2 days of freedom
That's right kiddies, two days of sitting around doing absolutely nothing. Yes. I'm happy.
Work was boring, had this bitchy ass woman yelling at me like I'm a fucking moron. She had this huge ass cart of shit, and I'm like "do you want any bags?" (cuz you have to buy them at the store I work at)... and she's like "yeah, gimme 5"... so, based on the amount of shit she has, I gave her 5 big bags... for a grand total of 50 cents. I ring all her shit up, her rugrat grabs the cart and the bags, runs and starts to bag it, and the skank bitch writes out a check... then notices that I gave her big bags, and she's like "I wanted SMALL bags!"... OK, no biggie... I void out the big bags, and ring her up for small bags... Then, I tell her she has to write a new check, because I can't accept a check that's over the actual price... So she's like "well fuck it, give me the big bags"... So I void out the small bags, and ring her up again for big bags... and then she's all like "You shouldn't have gave me five bags, you're supposed to give people small bags by default, and only give big bags when somebody specifically asks for them". I'm thinking, who the fuck are you to tell me how to do my job?? I'm the one who's here every fucking day, not you. She then proceeds to belittle me and my job in front of the customer behind her, and promises never to return to this shithole store (thank God), before snatching the receipt out of my hand like I'm fucking Kunta and she's my massa. I wanted to wrap the fucking bag around her head and asphyxiate the cunt.
I really hate when people bitch to me, like I'm the one who sets the prices, makes all the store policies, etc etc... That's not my job, my job is to put shit on the shelves, and ring your sorry asses up. 69 cents for a loaf of bread is too expensive? DON'T BUY IT! Go to fucking Walmart. You don't like buying bags? BRING YOUR OWN OR DON'T COME HERE! You think it hurts my fucking feelings if you shop elsewhere? I'm paid by the hour, not by the amount of customers I ring up.
But I have two days off, so it's all good.
Work was boring, had this bitchy ass woman yelling at me like I'm a fucking moron. She had this huge ass cart of shit, and I'm like "do you want any bags?" (cuz you have to buy them at the store I work at)... and she's like "yeah, gimme 5"... so, based on the amount of shit she has, I gave her 5 big bags... for a grand total of 50 cents. I ring all her shit up, her rugrat grabs the cart and the bags, runs and starts to bag it, and the skank bitch writes out a check... then notices that I gave her big bags, and she's like "I wanted SMALL bags!"... OK, no biggie... I void out the big bags, and ring her up for small bags... Then, I tell her she has to write a new check, because I can't accept a check that's over the actual price... So she's like "well fuck it, give me the big bags"... So I void out the small bags, and ring her up again for big bags... and then she's all like "You shouldn't have gave me five bags, you're supposed to give people small bags by default, and only give big bags when somebody specifically asks for them". I'm thinking, who the fuck are you to tell me how to do my job?? I'm the one who's here every fucking day, not you. She then proceeds to belittle me and my job in front of the customer behind her, and promises never to return to this shithole store (thank God), before snatching the receipt out of my hand like I'm fucking Kunta and she's my massa. I wanted to wrap the fucking bag around her head and asphyxiate the cunt.
I really hate when people bitch to me, like I'm the one who sets the prices, makes all the store policies, etc etc... That's not my job, my job is to put shit on the shelves, and ring your sorry asses up. 69 cents for a loaf of bread is too expensive? DON'T BUY IT! Go to fucking Walmart. You don't like buying bags? BRING YOUR OWN OR DON'T COME HERE! You think it hurts my fucking feelings if you shop elsewhere? I'm paid by the hour, not by the amount of customers I ring up.
But I have two days off, so it's all good.