when dealing with lost or stolen objects, you don't hold it up and say, "is this yours?" Always ask for a description, and then if it matches, hand it over. It'd piss me off too if you'd called me to tell me you'd found my phone and then gave it away to someone else before I got there.

[DGoddessChardonnay]

There was this lolpic on "Icanhazcheesburger" a while ago that said something like: "Labradors: heart of gold, head of stone, stomach of iron". We had a good laugh at that because yes, our Lena is part lab.

She would totally eat the whole set of rewards cards if I were distracted enough to leave them lying around.

I'm not saying your customer wasn't lying to you - but totally unbelievable, it is not. Ask Lena any time!

Labs are notorious for this . . . I have 3 (did have 4.) The worst of the group was Shallow (who has since been placed in foster care due to failing health.)

Shallow in the few years we had her with us has destroyed the following (at least this is what I can remember right off the top of my head):

several paperback books
countless ink pens
an electric blanket
newspapers

and after we'd put her outside, she proceeded to chew up:

latticework around the edge of the deck
a couple of railroad ties
a coax cable from when we had cable run to our deck years ago
a telephone cable that ran underneath the deck (we have an outdoor outlet for phone)
several plants that were on the side of the deck where the destroyed latticework was located
several water buckets

I think Labs are part beaver and it's just never been verified.

[Andara Bledin]

SC: ...um...I threw out the little ones, I don't like them.
Me: ...Riiiiiiight.

I don't throw them out, but neither Nekojin nor I ever use the tiny ones.

Lo and behold only about 5 hours before THEY show up, someone else shows up claiming to have lost their phone. T, who doesn't know whose phone it is (as none of us know what the people look like) asks him if it's his phone and he says...yes.

I do want to know why the hell T didn't make the guy who claims he lost a phone describe it or give the number so they could call it to confirm that, oh yeah, that phone really does belong to him.

I think I'd be really pissed if I made a 45-minute drive to retrieve a cell phone that had been confirmed as located only to find that it was no longer located, too.

But then, I'd be calm and rational (at least while in the store) and not take it out on the clerks, because there's just no point in it.

^-.-^

[Julesy]

To that first story: to be completely honest here: I used to be a teacher who never believed that "My dog ate (my homework, my paper, my math book, my report card...)" excuse either.

Until I got my Lena.

I swear, my late dogs never ate any kind of paperwork, they never chewed anything up. So far, Lena has utterly destroyed and partially eaten:
- several magazines
- three ballpoint pens
- a whole set of pencils
- two lighters
- a package of tobacco
- a labello chapstick
- several small pieces of craftswork
- more paperwork than I can count
- a detective novel
- a (thankfully almost empty) box of meds
and I'm probably forgetting quite a bit.

There was this lolpic on "Icanhazcheesburger" a while ago that said something like: "Labradors: heart of gold, head of stone, stomach of iron". We had a good laugh at that because yes, our Lena is part lab.

She would totally eat the whole set of rewards cards if I were distracted enough to leave them lying around.

I'm not saying your customer wasn't lying to you - but totally unbelievable, it is not. Ask Lena any time!

[MadMike]

Me: (total straight face) She's all the way over there and I can't reach, my arm is too short, I'm just physically incapable.

Couldn't you have tossed them to her?

[Gaki]

So I was a TINY bit more sassy than I usually am...and when I say tiny I mean it was kinda massive in some points and lesser in others.

That Only Happens in 5th Grade...

Me: Do you have your Rewards Card?
SC: I don't have one.
Me: Would you like one?
SC: I did have one, my dog ate it, chewed it all up and stuff.
Me: Your dog ate...ALL THREE OF THEM? (they come in a set of three, one big two little)
SC: ...um...I threw out the little ones, I don't like them.
Me: ...Riiiiiiight.

Actually Ma'am...

Me: Are you 18 years of age or older?
SC: (really pissed) ARE YOU EVEN OLLLDD ENOUGH TO ASK ME THAT!? WTF!?
Me: Actually I'm old enough to BUY these and 3 years past the year where I can start selling them...and asking you if YOU'RE old enough.
SC: *catbutt face*

Okay so you DON'T want the sale...?

SC: I'd like Camel Lights.
Me: (goes for the sale)
SC: (as though he's training his dog) NOOOOOO! NOOOOOO!!! THE CAMEL LIIIIIIGHTS.
Me: *holds them up* They're the saaaaale.
SC: Oh...

Wherein I Inconvenience at the Convenience Store.

SC: Here, my lottery tickets, I need 'em checked. *tosses tickets at me*
Me: *hands them back* I'm not the lottery register, you'll have to take them to Sara.
SC: *pause* You couldn't have HANDED them to her?
Me: (total straight face) She's all the way over there and I can't reach, my arm is too short, I'm just physically incapable.
SC: ...uh huh.

For the last time...

No, I cannot break your 100 dollar bill, it doesn't make a difference if you throw it at me nonchalantly and just expect me not to make a stink about it or if you ask me politely at first. And no, Sara cannot break your 100 dollar bill either. Too bad. So sad. I've said it, my manager has said it and you're about to find out...WE'RE. NOT. A. BANK.

Phone FIASCO.

So a couple who live 40 miles away left their phone at our store. They called gave their name and we had their phone by the window for over 24 hours waiting for them to come pick it up. Lo and behold only about 5 hours before THEY show up, someone else shows up claiming to have lost their phone. T, who doesn't know whose phone it is (as none of us know what the people look like) asks him if it's his phone and he says...yes.

So at 8 o'clock that evening the rest of US are rummaging around for this phone, because we were 2nd shift and 1st shift gave the thing away, while the customer is getting suckier and suckier. He refuses to leave until WE find out what happened to his phone (btw, we as a store are NOT, I repeat, NOT liable for personal property loss) and he demands that the manager be called. He then blows up on the phone with our manager (who was not here for any of this and knows nothing about it) and then hangs up on him when Awesome Manager literally says, "What do you want me to tell you? We're not liable."

So the guy goes CRAZY at us and wants to call corporate and blah blah blah the whole she-bang.

So now, the team member policy (not official, it's more out of spite from us) is, we cannot save anything on the window sill and if we can't find what they're looking for, EVEN IF WE SAW IT, we are to look in the drawer it's supposed to be in and if we can't see it, we can't see it and we tell them that we don't have it. We never tell them we SAW it, we never tell them "it was here when..." Because although that would have made it possible for someone to have stolen their phone and gotten away with it, it wouldn't have made us so frustrated.

So that's it. We're not going above and beyond to find anything anymore, because that just makes them even harder to deal with. If they can't appreciate us when we try they can just live without their keys, phone, or whatever else they were forgetful enough to leave on our counter. (I donated 5 dollars from a guy who left a 5 on my counter when he left.)