Boy you haven’t been cursed out by a customer until they throw an actual curse on you. Lady threatened me with bad juju. That’s a new one for me
Reading the words on the back of girls sweatpants and leggings.
Rude ass customer of the day was a guy in a wheelchair. Think about how much of a prick you have to be for me to disregard your handicap and whup your ass?
I kinda feel like I’ve failed my big brother role in most of my friends’ lives. I still hold on to the dream of all my friends having a BIG dinner at a fancy diner and everyone pays their own tab. No one covers the other.
Ok more than one but on my mind at the moment. People who fake accounts. Fake profiles, fake pics, fake bios. I mean as vast as the internet is people know other people. I’ve caught people in the act before and it’s even funnier they get defensive. “How dare you. I am ME!” “…I know blank, you’re not blank.” Model friends who’s pics have been used. Message them on MySpace while the real one is next to me.
I even saw a “fitspo” tumblr bragging about her weight loss but cropped the head of another fitspo I followed. Like really? Really? Are people’s lives so dull they have to RP other people?
|Or why I hate eating in my own store.|
|I'm eating, headphones, Netflix on my phone. Zoned THE fuck out.|
|Them:||Hey what you eating?|
|Them:||how much did you pay for that?|
|Them:||man you paid way too much for that|
|Me:||get your hand out my pockets|
3 different slide songs have played. I’ve danced alone. Cha cha slide, downtown doo doo Brown, and that other one.