At work today, I got something in my eye but still had to tell customers what theatre their movie was in. So I was blinking and talking. As one guy walked away, I heard him tell his young son to feel sorry for the "poor retarded woman" taking tickets. I'm dumbemployed.
Filed Under: Customers ( eye theatre blinking )
Dumbemployed: Hilariously Dumb and Sad But True Stories about Jobs Like Yours
by Phil Edwards and Matt Kraft
