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Me and my family live on a military base, we have a Gamestop nearby, my mother and I went to go and look at some games, and possibly get me some, and her a Farmville code. As she went up to the counter to ask about their Farmville codes, the scenario went a little something like this.
M=Mom
W=Worker
Me=
M: Hi, do you have any Farmville codes?
W: *Winks to his buddies*No, we don't, can we get your number?
Me:*Walks over to the turn-about which has all the code stuff, finds Farmville code and walks over to my mom*They have Farmville codes.
I can't tell you how severe the cat-butt face the guy gave me was, but the color he turned when my mother glared at him and asked him to remove her phone number from their database was probably a mix between ghost white or picket-fence white.
What's with these college kids thinking they can get their rocks off with my forty-one year old mom?
M=Mom
W=Worker
Me=
M: Hi, do you have any Farmville codes?
W: *Winks to his buddies*No, we don't, can we get your number?
Me:*Walks over to the turn-about which has all the code stuff, finds Farmville code and walks over to my mom*They have Farmville codes.
I can't tell you how severe the cat-butt face the guy gave me was, but the color he turned when my mother glared at him and asked him to remove her phone number from their database was probably a mix between ghost white or picket-fence white.
What's with these college kids thinking they can get their rocks off with my forty-one year old mom?
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