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In another thread someone posted a link to this site:
http://www.etiquettehell.com So i thought it would be interesting to give your best example of etiquette hell that you have personally experienced. My story: A couple years ago we recieved a package at our door, it had our address on it, but the name on it didn't belong to anyone in the house. We from time to time recieved our neighbors mail b/c someone had messed up the address, but this time the name was unfamiliar and seeing as how many new people had moved into the neighborhood we still thought it was meant for someone on our street. Instead of just returning the package to the sender, my mother looked the sender up in the phone book, called them to ask if they had meant a nearby address that we could walk the package over to. From what I heard of the converstation of my mom went something like this: "Hi, is this <name>?...Hi, this is <name>, I got a package from you addressed to <name> but that person doesn't live here. You might have meant a different street number I'll be happy to walk it over to whoever it was meant to go over to.... No, we've lived here for about 12 years now.... Yes I'm sure that is our address... No, I'm sorry we've lived here for 12 years and there's certainly not anyone here by that name.... No, I live at <address> there is nobody with that name in our house, you must have put the wrong house number down.... Yes I understand that, but that is MY address... OK my number is <number> have her call me" My mom hangs up the phone and I ask her "Did that person just argue with you over whether or not we live here?" she says yes! The person had written down the wrong address and wouldn't believe that she had written the wrong address. A few minutes later the phone rings my mom picks up and I can hear she is getting quite aggravated with whoever was on the other end. She hangs up and tells me that it was the lady across the street calling about the package. So I say "OK I'll bring it over." I bring it over and don't even get a thank you from the lady, in fact she seemed quite flustered with me. I walk back to my house and my mom explains that the lady across the street had yelled at her for holding onto the package for so long and that it's very rude not to send the package back or bring it to the right person. My mom was flabbergasted as we had just recieved the package less than an hour ago. And that's not all, I worked with the lady's daughter and I got the same speech from her at work. I explained to her that we hadn't held onto the package. We had immediatly called whoever had sent the package to see where it was intended to go. She apologized to me and said she would tell her mother, we never did hear from her mother |
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I have become rather addicted to this site. I have some it want to post but havn't yet done so.
Here's mine... My (ex) sis-in-law was very insistant on having a traditional wedding. She made my bro-in-law and my husband (the best man) face the wall when she walked in to the chapel because it was not tradional for the groom to see the bride until she was standing next to him at the altar. P.S. They got married by a wizard in Vegas about three months after they got engaged. |
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I'm tired and can't think of any big ones (though I've experienced plenty), so here's a little one from last thursday:
Sakpo is walking through the college cafeteria, dressed in humble rags. A dude in expensive clothing (Stranger) walks up to Sakpo Stranger: Hey man, my cells battery is dead, could you spare a quarter? Sakpo (who is not full of cash but happens to have 3 quarters on him) : Yah, sure. Sakpo goes through his pocket, gets coins in hand, hands one quarter over. Stranger eyes the other 2 quarters Stranger: You should give me those other two as well in case it doesn't work the first time Sakpo: Go fuck yourself. I gave you one fucking quarter and now you're trying to scam me for two more? What do you think I am, the fucking magical free money dispenser? --- I admit, I wasn't polite at the end, but what the hell? The dude was wearing a jacket worth more $$$ than my entire wardrobe, has a cell apparently, probably drives a nice car, and he thinks he's entitled to all my change because I was nice enough to give him a quarter? |
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