They’re A Household Name

| CO, USA | Food & Drink, Funny Names, Popular

(We live in a small town and every Tuesday our local pizza place has a special on calzones, so we always get our usual. One girl taking phone orders always remembers our names. She also knows the sound of our truck as it pulls up to the restaurant. This time our neighbor asks us to pick up his order as well. This happens as we pick up our order.)

Girl: “Oh, my gosh, you won’t believe this!”

Me: “What? What is it?”

Girl: “I had never known anyone with your name before because it’s so different and guess what? Someone else has your name in our small town! And they ordered a pizza tonight, of all nights! Isn’t that so weird?!”

Me: “Actually that’s our neighbor. He put it under our name so we could pick it up.”

Girl: “Oh.” *slightly sad* “Well that was fun while it lasted. And FYI I didn’t write your name on that box, just this one.” *all smiles again*

(She shows one box with the correct spelling of our name, the one she wrote, and then one that doesn’t even come close, that someone else did.)

Me: “Thank you. We’ll let you know if anyone else does in fact have the same name as us in the future.”

Saved Her From A Hairy Situation

| BC, Canada | Coworkers, Health & Body, Popular

(I work at a small B.C. grocery store. I have thick, curly red hair, and for most of my time at this company I’ve had my hair long. It’s very popular with our customers, and I frequently get compliments on it. I’ve just gotten my hair cut drastically short, and am surprised and how much everybody likes it. I’m ringing up an off-shift coworker when an annoying regular joins us.)

Regular: *interrupting our conversation* “[My Name]! You cut off all of your beautiful red hair!”

Me: “Yeah, it was time for a change.”

Regular: “But you had such beautiful hair!”

Coworker: “And she still does.”

Me: “Thank you, [Coworker]!”

(The regular didn’t know what to say and left. I went on a break.)

A Cookie Monster Always Pays His Debts

| USA | Books & Reading, Geeks Rule, Popular

(I am chatting over the Internet with a fellow fanfic writer that I am friends with.)

Me: “Hey, I’ve been having some trouble with this chapter. Can you look over it and make sure I have everyone in character?”

Friend: “Okay, just give me a moment. I need to stop crying first before I can read it.”

Me: “Oh, my gosh, is everything okay?”

Friend: “Yeah, everything’s fine. It’s just that I’m writing a multi-chapter Game of Thrones/Sesame Street crossover fanfiction and I just killed Cookie Monster.”

Me: “…”

(I sincerely hope she actually finishes this one and posts it on the Internet because I get the feeling it’s something I really need to read.)

Time To Say Bye Bye Baby

| Vienna, Austria | Bad Behavior, Bizarre/Silly, Popular, Strangers

(I’m in an elevator leaving a subway station. Entering with me are an old man and a young woman, the latter with a baby stroller filled with shopping bags.)

Old Man: *leaning above the stroller* “Hey, sweet baby, look at me!”

Young Woman: *with suppressed laughter* “There is no baby.”

Old Man: *still face to face with nothing but plastic bags* “Why won’t he talk to me? He’s so quiet!”

Young Woman: *no longer amused* “That’s my shopping.”

(We exit the elevator, the old man still doesn’t want to let go of the imaginary baby and sets out to follow her. I start walking into the other direction until his tone changes and my conscience kicks in.)

Old Man: *angrily* “Did I scare him? Why doesn’t he answer when I talk to him?”

Me: *calling back towards them* “Hey, [Some Random Female Name], where are you going? Come on, hurry, our exit is over there.”

(She was very relieved to take the long way to the original destination.)

Not Behaving Like An Adult

| Los Angeles, CA, USA | Geeks Rule, Movies & TV, Popular

(I’m in college, having ordered lunch from a food truck nearby and waiting around for my food. I am wearing a new shirt that reads “I Need an Adult,” which is a quote from a popular parody show online that is usually accompanied with an unnerving follow-up line. A man much older than me scoots next to where I’m standing, looming over me with a creepy smile.)

Man: “I AM an adult.”

(Surprised and excited that an older guy like him knew the response, I ecstatically raised my hand for a high-five.)

Me: “Yeah!”

Man: *confused look* “What?”

Me: “TeamFourStar!” *they’re the group that makes the parody show*

Man: *blank stare*

Me: *lowing my hand* “Uh… Dragon Ball Z abridged?” *said parody show*

Man: *blank stare*

Me: *thinking he’s joking* “Aw, come on. High-five!”

Man: “Uh…”

(Some people who are also standing around waiting for their food have taken notice of our conversation.)

Another Guy Waiting For Food: “Really? You just walked up to her and said that?”

Man: “Well, look at her shirt! The words are right over her chest! She was asking for it!”

(I think I and a handful of people physically reeled back from his response.)

Woman Waiting: “Wow. Are you serious? It’s 2015! I didn’t know people even thought like that anymore!”

Another Guy Waiting For Food: “My shirt has words over my chest. That’s kiiiind of where most words on T-shirts land.”

Man: “Well, women shouldn’t wear stuff that hovers on their chest like that!”

(He stormed away, leaving me and a couple of people to question if he was even waiting around for food or if he just came to creep me out. The guy that defended me also happened to be a fan of the same show (he even showed me several key-chains of some of the shows’ characters that he carries around) and we exchanged our favorite lines and references from the show before our order was called.)

Guy: “I was thinking about getting both your shirt and the ‘I Am an Adult’ shirt but now I’m afraid that I’LL be the creepy one if I ever wear the latter.”

Me: “I don’t think you’ll beat that dude who didn’t even KNOW the show and thought it was a good idea to say that to a stranger anyways.”

Guy: “Good point. See ya!”

(Despite the unfriendly encounter I had with the man before, I still intend to wear the shirt; especially since I know there’s a possibility of bumping into someone who may be wearing the shirt that accompanies it!)