there's nothing like workplace retorts.
example:

It's 7:37pm. An insufferable couple saunter into the theatre and present their tickets.

Insufferable couple: Oh, we're a bit late, it's all right to go in though isn't it.

Me: Well, you are a little bit late yes, so you'll have to go in at the back and wait until the interval to get to your booked seats. (they were on row B)

Insufferable couple: But it's only 7:35, and it says 7:30 on our tickets, we didn't think the show would start then.

Me: I bet you miss a lot of trains.
(happylittletulip helpless and delicious, Thu 21 May 2009, 19:16, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

Arghh!
I hate people like these. Had enough of them then I did the fringe festival. They're lucky you're willing to let them in at all - I would never let them in when I was on duty at the venue.

Ahh, the feeling of small power...
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Thu 21 May 2009, 20:52, Reply)