WHY ARE PEOPLE SUCH DOUCHES?
Today has been an exciting day.
I'm planning on firebombing the K-Mart i visited today.
Why?
because i called up wanting to order a pizza from the Little Ceasars located inside. I knew i didn't have the proper # so I asked what the LC phone # was. the fucking ho told me to look it up in a goddamned phone book!!!!! and then transfered me to LC.
how HOOOOOWWWw do you know know the fucking phone number to the god damn K-Mart Snack Bar!?!!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!??!?!!?/1!? / wEfglfghasd;ads
so i tell them i won't be in until 12 to pick up the pizza. the lady at LC was very nice. I show up at 12:25. Shit went down and i wasn't able to leave until it was too late. so i show up and politely say
"i have a pick-up for Hayes"
and the fucking ho says
"ooooooooooh. you're a half hour late. Did you know that?" in a compeltely bitchy tone.
"yes. yes i did. I can tell time." i replied back. SHe gave me a look and then rang me up.
fucking whore! shit happens. and half an hour? that's small fries. When I worked at a pizza place (a much more successful and delicious pizza place might i add) we wouldn't question until it was an hour past. I mean, it's the customers fucking problem if they like stale pizza.
PLUS!!! when i was waiting in the cashier line, some fucking ass who was in the kitchen, probably because she compeltely lacks people skills, stared at me for a minute then yelled
"Have YOU BEEN HELMPWEDXDEEDD?!"
I swear to GOd the mother of Mary and the fucker of Mrs. God, i'm not exaturating the least bit.
:K-Mart is for cool people :: Fuck that shit: