Me: thank you for calling blah blah blah
Phone: How much is your cheapest motel?
Me: (not knowing if he thinks he called central reservations or a real estate office) I’m sorry could you repeat that?
Phone: (in a long sarcastic rude voice) HOW MUCH IS YOUR CHEAPEST MOTEL?
Me: Are you inquiring about a room at our property in City of Pineapple?
Phone: JESUS ARE YOU THAT DENSE?
Me: I’m sorry sir, we’re refusing service to you, no matter what you’re inquiring about. *slams down phone*
After I relay this story to my boss here was her response-
Boss: Was his name Richard? Next time tell him it’s 80 million dollars and then hang up on him.
This is why I work here. I’m still so mad that I’m shaking but I did laugh a little after she said that.