Went to a TV store yesterday to get a digital box for my MIL ( we're having a conversion to digital TV as of November 1st).
We stood patiently in a looong line (yes, many other people wanted a digital box too, so we understood)... when it was our turn an elderly couple BARGED in in front of us and wanted to return some DVD's. And of course they took their looooong sweet time to question every single thing the cashier told them.
I swear to <insert your favorite deity here>, hadn't I had Li'l Zel with me I'd ripped them a new one in a way that it would have made Gordon Ramsay blush.
Ooooooooooo.... HATE when that happens.
Ok, rant over, just wanted to get that off my chest.
We stood patiently in a looong line (yes, many other people wanted a digital box too, so we understood)... when it was our turn an elderly couple BARGED in in front of us and wanted to return some DVD's. And of course they took their looooong sweet time to question every single thing the cashier told them.
I swear to <insert your favorite deity here>, hadn't I had Li'l Zel with me I'd ripped them a new one in a way that it would have made Gordon Ramsay blush.
Ooooooooooo.... HATE when that happens.
Ok, rant over, just wanted to get that off my chest.
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