I was doing some shopping today (all the while giving thanks to any deity listening that I had not been cursed at birth with a Lupo-esque sucky magnet), and as I was checking out a manager rushed out to accost the person checking out next to me.
Manager : Jess! I need you to work tonight.
(presumably) Jess : Sorry, I can't.
M : But I really need you to work close tonight.
J : Sorry but I really can't. I'm going around to some friends tonight.
M : So?
J : So we have plans.
M : Well, cancel them.
J : Ok, I'm no longer sorry. And I'm still not going to work.
The manager turned beetroot-red and blustered at that point, without saying anything really sucky, given about a dozen non-employee customers were all looking at him. I flashed Jess a double thumbs up as she left, which, judging from her smile, was appreciated.
Manager : Jess! I need you to work tonight.
(presumably) Jess : Sorry, I can't.
M : But I really need you to work close tonight.
J : Sorry but I really can't. I'm going around to some friends tonight.
M : So?
J : So we have plans.
M : Well, cancel them.
J : Ok, I'm no longer sorry. And I'm still not going to work.
The manager turned beetroot-red and blustered at that point, without saying anything really sucky, given about a dozen non-employee customers were all looking at him. I flashed Jess a double thumbs up as she left, which, judging from her smile, was appreciated.
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