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But I sure as hell HATE Christmas shopping for you relatives!
I got two wonderful tales of evil for you all.
Why some people should not be allowed SUVs.
Tale 1 takes place in the parking lot of a Best Buy. Where I live this is pretty much the only place for bigger electronics and fancier computer stuff, like the fancy keyboard I got my Father-in-law. So it's rather busy and of course you have parking sharks out. I myself parked way in the back and walked. Unlike most folks I had the foresight to wear my snow boots instead of sneakers or dress shoes.
Anyways, you know those wonderful concrete curbs they put in said parking lots? I'm walking past one that is relatively close to the store. I notice someone leaving their spot on my left and automatically look behind me thinking someone might be rushing up. I am not thinking of my right because of said concrete curb.
Enter angry SUV mama number 2735, who not only uses her precious Escalade to jump the curb so she can get this parking spot. She almost ran me over in the process!
She then proceeds to roll down the window and yell that I need to watch where I'm going and not walk in front of a car WHILE SHE'S SITTING ON THE CURB. I proceed to inch away from her and her tank until I get to the safety of my own car.
Never before have I been so tempted to stab someone's tires.
I ruin a Christmas without being a worker!
Second tale of suck comes from one of our bookstore meccas. I went there a couple weeks ago to get various books, movies, and music for folks on my list. However, our stores suck and always only have half of what folks can find in other stores. Because of this they usually have the more popular books but harder to find ones they have to order.
So I order the book and the girl who helped me is seriously a credit to her job. She not only helped me find the books since I have my hands full with my son. She carried them for me and told me of the ordering when I struggled to find another book my tormentor wanted.
Anyways, I get a call that the book is in. I proceed to leave the 2 year old demon child with the husband and once again brave the horrors of shopping during the holiday season.
Normally the books are kept up by the front registers but you still need to get in line to pay for it. No big deal to me, I get to see what it's about cause I was curious, bonus! I get it and get in line to pay for the book and FINALLY be done with my shopping.
I have no idea what this woman in front of me was thinking but upon looking behind her and seeing me with this book she just lost her mind.
SC: Stupid hosebeast c-word
Me:
Killer of Christmas
SC: Oh my god I've been looking for that book everywhere! Where did you find it?
Me: Oh they ordered it for me a couple weeks ago. Got here early though. Can probably order one from them if you want.
SC: Oh good so you can get another one. Can I have that book please?
Me:
Uh...no.
SC: *whining* But it's Christmas, show some charity.
Me: Gave the humane society a nice fat check already thanks.
SC: But you just said you can get another one.
Me: No...I said you can get your own by ordering it. Only takes a few weeks.
SC: But I need the book now!
Me: So do I, now are you going to go pay for what you have there or do I get to cut in front of you?
SC: *give the classic death glare that I long ago became immune to* I hope you are happy! You've ruined my daughter's Christmas!
Me: *mentally* GOOOOOAAAAAAALLLLLL!
Seriously do I have a sign on my head that says "Please try to talk me out of my stuff" or something? First I have idiots asking for cookies out of my groceries before I've even paid for then and now I have morons trying to get me to hand over books that I have patiently ordered and waited for! It must be the same deal that keeps people liking me even after I insult the hell out of them but that's another story and nothing to do with customers.
I got two wonderful tales of evil for you all.
Why some people should not be allowed SUVs.
Tale 1 takes place in the parking lot of a Best Buy. Where I live this is pretty much the only place for bigger electronics and fancier computer stuff, like the fancy keyboard I got my Father-in-law. So it's rather busy and of course you have parking sharks out. I myself parked way in the back and walked. Unlike most folks I had the foresight to wear my snow boots instead of sneakers or dress shoes.
Anyways, you know those wonderful concrete curbs they put in said parking lots? I'm walking past one that is relatively close to the store. I notice someone leaving their spot on my left and automatically look behind me thinking someone might be rushing up. I am not thinking of my right because of said concrete curb.
Enter angry SUV mama number 2735, who not only uses her precious Escalade to jump the curb so she can get this parking spot. She almost ran me over in the process!
She then proceeds to roll down the window and yell that I need to watch where I'm going and not walk in front of a car WHILE SHE'S SITTING ON THE CURB. I proceed to inch away from her and her tank until I get to the safety of my own car.
Never before have I been so tempted to stab someone's tires.
I ruin a Christmas without being a worker!
Second tale of suck comes from one of our bookstore meccas. I went there a couple weeks ago to get various books, movies, and music for folks on my list. However, our stores suck and always only have half of what folks can find in other stores. Because of this they usually have the more popular books but harder to find ones they have to order.
So I order the book and the girl who helped me is seriously a credit to her job. She not only helped me find the books since I have my hands full with my son. She carried them for me and told me of the ordering when I struggled to find another book my tormentor wanted.
Anyways, I get a call that the book is in. I proceed to leave the 2 year old demon child with the husband and once again brave the horrors of shopping during the holiday season.
Normally the books are kept up by the front registers but you still need to get in line to pay for it. No big deal to me, I get to see what it's about cause I was curious, bonus! I get it and get in line to pay for the book and FINALLY be done with my shopping.
I have no idea what this woman in front of me was thinking but upon looking behind her and seeing me with this book she just lost her mind.
SC: Stupid hosebeast c-word
Me:
Killer of ChristmasSC: Oh my god I've been looking for that book everywhere! Where did you find it?
Me: Oh they ordered it for me a couple weeks ago. Got here early though. Can probably order one from them if you want.
SC: Oh good so you can get another one. Can I have that book please?
Me:
Uh...no.SC: *whining* But it's Christmas, show some charity.
Me: Gave the humane society a nice fat check already thanks.
SC: But you just said you can get another one.
Me: No...I said you can get your own by ordering it. Only takes a few weeks.
SC: But I need the book now!
Me: So do I, now are you going to go pay for what you have there or do I get to cut in front of you?
SC: *give the classic death glare that I long ago became immune to* I hope you are happy! You've ruined my daughter's Christmas!
Me: *mentally* GOOOOOAAAAAAALLLLLL!
Seriously do I have a sign on my head that says "Please try to talk me out of my stuff" or something? First I have idiots asking for cookies out of my groceries before I've even paid for then and now I have morons trying to get me to hand over books that I have patiently ordered and waited for! It must be the same deal that keeps people liking me even after I insult the hell out of them but that's another story and nothing to do with customers.
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