Part of my job involves interacting with customers that have questions. I work for a company that puts on races all over the world. I get all manners of questions (and spelling/grammar levels) but today I think I reached new levels of dumb and it became dumb almost immediately.
I had this interaction with a woman inquiring about clothing, or lack thereof, at an upcoming race in Amesbury, MA.
The call continued and absurdity was of epic proportions. I emailed myself the transcription. And In case you’re wondering, this happened…
I fear for humanity. But I’ll be at that race looking for the half naked family of runners. She emailed me back. They’re all signed up. Even their six-year-old son. I don’t know what he’ll be wearing.
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