I went to the local H&R Block to do my taxes. Had some lovelies in there, as I was waiting.
Woman directly behind me
You know how the chairs are back-to-back? She was behind mine. Tossing her head back onto mine, flinging her very dry long hair in my face. So, what does UnholyPet do? She flings her 3ft hair back at the woman, tossing n turning it every which way.
Woman behind me + Entourage
After the hair battle was over (tie), her children and random guy sat with her. They started kicking their chairs, which made mine move. They stpped after I started elbow drumming "Before I Forget"'s famous drum sequence (+humming).
Random Guy kept trying to get the clerk woman to pay attention to him. LOUDLY, while flighting with the previous woman. "AHHAHAHHAHHAHHAHHAHHAA," every few sentences.
Poor Guy
This guy was very large. I am by no means making fun of him, but it worried me greatly. He drove in one of those old Lincolns, and his clothes weren't big enough for him. My grandmother had a weight problem, so I felt really bad for him not having any help getting around...
He sat in front/right of me. After five minutes, there was the familiar smell of bodily seepage you smell if you've ever been to a nursing home after lunch. The clerk lady kept asking him if he wanted to go to the restroom, but he declined with a,"I'm fine, I'll bar through it." (all over their chairs.. bleh).
I really felt uncomfy for him and around him, as the smell was horrid, and when they called his name, he grabbed the wall/pushed on the chairs/made a Beluga whale call (out of pain, likely)/ almost fell onto my lap. Bleh.
Rude Wannabe
This winner sat in Poor Guy's old chair (GROSS-THERE WERE BODILY FUNCTIONS THERE). I was tapping away at my texting thingie so I wouldn't have to make eye contact with anyone, and this guy was doing the same. He stretched his dirtyy Sketchers aaaalll the way beside my work-combat-boots and tapped them. He did stop after he heard the metal *clank* at least.
What really did it was when he got up to take a call (polite of him to leave the room) and I looked up to see his FUBU pants stained a yellow tint.
What made him rude after all that? The outburst. (MOTHA FFFF... DAMN IS SHEET, etc.) Plus, blaming the staff for not warning him.
Guy already doing taxes
Guy: But I need the money!
Lady: Sir, you have no income. You can't claim incomes taxes if you have no income.
Guy: But my daughter! My grandbaby! They gotta eat!
Lady: Sir, she is 21. She can get a job and SHE can claim taxes after that.
haha X'D
Telling others how to do their job
No, you are not a lawyer. I know because the tax lady said you're a dishwasher. You should stop telling her how to press keys on her keyboard.
You can't see my W2, and no.
When I said I'd rip your throat out if you tried to touch me again, it was no legal threat. IT WAS A PROMISE.
(he kept trying to rub my shoulders)
Woman directly behind me
You know how the chairs are back-to-back? She was behind mine. Tossing her head back onto mine, flinging her very dry long hair in my face. So, what does UnholyPet do? She flings her 3ft hair back at the woman, tossing n turning it every which way.
Woman behind me + Entourage
After the hair battle was over (tie), her children and random guy sat with her. They started kicking their chairs, which made mine move. They stpped after I started elbow drumming "Before I Forget"'s famous drum sequence (+humming).
Random Guy kept trying to get the clerk woman to pay attention to him. LOUDLY, while flighting with the previous woman. "AHHAHAHHAHHAHHAHHAHHAA," every few sentences.
Poor Guy
This guy was very large. I am by no means making fun of him, but it worried me greatly. He drove in one of those old Lincolns, and his clothes weren't big enough for him. My grandmother had a weight problem, so I felt really bad for him not having any help getting around...
He sat in front/right of me. After five minutes, there was the familiar smell of bodily seepage you smell if you've ever been to a nursing home after lunch. The clerk lady kept asking him if he wanted to go to the restroom, but he declined with a,"I'm fine, I'll bar through it." (all over their chairs.. bleh).
I really felt uncomfy for him and around him, as the smell was horrid, and when they called his name, he grabbed the wall/pushed on the chairs/made a Beluga whale call (out of pain, likely)/ almost fell onto my lap. Bleh.
Rude Wannabe
This winner sat in Poor Guy's old chair (GROSS-THERE WERE BODILY FUNCTIONS THERE). I was tapping away at my texting thingie so I wouldn't have to make eye contact with anyone, and this guy was doing the same. He stretched his dirtyy Sketchers aaaalll the way beside my work-combat-boots and tapped them. He did stop after he heard the metal *clank* at least.
What really did it was when he got up to take a call (polite of him to leave the room) and I looked up to see his FUBU pants stained a yellow tint.
What made him rude after all that? The outburst. (MOTHA FFFF... DAMN IS SHEET, etc.) Plus, blaming the staff for not warning him.
Guy already doing taxes
Guy: But I need the money!
Lady: Sir, you have no income. You can't claim incomes taxes if you have no income.
Guy: But my daughter! My grandbaby! They gotta eat!
Lady: Sir, she is 21. She can get a job and SHE can claim taxes after that.
haha X'D
Telling others how to do their job
No, you are not a lawyer. I know because the tax lady said you're a dishwasher. You should stop telling her how to press keys on her keyboard.
You can't see my W2, and no.
When I said I'd rip your throat out if you tried to touch me again, it was no legal threat. IT WAS A PROMISE.
(he kept trying to rub my shoulders)
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