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I was suprised when I had to search for the board to find it!! but it's cool all the awesome people that use to get on are still here I haven't been here in forever!

Well, to put it the best way I know how, that sucks a big one. I kinda liked swinging by here and visiting with peeps that are pretty much on my wavelength.

See you over on facebook?

 

I too call this flatlined.

If anyone's interested, I decided to make a Facebook group board members, incase this board does die. Search for "Greg Proops Message Board Members" and it should probably come up.

I'm going to second that and also pass on my blessing.

We had our good times.  Technology marches on.

I'm gonna go ahead and call this fight. Feel free to prove me wrong, but....

RIP Greg Proops Message Board.

It's been a good ten years since I've been around. I've met one of my best friends on this thing, talked a lot of shit, passed a lot of time, gotten paid on the company dime, learned a lot of stuff from all y'all, talked utter nonsense, done a lot of reports that seemed almost like a school project and still I've come back.

It was a good run. Web 2.0 assisted your demise, but it was fun.

Cheers,
Jane

Ha! Those are pretty awesome.

And when stuff really goes down, you can always call the cops...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0feH-2SwZaI

(A customer claims they had found cockroaches in several pizzas we had delivered earlier. My manager tells me to go ahead and give them their money back.)

Me: “Here’s your money refunded in full, and again, we’re very sorry for this. It’s never happened before.”

Customer: “This is unacceptable! We’re never ordering from you again. You should feel ashamed!”

Me: “Again, we’re very sorry. If you could just give me the pizzas back, I’ll dispose of them for you.”

Customer: “Well…I don’t have them anymore.”

Me: “What did you do with them?”

Customer: *sheepishly* “I gave them to my kids.”

Some of these are pretty entertaining:

(I work at a music store which also offers private lessons. There’s a student practicing on a piano when another customer comes in.)

Me: “Welcome to [music store], how may I help you today?”

Customer: “I’d like a to buy a piano for my son. He’s starting lessons next week.”

Me: “Digital, upright, or grand?”

Customer: “I just want a piano!”

Me: “Certainly. This is the Roland RD-700GX, which–”

Customer: “Is that girl for sale with that piano?” *points to the girl*

Me: “Uh, no, ma’am. That is a student. She’s just practicing.”

Customer: “Well, I want that girl to teach my son! How much does she cost?”

Me: “Ma’am, she is NOT for sale.”

Customer: “She’s not? But she’s sitting right there! This is false advertisement!”

Me: “We sell pianos, ma’am. Not children.”

Customer: “But it’ll be so romantic to have that playing in the background during meals!”

Me: “Ma’am. For the last time, she is not for sale. Please stop.”

Customer: *walks over to girl* “Hello!”

Girl: “Uh…hi?”

Customer: “How much do you cost?”

Girl: *without missing a beat* “Lady, you must be really desperate if you’re looking for a hooker in a music store!”

Customer: *quickly leaves the store*

Me: *greeting the table* “Hello, how are y’all do–”

Customer: *interrupting* “Do you have cheese dip?”

Me: “Yes, we have queso.”

Customer: “No! I don’t want queso! I want cheese dip!”

Me: “…”

Customer’s 5-year-old daughter: “Daddy, queso is cheese.”

Customer: “Hush!” *looks at me* “What kind of Mexican restaurant doesn’t have cheese dip?”

Me: “Sir, we have cheese dip, but here we call it queso.”

Customer: “Fine! Bring out this ‘queso’ and I’ll let YOU know if it’s cheese dip or not!”

(A very elderly customer approaches me at my mobile phone kiosk.)

Customer: “Oh, these looks nice. What are you selling?”

Me: “Mobile phones, ma’am. They’ll allow you to keep in touch with people, wherever you are.”

Customer: “Oh, this one looks lovely, nice, and slim! *unfolds it and holds it to her ear* “What’s this one called?”

Me: “That one is called a stapler, ma’am.”

(I’m a cashier at a cafe-style restaurant.)

Me: “Can I help you sir?”

Customer: “Sure, I’d like the turkey sandwich with everything on it.”

Me: “Okay, and what side would you like with that: chips, bread, or an apple?”

Customer: “An apple? What’s an apple?”

Me: “…a red fruit.”

Customer: “Oh! I’ll take that.”

True, true. I tried to fb him up, but dunno what happened on that. It's all good though, I usually find enough pther comedy these days and happen to find greg stuff here and there when I wanna.