My boss cracks me up. I have several bosses, but he is kind of the super-boss since he's the Dean of the department I work for. Anyway, this is a typical conversation I have with him.
Dean: What is your major again?
Me: Media communication.
Dean: So you can do power points?
Me: Yes. I can do power points.
Dean: Can you make this power point look jazzy?
Me: I think so.
Dean: OK I need it by May 18th.
(. . . 10 minutes later . . . )
Dean: Nevermind I changed the power point.
Me: Did you send it to me?
Dean: No.
Me: OK.
Dean: I guess I should send it to you.
Me: I think so.
( . . . Today, about a week later . . . )
Dean: Come with me, let's talk to Lisa.
Me: OK.
(go to Lisa's office)
Dean: Lisa, her major is Media Technology and I want her to help with our website.
Lisa: Oh! Do you know HTML?
Me: No. I can make videos, and I can write.
Dean: I think we can give her more hours this summer to help with the website.
Lisa: OK. I need help re-writing everything. Do you know how to do search engine optimization?
Me: No.
Dean: But she can learn it!
Me: Yes, I can learn it.
Lisa: Great!
Dean: She can do power point too!
( . . . another day . . . )
Dean: Can you do Excel?
Me: Kinda. (I'm thinking some uber-difficult spreadsheet with a ton of formulas)
Dean: Can you make this look better?
(he hands me a table of pre-requisites, no numbers involved)
Me: Yes, I think I can make this look better.
(he makes me re-do it 4 times, each time changing something little like the width of a border)
Dean: Your major is Mass Media, you should be able to do this! (laughs)
Me: Yes, I should be able to do this.
One time I had to order him something out of a baseball catalogue. He coaches a little league team and wanted this special bat thing that was about $50 bucks. He said "order this, it gives free shipping" and gave me his credit card. However, in big letters on the front of the catalogue it said "FREE SHIPPING ON ORDERS OVER $200." I waited about 10 minutes before I went into his office and told him. He laughed and told me to order it anyway.
The best story ever: One day I walked in there and he was on Facebook.