Seriously, I thought this one cow would frikkin run me over so intend was she on getting her cigarettes that she was obviously trying to cut in front of me and making small talk with the woman in front of me to do so. Her lipstick was caked on so thick I could see the grand canyon.
I also made small talk and made sure I was polite however the pretty blonde lady in front of me soon caught on and shifted her position purposely so that now I was behind her.
The cow then began to vomit up chunks of complaints out of her meaty jaws and onto the counter “what the ********, does anyone work here? I need my smokes” said she in a jersey shore’ish accent.
Finally, a woman wearing the stores basic blue smock and a gold nametag stepped up as if running a marathon, stopped for a mere nanosecond to catch her breath. But oh no, this was simply not good enough for the Raspy voiced ashtray behind me who, after coughing up a bbq lung, loudly exclaimed to the retail ,who clearly had been doing a lot of running around. “Do you work here?”
The good lady smiled a practiced “I’m tired as s**t but I still can’t throttle the customers” and replied that she indeed did work there. Heifer Mcbaconfat gasped in fake surprise and said “Oh, I thought you were just dropping something off” before resuming her bitching that we have been waiting for 45 minutes. Her sense of time seemed only “slightly” askew.
When it was my turn, a mere two minutes later, my lottery tickets safe in my hand. I handed the wonderful woman taking all this crap one of the lottery tickets and told her it was her tip. Since the only other person was the mouthy one behind me, I of course was taking as much time as possible. I then wished the cashier a wonderful weekend and not to let anyone get to them.
As I turned to go I took one last look at spam in a can and gave her my “say one ******** word to me and die” look, then left with my mother to go home.
Seriously, if your ego is that fat, rotund, and ugly, don’t expect other customers to come to your aid when you act like a self entitled ********. I’ve been in retail, particularly a supermarket as we were in. Waiting five ******** minutes when ten people are in front of you will not kill you, Cigarettes however will not be as kind as I was.
Watch now, the lottery ticket I gave the cashier is the winner. XP
 Jayce Reinhardt · Sun Aug 14, 2011 @ 05:05am · 0 Comments |
