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Today I had a day off from my normal job as a manager of a game store so thought I would help my friend sell ice cream at a festival.
Dont touch me!
Twas sitting behind the cart when someone came up behind me and thumped me twice on the shoulder then kept walking. I looked up to see if I knew the person but it was no one that I knew. I was
and in a small amount of pain as he hit my sore shoulder. It wasnt a light tap to let me know he was there, it was like he wound up and punched my shoulder hard. I did not want to leave my cart unattended or I would have gone after him.
I want a refund!
"I want a refund, my son dropped his ice cream" (said in the rudest manner possible)
"sorry maam, we do not do refunds on ice cream for obvious reasons (health code, etc)"
I understand that it would have been nice to give the boy a new ice cream but when you are rude to me, the gloves are off, I do not have to treat you nicely.
PISS OFF!!!
We are behind the cart making sales and having a great time when we hear a sound coming in our direction. The sound was like the mix between stepping on a cat's tail, nails on a chalkboard, and a record player being played backwards (you oldies know what I mean). Coming towards us was a person pushing a cart with a large speaker mounted on it and a microphone by his mouth that he was singing in to. He had the volume turned up so loud that he singing was not much louder than the static coming out of the speaker, he was singing very badly, the music appeared to be composed by him (in the same vein as his singing), and worse he set up camp next to us. We could do nothing to stop him although we asked security and the police to move him (which they refused to do) and we lost many a customer. He was still there when I left 2 hours later.
Dont touch me!
Twas sitting behind the cart when someone came up behind me and thumped me twice on the shoulder then kept walking. I looked up to see if I knew the person but it was no one that I knew. I was
and in a small amount of pain as he hit my sore shoulder. It wasnt a light tap to let me know he was there, it was like he wound up and punched my shoulder hard. I did not want to leave my cart unattended or I would have gone after him.I want a refund!
"I want a refund, my son dropped his ice cream" (said in the rudest manner possible)
"sorry maam, we do not do refunds on ice cream for obvious reasons (health code, etc)"
I understand that it would have been nice to give the boy a new ice cream but when you are rude to me, the gloves are off, I do not have to treat you nicely.
PISS OFF!!!
We are behind the cart making sales and having a great time when we hear a sound coming in our direction. The sound was like the mix between stepping on a cat's tail, nails on a chalkboard, and a record player being played backwards (you oldies know what I mean). Coming towards us was a person pushing a cart with a large speaker mounted on it and a microphone by his mouth that he was singing in to. He had the volume turned up so loud that he singing was not much louder than the static coming out of the speaker, he was singing very badly, the music appeared to be composed by him (in the same vein as his singing), and worse he set up camp next to us. We could do nothing to stop him although we asked security and the police to move him (which they refused to do) and we lost many a customer. He was still there when I left 2 hours later.
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