Or so this moron cunstomer just told me. Yup, I am a senile nazi because I couldn’t read her mind, and instead asked her to describe the product she wasnted to buy so I could help her find the stock number. Ugh. Have I mentioned how much I loathe people lately?
On the bright side, I think I like the new insult, although I am not so sure it’s much of an insult…
That’s a nice insult. I think I’ll use it on my cats.
I think my favorite insult from my retail days was when a lady called me a honky redneck cracker. I’d like to be able to say that I was professional and didn’t laugh at her, but I’d be lying.
It’s a horrible thing to be called, but I can’t stop laughing!!
Haha! When I worked at another call center, one of my co-workers got of a call one day and then burst out laughing and actually had to turn her phone off because she couldn’t stop. When she finally stopped laughing, she told me that the customer had been calling her a “stupid nickle” the whole call and she couldn’t figure out how it was an insult – when she got off the call, she realised that the customer was Asian and what she was actually trying to say :eek: after that, “stupid nickle” was our reference to rude Asian customers.
“Heil…ummmm…a little help here?”
Sieg … Huh?
When I saw the thread title, I thought that “senile nazi” was a term similar to “feminazi” and pictured hordes of jackbooted senior citizens marching through the streets, perhaps wearing t-shirts that read “Where’s my damn discount?”
Verschwinden meine Rasen!
Left the Jews in the oven too long?
Eh. Join the club.
Few things are sadder than a senile Nazi trying to send juice to the showers.
I’m still trying to figure out what the ‘stupid nickle’ person was trying to say. Am I better off not knowing?
I’m guessing that when two Africans have a baby, it’s a dime.
The word is ‘Nigger’ to most people. (Actually, it’s anathema to most people who have a brain. I merely understand the mention-use distinction.)
Driving around in the Panzers with the left blinker always on. Getting all confused and trying to annex Austria.
The funniest thing about being called a nazi, senile or not, is that my Jewish customers tend to love me because I actually understand the traditions of bar and bat mitzvahs and Purim, so I can suggest products that will work for what they need.
Everyone here is still giggling about the insult, including me.
Eddie the Security Guard at the Library used to hang out with us at the front desk. He was trying to go Walmart Greeter or something, and said to an older woman, “Have a nice day, M’am.” To which she replied, “What’s it to ya’ you stupid old bastard?”
Not to be outdone, Eddie said, “Lady, I’m not stupid!”
…or left your bullets in Peter Luger…?
Later, Hosen… -d&r-