One of my fellow coworkers told me a funny story today. The previous night Jefferson had been sitting outside of the local Irish bar. A drunk man came out of the bar and asked to pay with a credit card. Jefferson said that he didn’t accept credit cards. An argument ensued.
Customer: Why not?
Jefferson: I’m not set up for it. I’m sorry.
Customer: NO. I’m paying with credit card.
Jefferson: We can stop by an ATM if you would like.
Customer: You’re just a fat cabbie and that’s all you’re going to ever be.
Jefferson: Perhaps, but you’re acting like a child who doesn’t get his way.
The man then just stormed off inside the bar. A few minutes later he came out and apologized and agreed to withdraw funds from the nearest ATM.
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