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I have a friend, I'll call him Greg, who I have noticed is SCish. Here’s a few examples:
Greg, Jessi (another friend of mine), and I decided to go see a movie one afternoon. Unfortunately, we read the wrong movie times online and arrived two hours early at the movie theater. No problem, we just drove across the street the Barnes & Noble to look around and wait. I found some books that I wanted and bought them (You put me in Barnes & Noble for any amount of time and I WILL find a book…… or two……. or three.
). I saw Greg and Jessi sitting at a table with a small pile of magazines so I walked over and sat down. I read one of my books, Jessi looked at another of my books, and Greg read magazines. When it was time for us to head to the theater, I put my books back in my bag and started walking towards the door. I looked back and saw the magazines were still strewn all over the table.
Me: Um, Greg? Aren’t you going to out those magazines back?
Greg: Why should I? That’s what they pay the people that work here to do.
Me:
Erm, no. The people that work here are not paid to clean up after you. You are not a little kid, you are a grown man who should know how to put away magazines and should not need me to put your magazines away for you.
I walk over to the table and pick up his magazines and put them back on the rack.
Greg: (very meekly) Thank you.
Greg and I went to Burger King for lunch. We both got value meals. The drinks that came with the meals had the Indiana Jones peel-off things that you could win a free drink, burger, etc. with. Greg didn’t win anything, but I won a free burger. Since this was one of the rare occasions that I go to Burger King, I gave my coupon to Greg because he eats there about once a week. He went back up to the register to get the burger. I didn’t hear the conversation he had with the poor person behind the counter but it probably did not go very well. Apparently, at that location, if you get a coupon you have to use it the next time you come, you can’t use it when you get it. I looked at the coupon and noticed that it was actually printed that you had to come back to use the coupon. Greg started ranting about the stupidity of it.
“I can’t believe that dumbass at the register! He didn’t let me use my coupon to get a free burger! He’s probably too stupid to know how to do it anyway and didn’t feel like asking anyone how to f***ing do it!”
I remember exactly what he said because it pissed me off so much, but I cannot remember how I responded to him. But I can say that he learned his lesson because he hasn’t been SCish since. At least, he hasn't been an SC around me, but he knows what will happen if he does.
I have a friend, I'll call him Greg, who I have noticed is SCish. Here’s a few examples:
Greg, Jessi (another friend of mine), and I decided to go see a movie one afternoon. Unfortunately, we read the wrong movie times online and arrived two hours early at the movie theater. No problem, we just drove across the street the Barnes & Noble to look around and wait. I found some books that I wanted and bought them (You put me in Barnes & Noble for any amount of time and I WILL find a book…… or two……. or three.
). I saw Greg and Jessi sitting at a table with a small pile of magazines so I walked over and sat down. I read one of my books, Jessi looked at another of my books, and Greg read magazines. When it was time for us to head to the theater, I put my books back in my bag and started walking towards the door. I looked back and saw the magazines were still strewn all over the table.Me: Um, Greg? Aren’t you going to out those magazines back?
Greg: Why should I? That’s what they pay the people that work here to do.
Me:
Erm, no. The people that work here are not paid to clean up after you. You are not a little kid, you are a grown man who should know how to put away magazines and should not need me to put your magazines away for you.I walk over to the table and pick up his magazines and put them back on the rack.
Greg: (very meekly) Thank you.
Greg and I went to Burger King for lunch. We both got value meals. The drinks that came with the meals had the Indiana Jones peel-off things that you could win a free drink, burger, etc. with. Greg didn’t win anything, but I won a free burger. Since this was one of the rare occasions that I go to Burger King, I gave my coupon to Greg because he eats there about once a week. He went back up to the register to get the burger. I didn’t hear the conversation he had with the poor person behind the counter but it probably did not go very well. Apparently, at that location, if you get a coupon you have to use it the next time you come, you can’t use it when you get it. I looked at the coupon and noticed that it was actually printed that you had to come back to use the coupon. Greg started ranting about the stupidity of it.
“I can’t believe that dumbass at the register! He didn’t let me use my coupon to get a free burger! He’s probably too stupid to know how to do it anyway and didn’t feel like asking anyone how to f***ing do it!”
I remember exactly what he said because it pissed me off so much, but I cannot remember how I responded to him. But I can say that he learned his lesson because he hasn’t been SCish since. At least, he hasn't been an SC around me, but he knows what will happen if he does.
I was actually discussing this website one day, while she and I were in a restaurant eating breakfast. As a matter of fact, I was talking about sucky customers and sucky tippers. My friend agreed and laughed along with me at the various antics of SCs. Now my friend has a 1-1/2 year old and the waitress went out of her way to sub part of the child's meal with something else (at no addt'l cost), provided a free mini-child's ice cream, was very polite and brought refills frequently. The toddler of course had food all over herself, us and the floor, which meant the staff would have to clean up a bit as well. 
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