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My response to that one has become "If we took these self-checks out, we'd just wind up replacing them with three regular lanes that would never have anyone on them."» Horse Words «·» Roleplaying Stuff «
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When you start at zero, everything's progress.
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Yes, there is! And this honesty should be encouraged. A good slice of humble pie now and then won't hurt anyone's diet.Quoth Amethyst Hunter View PostHonest Customer: I'm an idiot! I'm working this machine wrong! (Those were his words verbatim, and he was. Big time.)
Me: [outwardly] *smile and sympathies* It's ok, I'm here to help. [inwardly] Yes. Yes, you are. But kudos to you for admitting it and for stepping down in the face of my clearly superior powers. There is hope for you yet.
Can I get an "AMEN!" I agree ∞% with the above statement! I am beyond sick and tired of seeing idiots with their pants sagging around their knees. It's not a fashion statement, unless that statement is "help me, I have no fashion sense and I'm too stupid to wear a belt or properly sized pants!" The toddler-with-a-full-diaper look on anyone over four years old has got to go!Quoth Amethyst Hunter View PostI have seen the buttcracks, and they are, in no particular order, sagging, doughy, wrinkled, dirty, chubby, sweaty, pasty white, (over)tanned, old, young, male and female alike. (Hey, if I have to suffer these visions, so must you. ALL SHALL FEEL MY WRATH.) Jesus pogo-stick barhopping creamsicle Christ, people, PULL UP YOUR FUCKING PANTS ALREADY!!I don't have an attitude problem. You have a perception problem.
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praise be, pass the scrapple and pass on the crack.
nw version involves cream of wheat and sausage with some butter; no random porcine parts (thank god) and nothing to frighten off the kiddies.
it's pretty good, with a touch of maple syrup.look! it's ghengis khan!
Sorry, but while I can do many things, extracting heads from anuses isn't one of them. (so sayeth the irv)
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I've eaten vendor hot dogs, nothing scares me now.Quoth MoonCat View PostThe High Priest is an Illusion!
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Hey now..there are some really good Vendors who serve hot dogs..or were. Usually in fairs. I just...don't want to know what they were made of, how long they had sat, or .. anything else.Engaged to the amazing Marmalady. She is my Silver Dragon, shining as bright as the sun. I her Black Dragon (though good honestly), dark as night..fierce and strong.
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And here I thought you were going to say "...and die pathetic and lonely due to paranoia and the tendency to touch young boys inappropriately."Quoth Amethyst Hunter View Post...and just BEAT IT.
Small problem with this: I have experienced the "wonder" of the self-checkout, and I can't count how many time that idiotic machine has told me to remove something from the bagging area that wasn't there, or to remove something from the bagging area that I had just scanned and was supposed to be there, or to put something back in the bagging area after my bag was filled. In other words, it ain't just the customers that are stupid. These machines are DUMB.Quoth Amethyst Hunter View PostCommon sense SHOULD (key word there, kids) tell you that when the automated checkout machine you are using is TELLING you, REPEATEDLY, NOT to move the motherfucking bags before your shit has had a chance to settle on the pressure-sensitive scale, DON'T MOVE THE GODDAMN BAGS!!
This line is AWESOME, and one I plan to use. Especially since I am a bartender AND the King of the Smartasses!Quoth Amethyst Hunter View PostThe First Step To Overcoming Your Problem Is Admitting That You Are One
Quoth Amethyst Hunter View PostHonest Customer: I'm an idiot! I'm working this machine wrong!
Me: [inwardly] Yes. Yes, you are. But kudos to you for admitting it...
I can't tell you how many times I have said, "Pardon me, but I'm an idiot...." and gotten amazing help because of it.
To be polite, it's the leftovers from the pig, ground up. Usually fried. Texturally, it is similar to a hash brown cake, only meatier. Tastewise, it ain't bad. Apparently a big thing in Philly, based on all my coworkers from the area who love it and/or are familiar with it.Quoth Amethyst Hunter View PostI still don't know what the fuck Scrapple is. But now that I know what it looks like, I know that I NEVER EVER EVER WANT TO TOUCH THAT WITH A THOUSAND-FOOT POLE.
Head cheese is one thing I have not had yet, but since I would try anything, I am certainly open to it.Quoth dalesys View PostAs long as it's nothing like head cheese!
(scrapple = head cheese + corn meal)
And no, scrapple is not head cheese plus corn meal. Head cheese is brain, as I recall, and scrapple is all kinds of pig parts, though I admit brain may well be part of it.
Here are the only times I should see someone's pants that low:Quoth XCashier View PostI am beyond sick and tired of seeing idiots with their pants sagging around their knees.
1. In a clothing optional bar/resort/area, when they are taking them off or putting them on.
2. At a swinger's party, when they are taking them off, putting them on, or getting a blow job.
3. In a porno, when they are taking them off, putting them on, or getting a blow job.
4. If they are taking them off because they are a girl who is about to fuck me, or have me give her a blow job.
I find it amusing that the same demographic that finds this to be a fashion statement also wants to be viewed as "badass" or "gangsta" or "thuggish." Since having your pants that low makes running from the cops that much less effective.
Oh, the story I could tell about high school biology class, when we took over the lesson with just such a thing.....Quoth ArcticChicken View PostI've eaten vendor hot dogs, nothing scares me now.
"The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is Still A Customer."
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We used to have second floor flats directly opposite our office window. There was one bloke who lived in one of the flats that would answer the door to the postman every time wearing only a towel. He wasn't the smallest of blokes and there would always be at least of us who would see and go "eww" just in time for the rest of the office to look round and get an eyeful.Quoth gremcint View PostOnce while driving with my sister I heard her say "oh my god look over there"
I look and I see a rather large construction worker bent right over looking at something on the ground, leading to giant butt crack.
But it gets better, this poor gentleman also happened to have a rather dark rather large rash.
or as my sister describes it "Big old rashy bum"
No other butt crack compares to that.
(Its a shame it was never the supposed drug dealer next door that opened the door wearing only a towel ... he was rather well built lol)I am so SO glad I was not present for this. There would have been an unpleasant duct tape incident. - Joi
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Well, that IS the best reason to have your pants halfway down, isn't it?Quoth fireheart17 View PostJester, I
'd at the fact that three of your "pants off things" involve blowjobs. 
Perhaps the wrong phrase, but oral sex is oral sex, and a guy can give a woman "head." Perhaps not a blow job, but y'all got the basic idea.Quoth lineswine View PostEither 1) You've used the wrong phrase or 2) Your women are diffent to our women.
"The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is Still A Customer."
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My point exactly.Quoth Mytical View PostI just...don't want to know what they were made of, how long they had sat, or .. anything else.
And here I was beginning to think I was the only one.Quoth Jester View PostAnd here I thought you were going to say "...and die pathetic and lonely due to paranoia and the tendency to touch young boys inappropriately."
It becomes tastier if you can trick your brain into thinking meat is supposed to be that texture.Quoth Jester View PostTo be polite, it's the leftovers from the pig, ground up. Usually fried. Texturally, it is similar to a hash brown cake, only meatier. Tastewise, it ain't bad. Apparently a big thing in Philly, based on all my coworkers from the area who love it and/or are familiar with it.
It's popular enough here that it comes in all sorts of flavors. There's pig, of course, turkey, beef, organic, grain fed, and I wouldn't be shocked to run across lamb, goat, kosher, and halal versions.The High Priest is an Illusion!
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when they go on their little tirades about it.

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