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Ah, you gotta love New Years Eve.
These few 'customers' are in the last half hour. None of them buy ANYTHING.
Racist but not brave enough to admit it.
RSB: Racist, Scatty B*tch
ME: Your stunning girl with Irish ancestry
S: My manager and good friend.
my thoughts in italics.
Very scatty woman comes in, fifteen minutes to closing. She is all flustered and indecisive and giggly. I, personally, think that once you're above about 20 you shouldn't act like a stupid giggly school-girl and she was about forty and doing it. SO, strike one.
RSB: Ooooh, I don't even know what I want *I know what I want. For you to fuck off so I can go home* Thats a bit Irish of me isn't it? Ooh, I hope neither of you are Irish...
Me: I am. *lie. Technically, only a quarter irish, but I refuse to allow 'Irish' being related to stupid, lazy or cheap anywhere near me unless it's ME or a close friend (as long as I can insult their heritage right back) saying it*
Proceed to her muttering and stammering about 'just menaing it was stupid to not know what you want... she just wanted a look" and me and my manger treating her with cold disdain till she left.
Whatever Bitch. I know it's realtively mild, but using a race to describe negative attributes is not on, and it's still racism even if you're both white.
Seriously, eat a sandwich
SS: Super skinny
Me: skinny but healthy
S: Manager with booty
SS comes in about half an hour before closing, and spends about 20 minutes there. When I say Super Skinny I mean it. She's about 3, 4 inches taller than me, and probably around a stone lighter (and I'm about the lowest weight for my height most people can be healthily). Now, this wouldn't bother me. I have friends who are naturally model tall and thin, and friends who would need ten times the amount of fabric I do to cover them. It doesn't bloody bother me... Until your buying diet pills when you don't need them. She had the hollow eyes and razor-sharp collarbone of the unhealthily thin.
She is asking S a lot of queations about the diet pills, asking about if we have any strong ones without caffiene. And she is DUMB AS A POST. Shirley keeps trying to answer questions honestly, without telling her she doesn't need it, saying about healthy diets, how most people don't need appetite supressants, and the woman is just not taking any of it in. She wanders around, is rude to us, and leaves. I am left with an odd sensation of grief for the fact she will probably kill herself soon, and anger for her time wasting stupidity.
Pisstakers:
ANother one S suffered. A group of young men came in. They're of indian extraction and there's a bit of a language barrier, but even more of a suck barrier. They are asking questions about 'Pills to make you stronger and more muscle' and S is trying to explain that You need extra calories and weight training to achieve that, nothing will make it heppen in a fortnight, and the sort of things they are asking for are STEROIDS and ILLEGAL. We have a strong sense they are taking the piss out of us, so when they leave we bitch.
These few 'customers' are in the last half hour. None of them buy ANYTHING.
Racist but not brave enough to admit it.
RSB: Racist, Scatty B*tch
ME: Your stunning girl with Irish ancestry
S: My manager and good friend.
my thoughts in italics.
Very scatty woman comes in, fifteen minutes to closing. She is all flustered and indecisive and giggly. I, personally, think that once you're above about 20 you shouldn't act like a stupid giggly school-girl and she was about forty and doing it. SO, strike one.
RSB: Ooooh, I don't even know what I want *I know what I want. For you to fuck off so I can go home* Thats a bit Irish of me isn't it? Ooh, I hope neither of you are Irish...
Me: I am. *lie. Technically, only a quarter irish, but I refuse to allow 'Irish' being related to stupid, lazy or cheap anywhere near me unless it's ME or a close friend (as long as I can insult their heritage right back) saying it*
Proceed to her muttering and stammering about 'just menaing it was stupid to not know what you want... she just wanted a look" and me and my manger treating her with cold disdain till she left.
Whatever Bitch. I know it's realtively mild, but using a race to describe negative attributes is not on, and it's still racism even if you're both white.
Seriously, eat a sandwich
SS: Super skinny
Me: skinny but healthy
S: Manager with booty
SS comes in about half an hour before closing, and spends about 20 minutes there. When I say Super Skinny I mean it. She's about 3, 4 inches taller than me, and probably around a stone lighter (and I'm about the lowest weight for my height most people can be healthily). Now, this wouldn't bother me. I have friends who are naturally model tall and thin, and friends who would need ten times the amount of fabric I do to cover them. It doesn't bloody bother me... Until your buying diet pills when you don't need them. She had the hollow eyes and razor-sharp collarbone of the unhealthily thin.
She is asking S a lot of queations about the diet pills, asking about if we have any strong ones without caffiene. And she is DUMB AS A POST. Shirley keeps trying to answer questions honestly, without telling her she doesn't need it, saying about healthy diets, how most people don't need appetite supressants, and the woman is just not taking any of it in. She wanders around, is rude to us, and leaves. I am left with an odd sensation of grief for the fact she will probably kill herself soon, and anger for her time wasting stupidity.
Pisstakers:
ANother one S suffered. A group of young men came in. They're of indian extraction and there's a bit of a language barrier, but even more of a suck barrier. They are asking questions about 'Pills to make you stronger and more muscle' and S is trying to explain that You need extra calories and weight training to achieve that, nothing will make it heppen in a fortnight, and the sort of things they are asking for are STEROIDS and ILLEGAL. We have a strong sense they are taking the piss out of us, so when they leave we bitch.
I don't think he had me confused with anyone else. To be honest, I'm pretty well known on the scene, it's highly unlikely I'm going to be confused with anyone else. I've had people outright deliberately INSULT me that didn't offend me as much as that little asshole did. I dont know what his deal was.
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