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Post by Ff2 on May 18, 2016 8:26:08 GMT -5
I'm not just trying to save time... I want nothing to do with a conversation with anyone at the grocery store or pretty much anywhere. I'm well-practiced in the art of ignoring sheet-heads. Yet here you are.
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Post by 32Green on May 18, 2016 8:31:30 GMT -5
I'm well-practiced in the art of ignoring sheet-heads. Yet here you are. What?
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Post by Ff2 on May 18, 2016 8:48:32 GMT -5
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Post by Hotman on May 18, 2016 14:48:13 GMT -5
I got stuck behind another group of these scratch lotto fuckers at the gas station today. Drove me NUTS. It took forever. cashing in the fuckin stack of tickets, gimme 3 of this, 3 of that, 3 of this, 3 of that... for about 5 solid minutes... Oh and let me get 3 mega millions, 3 of this, 3 of those... oh I wanna cash this fuckin check to cover the remaining balance.. call Debbie, she always does that for me... ME: GOD DAMMIT DON'T FUCKING CALL DEBBIE DAMMIT WTF GIMME A PACK OF NEWPORTS AND FUCKIN GAS DAMMIT!! They were all there for fucking scratch tickets I hate that place. I was working with a black guy and we ended up in a bodega trying to buy a couple of soda's. THere was an old lady in front of us.. bent over the counter reading off an endless list of number combinations to a guy that was peck peck pecking away at the lotto machine as fast as he could. Seemed like we were standing there forever. My partner turns to me and says "son..dont never try to get between black folks and they numbers". So I dont. Ol bird was white as can be with biscuit gravy ass.
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Post by flushingjet on May 18, 2016 17:41:57 GMT -5
where do you come up with this shit... My life? I'm the guy you dont want to get into the same line with. I am on the line with the old lady who wants to pay in pennies...or with dollars drawn on construction paper...or the cashier who is about to switch with another cashier...or close....and tells me I have to tell everyone who comes up behind me that the line is closed after me...to which I reply..No...YOU can tell everyone the line is closed after me..so she closes before me...with all my sh1t on the conveyer belt thingie already. This is where I get that shit. If I cant self checkout Its well to avoid the bedotted Indian checkout lady that triple checks if your coupons are expired or scolds you if you have 13 items in the 12 items or less lane. Also I got a keen eye for the time wastin' human snails aka check writers check cashers or over-da-limit SNAP card carriers. You can tell them by the trail of freshly gnawed half eaten pemmican and sweatily thumbing through wimmens health magazines whose advice they have clearly shunned.
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