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..and don't forget the strawberries...lol.Quoth Argabarga View PostLeave a comment:
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I can only assume the old man had a serious mental disease that made his social boundries go away....'cuz there is no other explanation for that kind of behaviour. I'm assuming too that his wife was not shocked by his behaviour, or called him on it, because she has had to deal with outbursts like that for a long time and is just tired.
I'm honestly trying to put the best spin on this that I can, 'cuz otherwise, that was a complete douche, and so was his wife for not making him apologise to you.
Geeze. PLEASE, do not take it personally....it was NOT about you at all....it was just a sick old man. You were very good for not blowing up at that kind of provocation too! (I don't know if I could have kept cool thru that kind of abuse!)Leave a comment:
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Forget the cane, he needs a caning.....
Or perhaps a Cane Mutiny?
A ticket to the Cane film festival?
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If I was his wife I would've taken that cane and hit him with it. "You apologize for every nasty word you called that poor girl or I will not give you your cane back, and will keep hitting you with it."Leave a comment:
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Oh I did let my manager know. They were walking out of the store by the time I got up there though. So he was probably just saying it to scare me. And I'm not sure who I was suppose to sell a cane to in a toy store.Leave a comment:
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I hope you let your manager know about that guy threatening you and calling you filthy names. Nobody should have to put up with that.
Yeah, canes are totally hot on the black market right now.
Hey Big Bully, want your cane back? It's right here in this big box, just climb in and get it -->
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Where's my cane!!!!!!!!!
So one afternoon I'm walking towards the scanner so I can clock back in after my break. I'm coming down an aisle and all of a sudden an older gentleman comes hobbling down the aisle straight at me. I'm 4'11 and about 90 pounds. This man was probably 6'1 and 300 pounds. I noticed him coming at me. I was going to answer his question then clock back in. All of a sudden he is literally almost pushing his body into me. There was no such thing as personal space. He's already towering over me but he proceeds to lean down into my face and start screaming. "WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY CANE!?!?!?!l". Of course I have no clue what he is talking about. I could see he probably used a cane but I did not have his cane or ever even saw it in my life. He proceeds to call me every name in the book. The B word. C word. Let me know how pathetic I was to steal an old mans cane. Apparently I stole it to sell it for drugs because I was so skinny I obviously wasn't gonna buy food with the money! I kept trying to stay calm and ask where the last place he had the cane was and try to explain that I just got back from break. I don't think he heard a thing I said. Probably because he was bellowing so loud they could hear him through the whole store. Other customers stopped to watch and a couple were even giggling watching him screaming at me. Next thing I know a woman walks up behind him and taps him on the shoulder. He turned around with his eyes bulging, ready to scream at whoever touched him. It was his wife. She holds up a bright blue cane and says "honey, you set this down by the hot wheels. I was holding on to it for you." He takes it out of her hands and starts to walk away. But of course that wasn't the end. "If you ever touch my cane again I will send your skinny butt to jail. I'm letting your manager know about this." After my shift ended I went home and drank a quarter of a bottle of vodka and a whole pint of Ben and Jerry's ice cream.
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