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Two people. One of them sucky, one of them just confused. Let's start with the confused innocent guy.
Immortality
This guy didn't seem that bad. In fact, he wasn't that bad. A young man, looked Mediterranean, and had a heavy accent. Greek, if I'm anyone to judge. And I'm quite good with accents.
He approached me (because I was wearing a jacket in a store color) and asked for 'the immortal manager'. After a while, I was able to figure out what he was saying... As he explained, he only had a couple years of English classes. Turned out he was looking for the non-perishables manager.
An understandable mistake, I think. I imagine I'd do the same if I was trying to speak, say, Spanish with my limited comprehension.
YOU DIDN'T ORDER IT
So, I had to go to the deli counter, to get my usual order of cheese. There was someone ahead of me in line, which while not awesome (I'm usually the only one at the counter because I go late in the day) is hardly meriting chronicling. What did merit chronicling was that the guy ahead of me ordered cheddar cheese. There was already a bit of cheese on one of the automatic sliceamajigs (What are they called?). The guy who was going to cut he cheese (yeah, yeah, snicker away) took it off the slicer, and went to get the cheddar the man had ordered. The man immediately yelled at him for trying to delay his order by getting a new pack of cheese when there was clearly some already there. It went on for about five or ten minutes, and this guy was exceptionally sucky about it, insisting that he be given the cheese that was on the slicer and the employee stop wasting his time. Of course, the employee kept trying to point out that the man HADN'T ORDERED that cheese, and it was entirely different type of cheese.
Eventually the guy made enough of a fuss that the employee just cut him the cheese that was on the slicer. Not shockingly, he was angry he wasn't given the right type of cheese.
That's what happens when you demand they give you something else. Moron.
Immortality
This guy didn't seem that bad. In fact, he wasn't that bad. A young man, looked Mediterranean, and had a heavy accent. Greek, if I'm anyone to judge. And I'm quite good with accents.
He approached me (because I was wearing a jacket in a store color) and asked for 'the immortal manager'. After a while, I was able to figure out what he was saying... As he explained, he only had a couple years of English classes. Turned out he was looking for the non-perishables manager.
An understandable mistake, I think. I imagine I'd do the same if I was trying to speak, say, Spanish with my limited comprehension.
YOU DIDN'T ORDER IT
So, I had to go to the deli counter, to get my usual order of cheese. There was someone ahead of me in line, which while not awesome (I'm usually the only one at the counter because I go late in the day) is hardly meriting chronicling. What did merit chronicling was that the guy ahead of me ordered cheddar cheese. There was already a bit of cheese on one of the automatic sliceamajigs (What are they called?). The guy who was going to cut he cheese (yeah, yeah, snicker away) took it off the slicer, and went to get the cheddar the man had ordered. The man immediately yelled at him for trying to delay his order by getting a new pack of cheese when there was clearly some already there. It went on for about five or ten minutes, and this guy was exceptionally sucky about it, insisting that he be given the cheese that was on the slicer and the employee stop wasting his time. Of course, the employee kept trying to point out that the man HADN'T ORDERED that cheese, and it was entirely different type of cheese.
Eventually the guy made enough of a fuss that the employee just cut him the cheese that was on the slicer. Not shockingly, he was angry he wasn't given the right type of cheese.
That's what happens when you demand they give you something else. Moron.
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