(Our city is in Northern Norway, above the arctic circle. A tourist comes in.)
Tourist: “Sir, can you tell when the Midnight sun goes down?”
Me: “Well it actually doesn’t, that the point. It’s up all night.”
Tourist: “I see. Thanks.”
(She leaves with an expression telling me that she really doesn’t. The following day she comes back looking annoyed.)
Tourist: “You lied to me.”
Me: “I’m sorry madam I don’t understand?”
Tourist: “I was up all night, and there was no midnight sun. Just the normal one I can see all day!”
(I am working near a copy station, and a woman comes up with a large stack of papers.)
Customer: “Do you have any zip ties to bind this with?”
Me: “Sure, here.”
(As she binds the papers, I see the word “Ethics” on the first page.)
Me: “Oh, is this for an Ethics class?”
Customer: “Yes! I didn’t want to pay for the book, so I photocopied it. Do you think the professor is going to like how resourceful I am?”
Me: “I’m sure you’ll have a very lively discussion about it.”
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