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  • Sure, Make Yourself Later For Work.

    For a damn newspaper.

    I'm stocking cigarettes when a woman goes up to a register with a closed sign on it (grrr) slaps two quarters on the counter and says, "Here's two quarters for the newspaper." She walks off with it.

    "That's fine but I need to scan the newspaper." I scoop the quarters up and walk to my register, closest to the door.

    "It's a fucking newspaper."

    "That's fine but I still need to scan it."

    "It's a fucking newspaper! I'm late for work!"

    "I still need to scan it so the newspaper people get the proper credit."

    She frisbees the newspaper at me. "You know what? I'm not going to buy this goddamn newspaper. Making me scan the fucking newspaper when I'm late for work." She walks back to the closed register. "Where's my fifty cents? I'll go buy my goddamn newspaper somewhere else! I'm late for work!"

    She comes back to me, snatches the coins out of my hand and stomps off.

    As soon as she's out of earshot, I say to myself, "You're making yourself later for work because you can't take 30 seconds for me to scan your damn newspaper. Wow."

    Bonus: Really, I Don't...

    -Care you have coupons for "Snuggies" wipes and diapers.

    -Care your son gets a rash if he uses the non sensitive wipes and diapers.

    -Care if you can't figure out that $9.00 takeaway $1.50 leaves $7.50.

    -Give a flying poop about your son's rashes.

    -Give a flying crap that you have coupons.

    -Want to hear you repeat the same thing over and over again for 5 minutes.

    -Give a flying turd about your coupons! Use them and stop bothering me!

    Double Bonus: Wusses

    So manager A and cashier N2 freaked out over a crane fly, and ordered me to kill it. Poor thing was lost and scared enough, so I trapped it and released it outside. I hate killing animals (including bugs) with a passion, unless they are poisonous or will bite me.
    Success is not final, failure is not fatal: It is the courage to continue that counts.-Winston Churchill

  • #2
    We get swarms of crane flies over here. Crane flies are completely and utterly harmless. They also seem to be nearly blind and unable to steer when flying, so they tend to blunder into things on a regular basis.

    As far as insects go, they're not the sharpest crayon in the drawer.

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    • #3
      Quoth Hyndis View Post
      We get swarms of crane flies over here. Crane flies are completely and utterly harmless. They also seem to be nearly blind and unable to steer when flying, so they tend to blunder into things on a regular basis.

      As far as insects go, they're not the sharpest crayon in the drawer.
      At least they're sharper than boxelder bugs. Mrs. IA and I call them dumb bugs because they seem to be very dumb. When they get in the house, we just casually pick them up and toss them outside.
      "I don't have to be petty. The Universe does that for me."

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      • #4
        Quoth ralerin View Post

        So manager A and cashier N2 freaked out over a crane fly, and ordered me to kill it. Poor thing was lost and scared enough, so I trapped it and released it outside. I hate killing animals (including bugs) with a passion, unless they are poisonous or will bite me.
        Where I come from and where I spent 20 of the "more than 50" years of my life, we called those "mosquito eaters". I'm glad to learn they have an actual scientific name. Dang, learn sumpin' new every day!

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        • #5
          That sounds like one of my customers XD She came in bitching about how we missed one teeny item and that she wanted free this that and the other thing because we made her late for work. She said she JUST came thru the drive thru and she was 15 minutes late for work now. That means she was already 10 minutes late when she pulled into the parking lot
          "Oh crapcrapcrap! I'm soo late for work! How am I going to get....TACOS!!" *zooms into parking lot*
          Answers: $1
          Correct Answers: $2
          Answers that require thought: $5
          Dumb looks are still free.

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          • #6
            We called them skeeter eaters too! Which used to make me terrified of them as a little kid, because surely something that was a predatory insect like that would bite me if I touched it!
            The best advice is this: Don't take advice and don't give advice. ~Author Unknown

            Nobody can give you wiser advice than yourself. ~Cicero

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            • #7
              I would have told the newspaper moron something along the lines of this:

              "Ma'am, I told you the company policy. Now you have 3 choices:

              (Put up 1 finger) 1, Bring it here for me to scan and you can pay for it and leave.
              (Put up 2 fingers) 2, Put the newspaper back, leave, and don't come back.
              (Put up 3 fingers) Or 3, try to leave without it being scanned and get police called on you for theft. Between the security cameras, my cell phone and your vehicle license plate number, it would be a slam dunk prosecution.

              Well?"
              Fixing problems... one broken customer at a time.

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              • #8
                ....it's a fly? Um..I always thought they were really huge skeeters and avoided them like the plague.
                A lion however, will only devour your corpse, whereas an SC is not sated until they have destroyed your soul. (Quote per infinitemonkies)

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                • #9
                  Crane flies are lovely. They're so odd and spindly that they have little stabiliser bars sticking out on either side of them, just to stop them permanently flying in spirals.

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                  • #10
                    hm, my dog loves to stalk them, catch and eat those bugs...as for the paper wench; you're late because you have time management issues, bitch.
                    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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                    • #11
                      Call me crazy, but wasn't there ANOTHER newspaper you could have scanned? It doesn't excuse her level of suck, but it would have made YOUR life easier
                      GK/Kara/Jester fangirl.

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                      • #12
                        All the numbers are unique. How else can The Man keep track of everyone?

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                        • #13
                          Making me scan the fucking newspaper when I'm late for work.
                          I hate when people project their own frustrations on me. It's not your fault that she's late for work. It might just be a newspaper, but if she's that late for work she could have gotten it later on in the day.
                          "You are beginning to damage my calm."

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                          • #14
                            One of my biggest peeves at the gas station was when people would just grab newspapers and fling money at me. Not just newspapers, either, just anyone who thought they could just grab whatever and throw money.
                            You really need to see a neurologist. - Wagegoth

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                            • #15
                              I used to hate, when I worked at the various gas stations, people who would come in to pay for their gas/cigs/papers, etc, all the while screaming that they were late for work.

                              Wow. Really. It's not MY fault you waited til your tank was beyond empty before you decided to fill up.



                              Seriously, people. It's not illegal for you to put gas in your vehicle before you get to less that a ΒΌ tank.
                              I'm bringing disdain back...with a vengeance.

                              Oh, and your tool box called...you got out again.

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