From now on all my posts will include a bad side and a good side. We all need some cheering up...
Bad News
Dear Miss Bitch:
You came up to my line, and I politely informed you that I was closed. You gave me the stinkeye, stayed in line, and continued to have the same look during our whole transaction. You snatched your bag away and left in a huff.
What the fucking hell is your issue? Is your day going that badly that you want to make me suffer as well?
Good News
Guy comes through my line buying huge rolls of beef, some frozen veggies, and 20 1-lb packs of rice.
When I ask what he's cooking, he said, "Dog food."
He said he had 3 large dogs (I think Newfoundlands, can't remember) and that he cooks their food from rice, beef, and frozen veggies. They get SOME kibble but the bulk of their food is this mix.
This is impressive because...well, he also told me he has 3 teenagers to cook for as well.
Bad News
Dear Miss Bitch:
You came up to my line, and I politely informed you that I was closed. You gave me the stinkeye, stayed in line, and continued to have the same look during our whole transaction. You snatched your bag away and left in a huff.
What the fucking hell is your issue? Is your day going that badly that you want to make me suffer as well?
Good News
Guy comes through my line buying huge rolls of beef, some frozen veggies, and 20 1-lb packs of rice.
When I ask what he's cooking, he said, "Dog food."
He said he had 3 large dogs (I think Newfoundlands, can't remember) and that he cooks their food from rice, beef, and frozen veggies. They get SOME kibble but the bulk of their food is this mix.
This is impressive because...well, he also told me he has 3 teenagers to cook for as well.



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