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This morning I went with my mom to the local supermarket after work (not the one I worked at).
Behind us was this angry looking old asswipe.
Naturally, the conveyer belt was moving.......and he kept putting items ON the belt, but at the same time, he kept PULLING THEM BACK and grunting every time it moved! And he kept SLAMMING the seperator block up and down, even though my mom and I only got 3 items and none of them were on the belt anymore.
When we started to walk away, we heard him yell at the cashier "DON'T YOU DARE START RINGING THESE UP UNTIL I'M DONE UNLOADING!"
Um, doesn't he mean, until he's done playing his little game, pulling all of his cans of cat food and cabbage back and forth?
Another one escaped the nursing home, it seems.
Behind us was this angry looking old asswipe.
Naturally, the conveyer belt was moving.......and he kept putting items ON the belt, but at the same time, he kept PULLING THEM BACK and grunting every time it moved! And he kept SLAMMING the seperator block up and down, even though my mom and I only got 3 items and none of them were on the belt anymore.
When we started to walk away, we heard him yell at the cashier "DON'T YOU DARE START RINGING THESE UP UNTIL I'M DONE UNLOADING!"
Um, doesn't he mean, until he's done playing his little game, pulling all of his cans of cat food and cabbage back and forth?
Another one escaped the nursing home, it seems.
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