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very long, & lots of naughty words sorry 
This is an old story that I remembered when reading another thread on here. Several years ago I was working at "Big Office Supply Store" in the copy center. It was actually pretty fun for the most part, got to meet a lot of pretty cool people but of course there are always a few people who would try to use our center as their own personal office and try to treat me like I worked for them. (thats one real quick way to piss me off btw) I completely lost my cool b/c of one such custo.....eh bitch. Her name started with an 'F' so I shall call her 'FW', short for fuckwit.
Anywho FW comes in to the copy center on a fairly regular basis , at least a few times every week to make a few copies for whatever scam I mean business she was working on. (She was always trying to get us to do her work for free or wanting discounts for errors that were her fault) That time started out pretty much the same as any other. She handed me the the papers she wanted copied (she was too lazy to figure out how to work the self-serve machines) and I went to copy them while she wandered around. Now, just for the record, I did not normally read anything customers gave me to copy, b/c it wasn't really any of my business but out of boredom I happened to glance at one of the sheets I was holding when I noticed something very familiar. This was some type of form she had filled out (like an application) for something and what looked so familiar was that listed with her name and address was my home phone number (that I had had for over a year).
I immediately thought WOW thats a big fat typo that she needs to get fixed. So I held off copying that page until she came back up and began trying to explain to FW that she had an error on her form that I was sure she would want fixed before I copy it. When I point out the phone number she said 'oh, thats my number' . WTF? I said actually no I believe you are mistaken. She of course turns around and asked how would I know its wrong so I explain that it is MY phone number that I have had for over a year so she must have written the wrong number down. FW's little light bulb went off then and said 'oh you're right! thats my old phone number' I'll just erase this and fill that in later. I said OK - whatever. If that was all there was to the story she wouldn't suck would she?
The suck came two days later as I'm sitting at home relaxing and I get a phone call. I say hello and the lady on the phone asked to speak with FW. I of course think well she must not have realized that this isn't her phone number anymore and proceed to tell her as much. And thats when she said something that pissed me off to no end. FW had told the lady on the phone that since she didn't have a good phone number to be reached at currently, that this lady could call ME and I would give FW the message. WTF??????
I was so pissed off I hollered at the lady FW had no right to give her my number, this was my personal home number and that I was not her fucking secretary and then I hung up. I was furious. I happened to be outside smoking the next day when low and behold old FW comes strolling up to me with a big cheesy grin on her face. She starts in with her fake hey how are you doing? crap. I admit I blew up, and I went off on this lady. I cussed her ass out in front of "Big Office Supply Store". Told her she had no fucking right to give out my damn phone number, and for her to presume that I would gladly pass along messages for her, she was out of her fucking mind. My boss comes walking out to where we are when he hears the commotion and is trying to get me to calm down which isn't happening b/c she starts saying well i didn't think you would mind and what was the message?. After she asked me what the message was I balled my fist up and my boss physically picked me up and hauled me back in the store. I wasn't going to hit her but boy did I want to. They asked her to leave and not to come back for that day. And I told my boss that I would never under any circumstances serve her again. She came back only once or twice after that but steered very clear of where I was. lol The end and sorry for the length. 
This is an old story that I remembered when reading another thread on here. Several years ago I was working at "Big Office Supply Store" in the copy center. It was actually pretty fun for the most part, got to meet a lot of pretty cool people but of course there are always a few people who would try to use our center as their own personal office and try to treat me like I worked for them. (thats one real quick way to piss me off btw) I completely lost my cool b/c of one such custo.....eh bitch. Her name started with an 'F' so I shall call her 'FW', short for fuckwit.
Anywho FW comes in to the copy center on a fairly regular basis , at least a few times every week to make a few copies for whatever scam I mean business she was working on. (She was always trying to get us to do her work for free or wanting discounts for errors that were her fault) That time started out pretty much the same as any other. She handed me the the papers she wanted copied (she was too lazy to figure out how to work the self-serve machines) and I went to copy them while she wandered around. Now, just for the record, I did not normally read anything customers gave me to copy, b/c it wasn't really any of my business but out of boredom I happened to glance at one of the sheets I was holding when I noticed something very familiar. This was some type of form she had filled out (like an application) for something and what looked so familiar was that listed with her name and address was my home phone number (that I had had for over a year).
I immediately thought WOW thats a big fat typo that she needs to get fixed. So I held off copying that page until she came back up and began trying to explain to FW that she had an error on her form that I was sure she would want fixed before I copy it. When I point out the phone number she said 'oh, thats my number' . WTF? I said actually no I believe you are mistaken. She of course turns around and asked how would I know its wrong so I explain that it is MY phone number that I have had for over a year so she must have written the wrong number down. FW's little light bulb went off then and said 'oh you're right! thats my old phone number' I'll just erase this and fill that in later. I said OK - whatever. If that was all there was to the story she wouldn't suck would she?The suck came two days later as I'm sitting at home relaxing and I get a phone call. I say hello and the lady on the phone asked to speak with FW. I of course think well she must not have realized that this isn't her phone number anymore and proceed to tell her as much. And thats when she said something that pissed me off to no end. FW had told the lady on the phone that since she didn't have a good phone number to be reached at currently, that this lady could call ME and I would give FW the message. WTF??????
I was so pissed off I hollered at the lady FW had no right to give her my number, this was my personal home number and that I was not her fucking secretary and then I hung up. I was furious. I happened to be outside smoking the next day when low and behold old FW comes strolling up to me with a big cheesy grin on her face. She starts in with her fake hey how are you doing? crap. I admit I blew up, and I went off on this lady. I cussed her ass out in front of "Big Office Supply Store". Told her she had no fucking right to give out my damn phone number, and for her to presume that I would gladly pass along messages for her, she was out of her fucking mind. My boss comes walking out to where we are when he hears the commotion and is trying to get me to calm down which isn't happening b/c she starts saying well i didn't think you would mind and what was the message?. After she asked me what the message was I balled my fist up and my boss physically picked me up and hauled me back in the store. I wasn't going to hit her but boy did I want to. They asked her to leave and not to come back for that day. And I told my boss that I would never under any circumstances serve her again. She came back only once or twice after that but steered very clear of where I was. lol The end and sorry for the length.
did you get my phone number, and Number two: Just how bad do you want your face to look after I'm done with you?" As I raised my fist. To hell with the manager, he wouldn't be able to hold me back!
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