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the need to log the statements made my one of my bosses had become necessary. for the sake of privacy (and a little racial zest), let's call him, The Jamaican. it's not that offensive. some things you need to know when reading these to yourself, he calls everyone "lady" and has a super thick accent.
"(slaps a rather large knife down on the counter in front of me) hey lady, cut yourself a mango!" at which point I do and tell him I don't like it "you don't like it? have a litchi".
after listening to the same Sade album for 4 hours, he comes up to the front are where I am stationed and says "who here is romantic?! why are we still listenin to this album! who likes this!" to which my coworker replied "your son put this one earlier this afternoon". then he went on a rant about his favourite musicians (bob marlet, ray charles, etc)
"I party every night! After work, I go out and party"
"(to a 20something male customer who shops at the store frequently) you have a girlfriend? when are you going to let me set you up? santa only comes in december but I'm here today!"
Jamaican: hey lady (to coworker), pass me a pen! (she passes him a pen with butterflies on it, he examines it, looks disgusted) "give me one of my pens!"
coworker: but that one's cute!
Jamaican: it's not cute, it's dirty (pronounced "dutty")
these may not have translated that well to the internet journal format, but you're welcome to please stop reading.
additionally, I just got paid for 6 days of work and somehow I have earned twice as much as I expected. this leads me to believe I am getting paid more per hour than I had imagined. I'm stoked for this weekend!
"(slaps a rather large knife down on the counter in front of me) hey lady, cut yourself a mango!" at which point I do and tell him I don't like it "you don't like it? have a litchi".
after listening to the same Sade album for 4 hours, he comes up to the front are where I am stationed and says "who here is romantic?! why are we still listenin to this album! who likes this!" to which my coworker replied "your son put this one earlier this afternoon". then he went on a rant about his favourite musicians (bob marlet, ray charles, etc)
"I party every night! After work, I go out and party"
"(to a 20something male customer who shops at the store frequently) you have a girlfriend? when are you going to let me set you up? santa only comes in december but I'm here today!"
Jamaican: hey lady (to coworker), pass me a pen! (she passes him a pen with butterflies on it, he examines it, looks disgusted) "give me one of my pens!"
coworker: but that one's cute!
Jamaican: it's not cute, it's dirty (pronounced "dutty")
these may not have translated that well to the internet journal format, but you're welcome to please stop reading.
additionally, I just got paid for 6 days of work and somehow I have earned twice as much as I expected. this leads me to believe I am getting paid more per hour than I had imagined. I'm stoked for this weekend!