Friday, May 13, 2005

Oh, the weirdos

It's 12 oclock; we open the wickets and take the phones off night service. There is someone at the wicket waiting. He wants to pick up his Charley Pride tickets, they're under the name "Dennis". As Laura explains to him that he needs to go to the Civic Centre, I answer a phone call. A lady asks me if "someone Dennis" has come to pick up tickets yet. He's supposed to be picking up their tickets for Charley Pride but he's been gone for over an hour...

"Could I speak to Andrew Larter please?"
"Um, there's no Andrew Larter here... there is a Faye Larter?"
"Yeah, the middle initial is 'S' as in Sam, so it's probably her."
"Well this is 'Faye' with an 'F' as in Fr-"
"'F' as in Frank, right, so it's probably her."
"Um, ok, I'll transfer you through then..."

"Is this where I call for information on the Festival of the Lights?"
"No, that's Capital Commission, their number is 1-800-955-1864."
"Ok... But do you have any information about it all?"
"No."
"None at all?"
"Nope."
"Not even basic information, that's all I'm looking for?"
"No, I don't have any information at all."
"But not even just basic information?"
"No."
"Nothing then?"
"No."
"Oh... Ok."

The strangest, though, was this lady in today. The first thing she said to me was "I've written 26 songs and I can sing them all." Thankfully she didn't sing them, although she did list off the majority of them on several occasions. Apparently she came to the box office because she needed a piano so that she could perform these 26 songs(all about PEI) in a concert. She later added that she would also need someone to play this piano. Incidentally Robert Ghiz(or "Robbie" as she called him) apparently likes her speeches so she needed me to call him for her. (Which was logically the first solution that came to my mind as well... need a piano? Go to the box office, they'll call "Robbie" for you, he'll hook you up!) Eventually she stormed off in a huff when I tried to explain to her that I wasn't exactly sure how me calling Robert Ghiz would really help her...

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Was there a full moon on that day or was there a mass escape from a certain hospital? You are too... funny Ashley!!! Lynn

9:29 a.m., May 16, 2005  
Blogger Ash said...

No the moon was in the "waxing gibbous" phase (and yet I barely passed astronomy...), although it was Friday the 13th? I don't think Friday the 13th is known for strange occurances though, just unpleasant ones. Must have been the mass escape.

8:34 a.m., May 17, 2005  
Blogger Colin said...

oh god, it's not even summer yet and the crazies are in full force!

11:08 a.m., May 20, 2005  
Blogger Catherine said...

Man, that sounds like a slice of life for me. Hamilton is HQ for nutjobs and looneytoons, so what you just described sounds like any time I have to walk downtown (3 blocks away).

6:57 p.m., May 20, 2005  
Blogger Ash said...

heehee, someone searched for robert ghiz on google and found our blog...

11:15 p.m., May 25, 2005  

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