Ever witnessed this?
As with many of my tales of stupidity, this occurs at 7/11. ( Why is it always 7/11? ). There are 7, yes, *7*....whats the term I seek? 100% "designer" cloths, expensive cell phones, loud, inconsiderate, rude, took daddy's keys to drive to the store? I don't know what the classification is for this particularly type of person so I shall simply do with Yuppy Spawn. Anyway, there are 7 of them in the store. 4 of them are in line at the counter ( Saving spots for the other 3 <twitch> while the other 3 molest random items in the store. I don't know why but apparently the exact crunchiness of one type of Doritos vs another is very important and can only be ascertained by squishing both bags in either hand to see which reduces to crumbs first.
They range from 16 to 20. One's pregnant. The youngest looking one of course. But being 6 months along is in no way impairing her ability to go out and party with the rest of her Yuplet friends. Despite this she's still attempting to wear her skin tight "sexy" designer labels + thong. The effect is unpleasant. She's also carting around a $300 digital camera which she is using to take pictures at random in the store.
Why am I painting such a vivid picture, you ask? Because its imperative for the full effect of what occurred next.
They're all paying for their stuff ( With the other 3 randomly cutting back into line to add more stuff to their respective piles ) when Yuplet #2 ( The 2nd in command by the looks of things ) professes he does not have enough cash for his large bag of Doritos + Coke. $200 worth of designer cloths on him. $100 sneakers. $200 cell phone in hand. Keys to daddy's BMW outside. Apparently does not have enough money for a bag of Doritos. Right-O.
What does he do you ask? Ask one of his *6* friends for $2 to cover his Doritos? No, no, of course not. That would be logical. Instead he turns back to the clerk and goes:
"Can I just take it then come back and pay for this stuff tomorrow?"
I think my face twitched at this point as I did little to hide my abject disgust. I shook my head and looked at the clerk waiting for the entertainment to begin when she replied....but.....
"Oh sure, no problem! <big giggly smile>"
?!!? WHAT?!
TRAITOR!~!~#
You seriously think these little yuppy shitlings don't have $2 between all 7 of them?! The sum total of all their cloths alone is more then your yearly income! Let alone you think that they're going to come BACK? WTF?
I desperately look around for the manager, but he's restocking the cooler and didn't overhear it. The other clerk is just sort of blinking. So the yuppy pack walks out with their unpaid for stuff, piles back into daddy's BMW and drives off.
<twitch> I really had to work to not say something to the clerk let alone death glare her. ><
As with many of my tales of stupidity, this occurs at 7/11. ( Why is it always 7/11? ). There are 7, yes, *7*....whats the term I seek? 100% "designer" cloths, expensive cell phones, loud, inconsiderate, rude, took daddy's keys to drive to the store? I don't know what the classification is for this particularly type of person so I shall simply do with Yuppy Spawn. Anyway, there are 7 of them in the store. 4 of them are in line at the counter ( Saving spots for the other 3 <twitch> while the other 3 molest random items in the store. I don't know why but apparently the exact crunchiness of one type of Doritos vs another is very important and can only be ascertained by squishing both bags in either hand to see which reduces to crumbs first.
They range from 16 to 20. One's pregnant. The youngest looking one of course. But being 6 months along is in no way impairing her ability to go out and party with the rest of her Yuplet friends. Despite this she's still attempting to wear her skin tight "sexy" designer labels + thong. The effect is unpleasant. She's also carting around a $300 digital camera which she is using to take pictures at random in the store.
Why am I painting such a vivid picture, you ask? Because its imperative for the full effect of what occurred next.
They're all paying for their stuff ( With the other 3 randomly cutting back into line to add more stuff to their respective piles ) when Yuplet #2 ( The 2nd in command by the looks of things ) professes he does not have enough cash for his large bag of Doritos + Coke. $200 worth of designer cloths on him. $100 sneakers. $200 cell phone in hand. Keys to daddy's BMW outside. Apparently does not have enough money for a bag of Doritos. Right-O.
What does he do you ask? Ask one of his *6* friends for $2 to cover his Doritos? No, no, of course not. That would be logical. Instead he turns back to the clerk and goes:
"Can I just take it then come back and pay for this stuff tomorrow?"
I think my face twitched at this point as I did little to hide my abject disgust. I shook my head and looked at the clerk waiting for the entertainment to begin when she replied....but.....
"Oh sure, no problem! <big giggly smile>"
?!!? WHAT?!
TRAITOR!~!~#
You seriously think these little yuppy shitlings don't have $2 between all 7 of them?! The sum total of all their cloths alone is more then your yearly income! Let alone you think that they're going to come BACK? WTF?
I desperately look around for the manager, but he's restocking the cooler and didn't overhear it. The other clerk is just sort of blinking. So the yuppy pack walks out with their unpaid for stuff, piles back into daddy's BMW and drives off.
<twitch> I really had to work to not say something to the clerk let alone death glare her. ><
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