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[regieeuronymous]

I feel like im getting judged every time i buy beer at my local grocery. We get some like 2-3 times a week, and all the cashiers know us pretty well. They started mentioning it. Saying things like we "dont need reasons to drink, (we) make our own" wah

i shouldnt give a fuck what others think. Theyre nice enough. No interventions yet.

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[xenobastet]

you're in the sf/oakland area, right? my best friend lives in oakland, and it's pretty ghetto. just go to an area where they drink out in the open, and you'll have no judgements. :p

[regieeuronymous]

Pieces of shit walk in that store all the time. I live off of a street where ive been asked by some nasty toothless hooker for change. I think oakland has a huge bad rap for no reason, though. Only like half of it is really poor. I mean i know it wasnt always like this, i hear its similar to the ghettos in NY where theyre getting cool (aka the other neighborhoods are getting way too rich and unaffordable) I think its because im young and not really grumpy all the time, fairly sociable. The cashiers like us, its more joking. But i can kind of feel their judging eyeballs.

[xenobastet]

judge their judgey eyeballs! maybe they're just being slightly openly judgey because they figure you won't stab them with the bottle you just finished drinking? lol, I'm sure it can be nice at times and have nice parts, but it's got a rep for a reason. crime rates, wooooo :p

[thejedgosmoo]

A very well known strategy that's been known to work is jumping up on the counter and give yourself a beer enema, turn your back to them and spray them in the face like a skunk. After that there will be no need to worry about judgmental eyes, when they can't even see in the first place! That's rational, right?

In any case who cares? You have your shit together and they're working in a grocery store. :D

[regieeuronymous]

Surprisingly I've never given myself a beer enema. GOTTA GET DRUNK FAST GOGOGO!

[thejedgosmoo]

I knew someone who had a champagne enema in celebration of Marilyn Monroe...Lets just say that I'm glad I wasn't there to clean up the mess.