Jan 09, 2006 20:20
Recap: Local grocery store wench.
When I ask whether you want paper or plastic, I don't need to see you undress me with your eyes and say "Whatever turns you on, honey."
WHOAWAITSLOWDOWN.
I gave you plastic, made sure you left, and amusedly told my boss. He gave me permission to respond any way I wanted to that, including "Oh, I'm sorry but we seem to be out of whips and leather."
My boss is so awesome.
Crossposted to Customers_Suck.