People are stupid.

[Dameon Angell]

Alright, to understand this, I think you might have to actually work, or frequent a video store. Maybe not, I dunno. Well, here's my story for today.

I work at Hollywood Video. When you go out to get a movie you have 2 boxes. One of them has a barcode, you bring that to the front. The second one is a display box, just so we know where the movies are situated and we can keep them all in the same spot. Now, the display box just sits there, you aren't supposed to bring it up, it's clearly labeled with a large red sticker "DISPLAY BOX ONLY".

Well, this one lady, she walks up with a DVD for National Treasure and, of course, it said "display box only". I told her the fallacy of her ways and that we didn't have it in stock anymore. So, she went off to get the VHS version, which we still had a couple left. Now, she came back saying that there weren't any left. To which I replied, "here are the 2 movies left for the 2 plastic boxes. Just don't get the ones with the red sticker." Well, she came back with 2 boxes with red stickers on them ....

People are fucking stupid.

Now, anyone else have similar experiences?

[Cleve-YB]

Alright, to understand this, I think you might have to actually work, or frequent a video store. Maybe not, I dunno. Well, here's my story for today.

I work at Hollywood Video. When you go out to get a movie you have 2 boxes. One of them has a barcode, you bring that to the front. The second one is a display box, just so we know where the movies are situated and we can keep them all in the same spot. Now, the display box just sits there, you aren't supposed to bring it up, it's clearly labeled with a large red sticker "DISPLAY BOX ONLY".

Well, this one lady, she walks up with a DVD for National Treasure and, of course, it said "display box only". I told her the fallacy of her ways and that we didn't have it in stock anymore. So, she went off to get the VHS version, which we still had a couple left. Now, she came back saying that there weren't any left. To which I replied, "here are the 2 movies left for the 2 plastic boxes. Just don't get the ones with the red sticker." Well, she came back with 2 boxes with red stickers on them ....

People are fucking stupid.

Now, anyone else have similar experiences?

Big deal. She just didn't understand you thats all. No need to go off calling people stupid just because they dont understand your video rental system. Now I have a story with truly stupid people in it. At my job I have to set the food up in the steam tables. I make the plates of food and pass them to the nurses, then they give it to the elderly people sitting at their tables. Now we are supposed to start serving at 5pm. These bitches weren't here until 5:30. I said "where were you, I've been waiting. Now I am going to be home late and I have to watch my baby brother." One of these fat snobby bitches replied "Well, thats not my problem anways!." So I went off and said fuck you this and that and I made sure everytime she wanted me to get a plate of food i gave her one of the plates that was in the heater to burn her hands. Well same thing next day, they are late so I go down to the cafeteria. THEY ARE TAKING THEIR FUCKING BREAK NOW INSTEAD OF BEING WHERE THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE. So like a little girl I told their supervisor who went down there and yelled at them. Ah, victory is sweet.

[ConcreteSchlyrd]

In our office, in one of our conference rooms, we have a fair amount of AV equipment. Doing the smart thing, I bought a nice matrix box that we could hook up things to so that the switching between video/audio inputs would be simplified.

It works really easily:
1) Select whether you want to take the video, audio, or both video/audio feeds. (Two buttons clearly labelled "Audio" and "Video")
2) Select where you want the video/audio feed to come from by pressing the button labelled as the thing you want to view/hear (ie, "DVD" or "DV Deck").
3) Select the output device you want to use (ie, "Projector", "Videoconference", etc). Again, it amounts to pressing a single, clearly labelled button.
4) Press the "Commit" button. Again, very clearly labelled.

I've even put a small "cheat sheet" above the matrix that outlines these steps. Seriously, you could have aggrivated ADD, your frontal lobe missing, all while being on fire, and you'd still be able to understand how to work the thing.

Oh, that's the other thing. I'd say a good 80% of the people I work with are academics--mostly PhDs. And NONE of them take the time to figure the thing out. They try (again, don't ask me how this involves "trying" at all... it's just not fucking hard enough to "try" it) to set the thing once, and if they don't get it right the first time, they freak out and call my department to come down and do it for them. It takes me more time to walk to the conference room than it takes me to fix their "problem."

I agree, people are retarded.

[Dameon Angell]

Oh, I think we have something like that in the communications classroom at college. It's basically just like a movie theatre with a board that looks like what you described. We had a teacher in there, that would spend about 20 minutes of the class hitting "ok" and staring at the projector thinking it would do something. I finally stood up half way through the semester and went "Did you turn on the power?" She then thought I was making a smart ass remark and went "Oh of course I did. I'm not that .... .... oh.... here." Then she turned on the power.

[PH]

I think bash.org had a quote similar to this, but..

I worked a series of odd jobs in the western part of the state before moving here. I lived in a very small town so my options were limited. One job landed me at the front register of the local Dairy Queen. One morning a plump woman and her two equally chubby kids waddled in. She ordered two cheeseburgers, one with mustard and pickle and one all the way. I sent the order back, and a few minutes later they came back to the counter, got their food and sat down to eat. I kid you not, 30 seconds later the bitch comes waddling back up to the counter. She yells at me because apparently her order is wrong. Her older kid wanted his cheeseburger all the way, but he got one with just mustard and pickle. Her younger kid only wanted mustard and pickle, but his was all the way. Then, with a completely straight face, she demands that I fix her order. The assistant manager had to take my place, because I had to run to the back and bust out laughing.

Then I cried because I realized I was sharing a planet with such a fucking imbecile.