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  • #16
    me: will you stop acting like a 2 year old.
    wh : I know you are but what am I? Why don't you sit in the corner for a time out.
    So basically she confirmed your comment by continuing to act like a... well actually worse than a child.

    If anything the "i know you are" line really applies to her calling you a bitch, cos she sure as hell was a "super king kamehameha biatch"

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    • #17
      Quoth MoonCat View Post
      In every city I've ever been in, there have been areas where tiny little bits of glass are all over the sidewalk, usually due to some idiot smashing a bottle...make that multiple idiots, over time, smashing bottles. The soles of shoes can pick those up and deposit them somewhere else.

      Now imagine walking on that in your bare feet...
      This is exactly why I refuse to walk around in public without shoes.

      Even if I'm out in my yard, I'm wearing shoes. Inside, socks usually. I'm not a barefeet kind of person (how my mom ended up with a daughter who hates bare feet is beyond her - she'll go barefoot all the time if she could.)

      I hate glass shards, and rocks hurt tremendously.
      Human Resources - the adult version of "I'm telling Mom." - Agent Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo (NCIS)

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      • #18
        Once upon a time I was a hippy and went everywhere barefoot. I got around the "no shoes" thing by wrapping a leather thong around my big toe and heel, so it looked like I was wearing sandals.

        My feet were so calloused that I could step on a lit cigarette and put it out.

        But, now that I have some sense in my head, I wear shoes or sandals outside my house.

        ! ! ! And who knows where that nasty female got so wet? Maybe in a fountain - and maybe in a drainage ditch!
        I don’t have enough middle fingers to show you how I feel about you.
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        Right. Well. When you manage to pull the concussed deer of your intellect away from the oncoming headlights of life let me know. - Grave keeper

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        • #19
          Quoth paxillated View Post
          Once upon a time I was a hippy and went everywhere barefoot. I got around the "no shoes" thing by wrapping a leather thong around my big toe and heel, so it looked like I was wearing sandals.

          My feet were so calloused that I could step on a lit cigarette and put it out.

          But, now that I have some sense in my head, I wear shoes or sandals outside my house.

          ! ! ! And who knows where that nasty female got so wet? Maybe in a fountain - and maybe in a drainage ditch!
          Maybe by standing in the toilet.
          Figers are vicious I tell ya. They crawl up your leg and steal your belly button lint.

          I'm a case study.

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          • #20
            ! ! And who knows where that nasty female got so wet? Maybe in a fountain - and maybe in a drainage ditch!
            Maybe by standing in the toilet.
            My first thought was toliet.

            So my super wanted to talk to me at 2pm, so I thought it would be about this idiot. NOpe, it was because I write up a lot of incident reports, 10 since Feb. NOw I wouldn't write so many incident reports if I was asked to write incident reports (see: microfilm machine sc, where super said I should have written a report on the incident because the Directors office got the womans complaint, and not having my report, took the bitch at face value).

            Then I have to be on the first floor and a woman comes up to the desk, up to the guard. I ask her, "can I help you?" and she ignores me. She give security a pencil, which I suppose she borrowed from the cw before me. Fine. The latter I see that same woman in line to check out (though I didn't see her check out anything) and recognize her (finally) as the two year old mind dumbass. I walk around my desk to make sure and yes, there are the tennis shoes she refused to put back on last week. I was so hoping not to see her again.
            Time! Time! Time is what turns kittens into cats.

            Don't teach me a lesson; all I learn is that you are an asshole.

            I wish porn had subtitles.

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            • #21
              I don't understand people who want to go barefoot out in public. Two years ago, we had a massive snowstorm at my store. Nearly 2 feet of snow all over the place, and I feel glad I'm wearing warm snow boots up to the knee so I can shovel out the walkways. This one 19 or 20-year old girl gets out of her car wearing red summer shorts and flip flops, and she was bitching about how her bare feet were cold and freezing.

              REALLY??? Then why are you wearing a summer outfit in January instead of a coat and boots? I wanted to tell her off and ask if she was all right in the head, but knowing customers these days, I know what her reaction would be: That she has every right to wear what she wants, and to complain about that choice of clothes as well!

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              • #22
                REALLY??? Then why are you wearing a summer outfit in January instead of a coat and boots?
                Too bad you couldn't warn her about the polar bears prowling; with that little blood circulating to her brain, she probably believe you.
                Time! Time! Time is what turns kittens into cats.

                Don't teach me a lesson; all I learn is that you are an asshole.

                I wish porn had subtitles.

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                • #23
                  Quoth depechemodefan View Post
                  I'm also thinking about the staples on the floor. or maybe even needles; can't see stuff like that, and who spends their time looking down on the ground?


                  I have to watch what I'm walking on; how can I get an even number of steps on every surface type otherwise? (until I'd seen As Good As It Gets, I didn't even know this was a thing)

                  ^-.-^
                  Faith is about what you do. It's about aspiring to be better and nobler and kinder than you are. It's about making sacrifices for the good of others. - Dresden

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                  • #24
                    Quoth downforit2008 View Post
                    I don't understand people who want to go barefoot out in public. Two years ago, we had a massive snowstorm at my store. Nearly 2 feet of snow all over the place, and I feel glad I'm wearing warm snow boots up to the knee so I can shovel out the walkways. This one 19 or 20-year old girl gets out of her car wearing red summer shorts and flip flops, and she was bitching about how her bare feet were cold and freezing.
                    Back when I was bigger into barefooting, I walked barefoot in snow. For about five minutes. And the rest of me was wrapped up warm.

                    I don't go barefoot a lot anymore, but I don't worry about glass, or gum, or staples. I watch where I'm stepping (and you can do it without just watching the ground - it becomes instinctual like checking your mirrors and gauges in the car), and my feet are so tough I'd have to come straight down on something to get cut. Unless it was razor sharp (which most sidewalk glass isn't), I'd be rolling my foot out of the way before I got cut. In college I'd walk around the campus barefoot all the time, over asphalt, concrete, grass and sticks, through the gazing pool... Never got hurt or sick.

                    But the fact remains, if an employee says put your shoes on, do it!
                    Curiously Lydean - curious interests of a curious person.

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