Clients Are Stupid
I once had to train a client on how to use their new website. I said, "point the mouse at that button." They looked at me with a quizzical expression, picked up the mouse and held it to the screen. Can you beat this bit of client stupidity?
( , Sun 28 Dec 2003, 22:47)
I once had to train a client on how to use their new website. I said, "point the mouse at that button." They looked at me with a quizzical expression, picked up the mouse and held it to the screen. Can you beat this bit of client stupidity?
( , Sun 28 Dec 2003, 22:47)
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I work for a popular theme park...
which begins with "A" and ends with "lton Towers" as a ride assistant (you know the surly kids who do your harnesses when you sit on a ride? Well I am they)
Anyway, one day in the middle of the school summer holidays I'm standing by my enable button (pressed to show the main ride operator that the ride is ready to be dispatched) minding my own business. With all the kiddies out of school theres a good 90 minute queue, which stretches all round the ride in an attempt to whet the appetites of potential punters, giving an excellent view of the lunch- losing delights on offer.
Suddenly, a woman getting ready to go on the ride (who has had a full 90 minutes of staring at the thing from all angles, lest we forget) taps me on the shoulder and asks "Excuse me, is this a rollercoaster?"
The words "no love, its a fcuking plate of chips" formed on my lips but were somehow choked back by my attempts to keep a straight face...
( , Mon 29 Dec 2003, 14:53, Reply)
which begins with "A" and ends with "lton Towers" as a ride assistant (you know the surly kids who do your harnesses when you sit on a ride? Well I am they)
Anyway, one day in the middle of the school summer holidays I'm standing by my enable button (pressed to show the main ride operator that the ride is ready to be dispatched) minding my own business. With all the kiddies out of school theres a good 90 minute queue, which stretches all round the ride in an attempt to whet the appetites of potential punters, giving an excellent view of the lunch- losing delights on offer.
Suddenly, a woman getting ready to go on the ride (who has had a full 90 minutes of staring at the thing from all angles, lest we forget) taps me on the shoulder and asks "Excuse me, is this a rollercoaster?"
The words "no love, its a fcuking plate of chips" formed on my lips but were somehow choked back by my attempts to keep a straight face...
( , Mon 29 Dec 2003, 14:53, Reply)
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