Ninja Revenge #2
23 days. 23 days without a day off. Needless to say, I've gotten a bit evil in that time span. But other things first.
I got a vehicle! That hasn't caught fire yet! Woo-hoo! It's a '95 Ford Ranger and is in pretty good shape. I just got to get it winterized and stereoed out, then I'm set.
Okay, so that was the only thing I wanted to mention before the evil. So here goes:
I was having a particularly bad day. Three people got fired, I was horribly sick and couldn't take the time off to recover, and I all I really wanted to do was play Zelda. I had aline running out the door, phones ringing off the hook, and I swear monkeys were trying to mate with me when I wasn't looking. So here I was at the desk by myself fighting thorugh all this, and up walks this guest and his family. First thing he says to me:
It's about time you can help us. You're not very efficient.
Ninja Telo awakened.
I resisted the urge to ram a sword through his face (which I can summon from thin air, you know), and asked him what i could help him with. He wanted to see something in the case that holds all of the fur items in our gift shop. I open the case, he looks, and grumbles about the prices.
My ninja-ness awakens more.
Now this man was with his wife and his rather bratty child. You know, the kind that goes, 'I want this! I want this!'. The mother replying, 'No! Put that down! Stop that!' Etc. Etc. So, I pick up one of our sheared beaver teddy bears, and show it to the kid. Now, if you've never felt sheared beaver (okay, you can stop giggling now), it's quite possibly the softest thing in the universe...nay, the multiverse. I want pants lined with it. So, the kid holds it, and immediately pesters his parents to buy it for him. they look at the price. $200. They tell the kid no. And as I planned, the kid breaks down crying, and screaming his hatred at his parents. They left, looking properly harassed and tortured.
Now on one hand, I feel REALLY bad about making a little kid cry, but at the same time, I had to use whatever weapon presented itself. So forgive me. Or else...
I got a vehicle! That hasn't caught fire yet! Woo-hoo! It's a '95 Ford Ranger and is in pretty good shape. I just got to get it winterized and stereoed out, then I'm set.
Okay, so that was the only thing I wanted to mention before the evil. So here goes:
I was having a particularly bad day. Three people got fired, I was horribly sick and couldn't take the time off to recover, and I all I really wanted to do was play Zelda. I had aline running out the door, phones ringing off the hook, and I swear monkeys were trying to mate with me when I wasn't looking. So here I was at the desk by myself fighting thorugh all this, and up walks this guest and his family. First thing he says to me:
It's about time you can help us. You're not very efficient.
Ninja Telo awakened.
I resisted the urge to ram a sword through his face (which I can summon from thin air, you know), and asked him what i could help him with. He wanted to see something in the case that holds all of the fur items in our gift shop. I open the case, he looks, and grumbles about the prices.
My ninja-ness awakens more.
Now this man was with his wife and his rather bratty child. You know, the kind that goes, 'I want this! I want this!'. The mother replying, 'No! Put that down! Stop that!' Etc. Etc. So, I pick up one of our sheared beaver teddy bears, and show it to the kid. Now, if you've never felt sheared beaver (okay, you can stop giggling now), it's quite possibly the softest thing in the universe...nay, the multiverse. I want pants lined with it. So, the kid holds it, and immediately pesters his parents to buy it for him. they look at the price. $200. They tell the kid no. And as I planned, the kid breaks down crying, and screaming his hatred at his parents. They left, looking properly harassed and tortured.
Now on one hand, I feel REALLY bad about making a little kid cry, but at the same time, I had to use whatever weapon presented itself. So forgive me. Or else...