my Cowboys lost. Good to see they're consistent. With LOSING. What a long football season this will be. I'll be sure to work the Mon night that Minn and Green Bay play. I don't need to be at home listening to the screaming at the tv even though the refs can't hear you even if you drop 17 F bombs. Better make sure the baby is out of the room. When Donovan was still a newborn, the Stanley Cup finals were on, last game of the series and there was a bad call. Kirk was holding Donovan, he let the tv know in no uncertain terms how displeased he was then Donovan proceeded to tell his father how frightened he was. Kirk felt so bad for making Donovan cry so bad. I felt bad for both of them. More so for the kid of course. =0)
Dear Crotchety Broad, While I love my job and think it's the easiest one in the world to have, I do not think dealing with your ass was easy. Here are some highlights from my fabulous time with you: When your cashier is ringing up your precious produce, putting the codes in (from memory thank you very much), don't start trash talking her. I didn't hear you ask if I needed help because, well, um, I was busy ringing your shit up. When I look up because I heard something , don't look at me and say, " HELLO??" all sarcastic and shit. I will squish your tomatos, avocados and bread. When I ask if you have coupons, that's generally a sign that I am not a mind reader, can't see in your purse and can't predict the future (contrary to what you may think dear customer). As a refresher, here's our coversation: Loverly Cashier: Did you have any coupons today ma'am? (and that ma'am part may or may not have been choked out of my throat) Crotchety Broa...
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