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» Dad Jokes
Bon appetit?
I used to go to french classes when I was very young and unfortunately my dad picked up a few words from it too, so now he finds it highly amusing to exclaim 'BON APPETIT HOBEAR (his rendition of Robert in french)' in a ridiculous french accent when he lays down dinner in front of me. Sometimes he repeats 'BON' a few times for good measure.
Oh yeah and I don't ever ask him 'Where's my bag Dad?' any more, else I get 'BAGHDAD?!!?1' for the next half an hour.
And of course there's always the 'what are you doing Dad?' - 'I'm skiing Rob' conversation.
And finally when I was younger, I was a right bastard to get out of bed for school, and totally stubborn to show that I was breaking against his attempts. So instead, he used to pick me up out of bed and put me down on the landing outside my room, still 'asleep', so when I finally got up I was a) cold b) even more pissed off than before. Was probably amusing for him anyway.
Oh and really finally, whenever I was in the car with him when I was younger, he used to beep his horn and wave to random people on the street, so embarassing, but was quite funny to see bewildered people waving back at him.
(Wed 10th Dec 2003, 12:05, More)
Bon appetit?
I used to go to french classes when I was very young and unfortunately my dad picked up a few words from it too, so now he finds it highly amusing to exclaim 'BON APPETIT HOBEAR (his rendition of Robert in french)' in a ridiculous french accent when he lays down dinner in front of me. Sometimes he repeats 'BON' a few times for good measure.
Oh yeah and I don't ever ask him 'Where's my bag Dad?' any more, else I get 'BAGHDAD?!!?1' for the next half an hour.
And of course there's always the 'what are you doing Dad?' - 'I'm skiing Rob' conversation.
And finally when I was younger, I was a right bastard to get out of bed for school, and totally stubborn to show that I was breaking against his attempts. So instead, he used to pick me up out of bed and put me down on the landing outside my room, still 'asleep', so when I finally got up I was a) cold b) even more pissed off than before. Was probably amusing for him anyway.
Oh and really finally, whenever I was in the car with him when I was younger, he used to beep his horn and wave to random people on the street, so embarassing, but was quite funny to see bewildered people waving back at him.
(Wed 10th Dec 2003, 12:05, More)
» Clients Are Stupid
I am the law!
From the top of my head, I remember one incident when I was working in an independent games shop.
Guy came in with a purpose, produced a game from his jacket (which he bought brand new from us earlier) and proceeded to open the box to show us the contents. Inside was a PSX cd clean smashed into 3 pieces - I suppose you can guess what happened can't you? Yep, the guy began putting forward his case for a refund, which went something like this:
Guy: Look it's broken, I want a refund.
Us: You can't have one I'm afraid, we don't sell games broken like that.
Guy: But I didn't do it, I'm telling you I bought it like this!
Us: But we personally check all games before selling them, we wouldn't sell you a cd in three pieces.
And so the conversation went on, and the bloke got madder and madder. By this time he was nigh on shouting at my boss while a a couple of us were sniggering at the other end of the counter. Then came the grand finale:
Us: Sorry, we can't refund you for this.
Guy: LOOK, I'M A POLICEMAN, WE DON'T LIE!
At this point we basically laughed the guy out of the shop, I'm surprised the smoke alarm didn't go off from all the steam his ears were producing.
(Mon 29th Dec 2003, 13:14, More)
I am the law!
From the top of my head, I remember one incident when I was working in an independent games shop.
Guy came in with a purpose, produced a game from his jacket (which he bought brand new from us earlier) and proceeded to open the box to show us the contents. Inside was a PSX cd clean smashed into 3 pieces - I suppose you can guess what happened can't you? Yep, the guy began putting forward his case for a refund, which went something like this:
Guy: Look it's broken, I want a refund.
Us: You can't have one I'm afraid, we don't sell games broken like that.
Guy: But I didn't do it, I'm telling you I bought it like this!
Us: But we personally check all games before selling them, we wouldn't sell you a cd in three pieces.
And so the conversation went on, and the bloke got madder and madder. By this time he was nigh on shouting at my boss while a a couple of us were sniggering at the other end of the counter. Then came the grand finale:
Us: Sorry, we can't refund you for this.
Guy: LOOK, I'M A POLICEMAN, WE DON'T LIE!
At this point we basically laughed the guy out of the shop, I'm surprised the smoke alarm didn't go off from all the steam his ears were producing.
(Mon 29th Dec 2003, 13:14, More)