So this is hubby's story but I thought I would share it.
Background : My husband is 5 foot 3 and 165 lbs. He looks like a leprechaun / jack nicholsons joker most of the time. However since he started working for the railroad he has decided NOT to shave. This makes him look well like a hobo of sorts. Since he is a mechanic, his clothes are well worn and dirty. No amount of soap gets out oil and grease.
So he stops at the gas station this morning to get his daily coffee and pack of cigarettes.
Some guy dressed in hellmart blues and he had his badge on. Tapped hubby on the shoulder at the gas station.
H: Awesome Hubby, SC: hellmarts proudest employee
SC: You know I don't think "I" should have to pay for your cigarettes and your coffee. Get the f*** out of here.
H: Excuse me? Who the f*** do you think you are?
SC: Someone who is paying your bills, you welfare junkie. I see you paying with your welfare money
H: Excuse Me Mr HELLMART, but last I checked, I make more in a day than you make in a week. (28.22 per hour FTW). At best I would say you make $8 bucks an hour. I make 4x times that. I am dirty because I actually WORK for a living.

Hubby paid for his stuff, flipped the guy off and walked out.
Now that hubby is out of the service, he makes about 4500 a month. He was paying with change because he spent all his cigarette money and he pissed me off last night so I wouldn't give him fresh bills for his smokes. I told him he could smoke his pennies for all I cared last night.
On a little side note, hubby knows the girls that work at the gas station for all 3 shifts since he is in there all the damn time. The girl told him after work that Hellmart guy grumbled after he left that he was a hobo and just lying to cover face. She told him, nope that guy works for the railroad as a mechanic. He just got his pay raise up to journeyman rate of 28 bucks an hour. (Hubby brags to everyone that has ears). And if the gas station girls don't have anything to eat for lunch or whatever he will buy for them. Hes a total sap.
Just thought it was funny.
Background : My husband is 5 foot 3 and 165 lbs. He looks like a leprechaun / jack nicholsons joker most of the time. However since he started working for the railroad he has decided NOT to shave. This makes him look well like a hobo of sorts. Since he is a mechanic, his clothes are well worn and dirty. No amount of soap gets out oil and grease.
So he stops at the gas station this morning to get his daily coffee and pack of cigarettes.
Some guy dressed in hellmart blues and he had his badge on. Tapped hubby on the shoulder at the gas station.
H: Awesome Hubby, SC: hellmarts proudest employee
SC: You know I don't think "I" should have to pay for your cigarettes and your coffee. Get the f*** out of here.
H: Excuse me? Who the f*** do you think you are?
SC: Someone who is paying your bills, you welfare junkie. I see you paying with your welfare money
H: Excuse Me Mr HELLMART, but last I checked, I make more in a day than you make in a week. (28.22 per hour FTW). At best I would say you make $8 bucks an hour. I make 4x times that. I am dirty because I actually WORK for a living.

Hubby paid for his stuff, flipped the guy off and walked out.
Now that hubby is out of the service, he makes about 4500 a month. He was paying with change because he spent all his cigarette money and he pissed me off last night so I wouldn't give him fresh bills for his smokes. I told him he could smoke his pennies for all I cared last night.
On a little side note, hubby knows the girls that work at the gas station for all 3 shifts since he is in there all the damn time. The girl told him after work that Hellmart guy grumbled after he left that he was a hobo and just lying to cover face. She told him, nope that guy works for the railroad as a mechanic. He just got his pay raise up to journeyman rate of 28 bucks an hour. (Hubby brags to everyone that has ears). And if the gas station girls don't have anything to eat for lunch or whatever he will buy for them. Hes a total sap.
Just thought it was funny.
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