So I'm almost off. Boss lady is there and running til, so I'm taking out the front garbage. As I come out this girl asks while going through the ciggerrette trash if I had a cig. Most of the following is mostly based on memory, but its the bases....
Me: *singing in my head as I'm getting to the trash*
Crazed Woman: Hey do you have a cig?
Me: N-
Crazed: You shouldn't talk to strangers. He asked me for a ciggereettete. I don't smoke.
Me: O-
CW: STOP TALKING TO STRANGERS!!!!! STOP STEALING MY CIGS!!!
ME: *backing off*
CW: YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!! WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO ME!!
ME: *Finally getting a word in now* "Seriously, get off the propterty or I'll get the cops:
CW: GET BACK IN THE FUCKING STORE YOU STUPID SONOFABITCH!!!
Me: *Tapping on the phone, but Boss Lady is already calling 911*
CW: FUCKING SMOKE BALH ROA GAH DOSAHA Cthulhu !!! *Kicks my garbage over that I have yet to get, sending a full garbage all over me and the sidewalk*
CW: PICK UP YOUR GODDAMN GARBAGE!!!! *then she starts kicking the wall*
CW: CALL THE POLICE!
ME: WTF lady! THe hell did I do?
CW: STOP TALKING TO STRANGERS!!! PICK UP MY CIGS!!!! *Kicking over the cig garbage now, and now she walking away screaming*
Boss lady comes out: What happened?
ME: *blinking* I have no ... idea...
Boss: Do the police need to come?
ME: I don't think so....
What. The. Hell was THAT?!
Me: *singing in my head as I'm getting to the trash*
Crazed Woman: Hey do you have a cig?
Me: N-
Crazed: You shouldn't talk to strangers. He asked me for a ciggereettete. I don't smoke.
Me: O-
CW: STOP TALKING TO STRANGERS!!!!! STOP STEALING MY CIGS!!!
ME: *backing off*
CW: YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!! WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO ME!!
ME: *Finally getting a word in now* "Seriously, get off the propterty or I'll get the cops:
CW: GET BACK IN THE FUCKING STORE YOU STUPID SONOFABITCH!!!
Me: *Tapping on the phone, but Boss Lady is already calling 911*
CW: FUCKING SMOKE BALH ROA GAH DOSAHA Cthulhu !!! *Kicks my garbage over that I have yet to get, sending a full garbage all over me and the sidewalk*
CW: PICK UP YOUR GODDAMN GARBAGE!!!! *then she starts kicking the wall*
CW: CALL THE POLICE!
ME: WTF lady! THe hell did I do?
CW: STOP TALKING TO STRANGERS!!! PICK UP MY CIGS!!!! *Kicking over the cig garbage now, and now she walking away screaming*
Boss lady comes out: What happened?
ME: *blinking* I have no ... idea...
Boss: Do the police need to come?
ME: I don't think so....
What. The. Hell was THAT?!
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