I was at work today, in the checkstand waiting on impatient people who no longer want to look at every cooler and touch every other product. I was ringing up a woman's order while she was trying to calm down a screaming infant attached to her torso with one of those Johnny Jump-Up super nylon reverse backpack things.
Right away, this lady shot me a look and said, "Aren't you going to recycle that? You mean you guys don't reuse them?" She pretty much made me feel like an ass for no reason other than to flex her green nuts in my face. I came up here to cut the huge line you were just standing in, in half, so you could have a pleasant shopping experience and get home faster. So you thank me by swinging your ugly baby in my face and make me feel like a dick because I didn't reuse your tiny gift card that can never have money added back to it successfully? Thanks, you effin' chunt!
So don't let me stop you from recycling your life away, just don't turn your nose up at me for doing my job.
3 comments:
Oh man this was a classic one!
oh my... testy there arent we child?
that is brutal. wow.
unrelated, but when i was in hawaii last year, it was very strange. i am so used to bringing a shopping bag everywhere i go around here, but there, it's worlds different. every time, every single time it told someone i didn't need a bag, they were all fucked up about it. they just couldn't figure it out.
here's my secret, though. i don't really care about saving the materials used to make them, it's that i don't want them taking up space in my cupboards! hee!
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