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Gah! My 5 minute journey to the shop for maple syrup became an EPIC QUEST because of some stupid woman in front of me.
She and her teenage daughter were chatting as they put their purchases through. No problem, even if they were a little rude to the cashier, not even saying hello. The trouble actually started after their purchase had gone through.
The mother notices the store was selling cheap skipping ropes at the counter, so she started looking at them, carefully reading the instructions, asking her daughter (not the cashier. The cashier is not worthy of her notice) how long she thought they were. This might sound reasonable, however, THIS was the layout:
ME SkippingRopesAndStupidWoman Cashier
I couldn't get to the cashier while she stood there. The lanes have bars between them so i couldn't get around her. And she just stood there, muttering to herself about this bloody skipping rope, even as her daughter pointed out that she didn't have any other children or any neices or nephews to give it to.
She stood there for nearly 5 minutes, as the line got longer and longer.
Me being the polite little wimp i am, cannot bring myself to tell her to get lost. Eventually the cashier leans right over her, very obviously, and i hand her the maple syrup. The stupid woman stomps off because leaning across her was "very rude" of the cashier.
But it doesn't stop there.
This woman and her daughter aparently live in my street. They were walking home too. So I was behind them for a great deal of the journey. They kept glancing at me then whispering to one another. I think it's a little odd, but ignore them and just keep walking home.
Suddenly they turn around and start walking towards me. I froze like a deer-in-headlights as they stomped over. The following exchange made a few hundred of my braincells kill themselves in agony.
SW: Why are you following us?
Me:...what?
SW: You've been following us since the supermarket! Stop it or we'll call the police!
Me:... Lady, I live over there *points to house less then 50metres away*
SW:Yeah right! You're following us!
Me: Don't flatter yourself.
At that point I crossed the road and entered my house. I watched them wander off through my window.
The daughter looked very embarrassed.
She and her teenage daughter were chatting as they put their purchases through. No problem, even if they were a little rude to the cashier, not even saying hello. The trouble actually started after their purchase had gone through.
The mother notices the store was selling cheap skipping ropes at the counter, so she started looking at them, carefully reading the instructions, asking her daughter (not the cashier. The cashier is not worthy of her notice) how long she thought they were. This might sound reasonable, however, THIS was the layout:
ME SkippingRopesAndStupidWoman Cashier
I couldn't get to the cashier while she stood there. The lanes have bars between them so i couldn't get around her. And she just stood there, muttering to herself about this bloody skipping rope, even as her daughter pointed out that she didn't have any other children or any neices or nephews to give it to.
She stood there for nearly 5 minutes, as the line got longer and longer.
Me being the polite little wimp i am, cannot bring myself to tell her to get lost. Eventually the cashier leans right over her, very obviously, and i hand her the maple syrup. The stupid woman stomps off because leaning across her was "very rude" of the cashier.
But it doesn't stop there.
This woman and her daughter aparently live in my street. They were walking home too. So I was behind them for a great deal of the journey. They kept glancing at me then whispering to one another. I think it's a little odd, but ignore them and just keep walking home.
Suddenly they turn around and start walking towards me. I froze like a deer-in-headlights as they stomped over. The following exchange made a few hundred of my braincells kill themselves in agony.
SW: Why are you following us?
Me:...what?
SW: You've been following us since the supermarket! Stop it or we'll call the police!
Me:... Lady, I live over there *points to house less then 50metres away*
SW:Yeah right! You're following us!
Me: Don't flatter yourself.
At that point I crossed the road and entered my house. I watched them wander off through my window.
The daughter looked very embarrassed.
hahaha - great comeback!
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