This is a guy who returns every once in a while to our store, mainly because he's friends with our ASM (who left last week to work at the CD-shop a few shops away). Could also be a friend of any of my other colleagues since the guy acts like he all knows us equally well, but yeah, it's typical for my ASM to know people like that lol, even if they're just vague acquaintances.
Anyway, this guy is always drunk, he's tall, has that weird 'do not piss me off' look in his eyes and his tattoos show his passion for Germany during a certain time in the 20th century and his love for his own country, the Netherlands. Nothing wrong with loving your own country, but don't do it in that way that warns us you're a 3F case (f*cked up, fallacious logic and fail). Maybe they are just being open targets for Darwin's sniper, codenamed Natural Selection. Oh, did I mention his girlfriend is and lives in Brasil... yeah I know, don't ask... one of those.
There were 3 times this guy did or said something which made me raise an eyebrow.
First time. I was busy sending contracts to the providers, so bossman did all the talking. There already was a casual conversation.
3F: So anyway, I can't store any mp3's on my phone, I had a lot of pics, got rid of them and then I could store a few, but I used to be able to put a lot of mp3's on my phone.
Boss: Have you tried resetting the phone?
3F: Yeah man, but it didn't work... *opens up a can of beer in the middle of the store... Bossman doesn't look happy*
Boss: Ok, well I'll have to see if the memory card is damaged. *opens his phone*
3F: Memory card?
Boss: Yeah that black thing near your battery...
3F: Oh that, I thought it was just some worthless junk, I threw it away.
*Boss sighs*
Second time, same evening, it was about 8.30 pm. This was a 'I had to be there' situation, but it was hilarious. Boss is known for being funny yet facing totally serious.
3F: by the way, what's the time?
Boss: *without missing a beat* a quarter past half past 6.
3F just stares at him with big eyes... imagine a drunk caveman suddenly inventing fire, the wheel and pizza at the same time. It really took him about 15 seconds to realize boss was just talking crap. I could see his brain trying to process the new quarter past half past term... and admit... it's not THAT difficult. But he still believed it should have been around 7 pm.
Third time, I'm once again doing the stuff no one wants to do... and he is hanging on the counter waiting for boss and he is listening to that god awful neonazi metal junk. How I know it was national socialist stuff? the lyrics contained some typical words.
3F: *grunts*
Me: *looks up* what?
3F: Are you also foreign?
Me: why do you ask?
3F: Andy has a darker skin color, Paul is white but too short to be Dutch, you're white but your face looks Eastern-European.
Me: ... I am Dutch, if that's what you mean, not full-blooded, but I was born here and grew up here... who cares...
3F: Prove you are!
Me: ... Scheveningen! *
3F: Good! *attempts to greet me in the nazi way, fails because he's drunk, stumbles towards boss who came out of the back room with his phone, he grabs it and leaves**
Me: ... wtf...
** Scheveningen is a city in the Netherlands notorious for itss first 3 letters which can't be pronounced by almost anyone except people with Dutch as their native language. It was a frequently used code word for the Dutch resistance during WWII to see if someone was really a resistance member or a German spy.
I guess I am kind of happy with the fact he is not really aggressive, even if he can be pissed off easily... but I don't expect much trouble if he even fails to raise his right arm...
Anyway, this guy is always drunk, he's tall, has that weird 'do not piss me off' look in his eyes and his tattoos show his passion for Germany during a certain time in the 20th century and his love for his own country, the Netherlands. Nothing wrong with loving your own country, but don't do it in that way that warns us you're a 3F case (f*cked up, fallacious logic and fail). Maybe they are just being open targets for Darwin's sniper, codenamed Natural Selection. Oh, did I mention his girlfriend is and lives in Brasil... yeah I know, don't ask... one of those.
There were 3 times this guy did or said something which made me raise an eyebrow.
First time. I was busy sending contracts to the providers, so bossman did all the talking. There already was a casual conversation.
3F: So anyway, I can't store any mp3's on my phone, I had a lot of pics, got rid of them and then I could store a few, but I used to be able to put a lot of mp3's on my phone.
Boss: Have you tried resetting the phone?
3F: Yeah man, but it didn't work... *opens up a can of beer in the middle of the store... Bossman doesn't look happy*
Boss: Ok, well I'll have to see if the memory card is damaged. *opens his phone*
3F: Memory card?
Boss: Yeah that black thing near your battery...
3F: Oh that, I thought it was just some worthless junk, I threw it away.
*Boss sighs*
Second time, same evening, it was about 8.30 pm. This was a 'I had to be there' situation, but it was hilarious. Boss is known for being funny yet facing totally serious.
3F: by the way, what's the time?
Boss: *without missing a beat* a quarter past half past 6.
3F just stares at him with big eyes... imagine a drunk caveman suddenly inventing fire, the wheel and pizza at the same time. It really took him about 15 seconds to realize boss was just talking crap. I could see his brain trying to process the new quarter past half past term... and admit... it's not THAT difficult. But he still believed it should have been around 7 pm.
Third time, I'm once again doing the stuff no one wants to do... and he is hanging on the counter waiting for boss and he is listening to that god awful neonazi metal junk. How I know it was national socialist stuff? the lyrics contained some typical words.
3F: *grunts*
Me: *looks up* what?
3F: Are you also foreign?
Me: why do you ask?
3F: Andy has a darker skin color, Paul is white but too short to be Dutch, you're white but your face looks Eastern-European.
Me: ... I am Dutch, if that's what you mean, not full-blooded, but I was born here and grew up here... who cares...
3F: Prove you are!
Me: ... Scheveningen! *
3F: Good! *attempts to greet me in the nazi way, fails because he's drunk, stumbles towards boss who came out of the back room with his phone, he grabs it and leaves**
Me: ... wtf...
** Scheveningen is a city in the Netherlands notorious for itss first 3 letters which can't be pronounced by almost anyone except people with Dutch as their native language. It was a frequently used code word for the Dutch resistance during WWII to see if someone was really a resistance member or a German spy.
I guess I am kind of happy with the fact he is not really aggressive, even if he can be pissed off easily... but I don't expect much trouble if he even fails to raise his right arm...
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