Kinko's Smakk
Where the hell do they find these people? So I go down to the neighborhood Kinko's to fax a couple pages about my mortgage. Fax the two pages then walk over to the counter to pay.
Clerk - "May I help you?"
Smakk - "Just faxed these two pages to a local number."
Clerk - "Was the number local?" wtf??
Smakk - "Uhh yes. A local number. 214 area code."
Clerk - "Ok. That will be $2.17."
Smakk hands him a $5 dollar bill.
Clerk - "Would you like me to take it out of this five?" No you fuckin' tool. I just wanted you see what a five looks like. Did he freakin' expect me to give him something smaller like a $3 dollar bill?

Jesus I hate people sometimes...