(Our zoo recently put several robotic dinosaurs in the park to help boost attendance. While working a snack stand, a family of three walks up to me.)
Father: “Excuse me, sir?”
Me: “Yes, how can I help you?”
Father: “Are the dinosaurs real?”
Me: “No, sir. They are not.”
Father: “But we saw them move…”
Me: “They are robotic dinosaurs. They have parts to make them move a little.”
Father: “Then why are they in the zoo if they are not real?”
Me: “It’s to teach our guests about dinosaurs.”
Son: “So are they real, dad?”
Father: *suddenly angry* “No, they are not! These f***ing people have fake animals!”
(As the father and son begin to walk away, the mother stays behind to tell me one last thing.)
Mother: “You know dear, maybe you should get real dinosaurs. That way, you won’t have problems like this.”