Bitching
I hope you are all good. Was greeted by snow this morning. The bastard stuff didn't settle properly. I got into work. Jen was ill and didn't come in today so it was just Mel Doll and Dragon Blade all day. We battled the forces of evil, including one SUPER BITCH. She came in with her rat-faced wretch of a puppy and there was another dog in there, a nicer one. They were growling at each other and the bitch's dog starting yapping really loudly. So it made me jump. And she took this to mean that I was absolutely shite scared of the rodent.
"This is the wrong job for you. This is the wrong job. You shouldn't be working here."
"Well it just made me jump and if your dog starts fighting with that other dog, I'm standing in the middle"
"What?"
"*repeats previous comment*"
"IF....IIIFFF!... you can't live your life by IIIIFF"
"Yeah I could go outside and get hit by a bus now" (wishing that perhaps she might try this)
"You're in the WRONG job. You shouldn't be working here."
At this point I fecked off to sort out something at the window display; red with embarassment and rage. She announced as she was leaving:
"This is my new puppy. I had my old one put down.. she was a right cow"
and tiptoed around me, sarcastically holding her dog at arm's length.
"I'm NOT afraid of your dog!" I said on her way out.
'Right cows' get put down? Glad to hear it. Bye bye bitch.
Later on, who should come in, but Miss Thouks with her cousin and Mum. "Smile Mel" she says as I continue to scan items in about the 8th hour of being in the shop. Her mother now knows me as one of her FAAAVOURITE students. Yay for me.
Longer post today as I was expressing my rage. Off to Jo's meal now. Siobhan and Mari aren't coming :( Owwwwww. I think cardboard cut outs of them will be needed. Have a good night.
"This is the wrong job for you. This is the wrong job. You shouldn't be working here."
"Well it just made me jump and if your dog starts fighting with that other dog, I'm standing in the middle"
"What?"
"*repeats previous comment*"
"IF....IIIFFF!... you can't live your life by IIIIFF"
"Yeah I could go outside and get hit by a bus now" (wishing that perhaps she might try this)
"You're in the WRONG job. You shouldn't be working here."
At this point I fecked off to sort out something at the window display; red with embarassment and rage. She announced as she was leaving:
"This is my new puppy. I had my old one put down.. she was a right cow"
and tiptoed around me, sarcastically holding her dog at arm's length.
"I'm NOT afraid of your dog!" I said on her way out.
'Right cows' get put down? Glad to hear it. Bye bye bitch.
Later on, who should come in, but Miss Thouks with her cousin and Mum. "Smile Mel" she says as I continue to scan items in about the 8th hour of being in the shop. Her mother now knows me as one of her FAAAVOURITE students. Yay for me.
Longer post today as I was expressing my rage. Off to Jo's meal now. Siobhan and Mari aren't coming :( Owwwwww. I think cardboard cut outs of them will be needed. Have a good night.