My friend sells cell phones. She relayed the following story to me.
A woman came in looking to buy a new cell phone.
"I lost it," she said.
"Ok," Sasha said, "We can get you a new one."
"I always keep it right here," she said, patting her left breast. "In my bra."
"Ok," Sasha said.
"I either lost it in a parking lot..."
"Yep," Sasha said, "that happens a lot."
"...Or in my sister's coffin."
You can't make this shit up.
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I used to sell cell phones. A woman came into the story a day after she bought a phone from me.
I asked "How's your new phone."
"Great!" She said (with a big smile)
I thought, great, then why are you back in this store?
She then explained to me she is not getting any calls and her friends are calling her home saying they are trying to call her cell phone.
As she handed me the phone she told me "This phone is broken and I need a new one that works."
I looked at the phone and immediately realized what kind of idiot...uh, I mean, what the problem was.
"Ma'am this phone will work great after you turn it on."
Stupid people stories--gotta love them.
How does she keep a straight face? My only giggle came from and customer order that said "make know changes to this order". I guess that included spelling. lovemom
Whenever I read this blogentry my mind says "by the seashore."
She sells cellphones by the seashore.
How 'bout this: She sells cells in the Cell Store
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