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Originally Posted by FFR
This is more of a bad timing thing...but I work in a hotel reservations department and a lady calls and says her husband booked a hotel room for the end of June and she needed to cancel it. So I pulled up her reservation and following standard procedure I asked for the reason for cancellation. We ask this because we want to know if you're cancelling becuase you hate our hotel, or found a better rate somewhere else or whatever...Anyways, so I ask and she goes..."His death...my husband passed away..."
And then foot inserted in mouth. I mean, I know I wasn't going to know what she was going to say but I felt terrible...All I could manage to say was I'm so sorry to hear that. And promptly cancelled her reservation.
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Ouch.
My dad used to be a "zone captain" for a charity. He went around delivering packages to volunteers for the kidney foundation. He showed up to deliver a package to one guy we'll call Bill. Turns out that Bill is dead. His funeral was that afternoon and they were having some sort of mournful get-together at his house when my dad gets there.
Now luckily he didn't go up an ring the doorbell in the middle of this and ask to see Bill, but he did see people going into the house and he cheerily asked them if "is this Bill's house, and is there was some sort of party going on?".
The people had to explain to him that Bill is dead and they had just come from his funeral.