It's bad enough that I absolutely can't stand my job at the grocery store but this is just one of those little things that makes it all the more unbearable.
I had two customers come by that absolutely reeked and left the terrible odor behind them as they left. The first one had such a strong smell of cigarettes coming off of her that I was surprised she wasn't coated with tar. That wasn't all though, lurking beneath said smell lurked another. I couldn't place what it was but it was just as foul as the stop layer of stink.
The second one smelled as though she had bathed herself in perfume before coming to the store. My eyes were practically watering from the stench and it was terribly hard on the sinuses. Apparently she's never heard of the saying "A dab'll do ya."
Oh, and there's one other tiny (I kid, of course.) pet peeve that I've always wanted to rant about and shall tack on the end of this.
I can't stand it when parents cram their five-eight year olds in the back of the cart while at the same buying what seems to be half the store's stocks. This is really really annoying and makes packing the cart a near impossibility. Cause heck knows if you accidentally hit the kid with the milk then the parents will raise bloody hell. If they want to avoid that then they should make their kids quit being lazy shmucks and walk!
I had two customers come by that absolutely reeked and left the terrible odor behind them as they left. The first one had such a strong smell of cigarettes coming off of her that I was surprised she wasn't coated with tar. That wasn't all though, lurking beneath said smell lurked another. I couldn't place what it was but it was just as foul as the stop layer of stink.
The second one smelled as though she had bathed herself in perfume before coming to the store. My eyes were practically watering from the stench and it was terribly hard on the sinuses. Apparently she's never heard of the saying "A dab'll do ya."
Oh, and there's one other tiny (I kid, of course.) pet peeve that I've always wanted to rant about and shall tack on the end of this.
I can't stand it when parents cram their five-eight year olds in the back of the cart while at the same buying what seems to be half the store's stocks. This is really really annoying and makes packing the cart a near impossibility. Cause heck knows if you accidentally hit the kid with the milk then the parents will raise bloody hell. If they want to avoid that then they should make their kids quit being lazy shmucks and walk!

I didn't like doing it, but working double shifts made it difficult to get to the store any other time. Perhaps they were in the same situation?
When she got back, the bf was out, but I made it a point to sniff the air and tell her, "Much better." She honestly didn't know that you could smell sex on people! By the end of the week, she was IDing other kids' odiferous horsetrailer hijinks, and was on what she termed her "sex patrol".
I was sure glad they were only passing by and didn't stop for a beer.
Eeeew...that's even worse because it's in such a small and confined space. I seriously wonder if these women really think that dousing themselves in perfume makes them smell fantastic.
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