Yeah, I now work at the Mart of Wal. I'm on overnight stocking, and this story i was putting up paper goods (TP/plates/napkins/paper towels/etc.).
I am putting things on the shelves, as I am keeping my eyes peeled on both sides of me where teens and young not-adults are picking up TP packs and counting money, keeping watch for theft.
It was a few days before Halloween. Yeah, I have an idea what you farts are up to.
One such group kept yelling," WE are NOT doing anything wrong" and then looking straight at me as I continue to ignore them.
One group of kids kept pushing my carts, and I had to continually tell them not to touch them, and instead ask for me to move it.
One kid in general kept trying to open the plastic cover on the cheapest generic brand, only to stop when I stood startk still watching him like a hawk, my radio in hand.
Another lone gangster was singing that She Gotta Donk song inbetween asking me what he could get with his $7. So I pointed him to the $6.50 bunch, as he'd have change left over. He grabbed a pack of $10 48 Bonus rolls. Whatever.
It wasn't so bad, until the college age people (i.e. my age group) started roaming in the same aisle, on their phones and making rude gestures and comments right by me. I hate ridiculousness, so when they started dry-humping the TP displays I made them leave my area.
They called me piss blanket.
BONUS TMI!
I was stocking toothpaste, when a lil older lady came up and asked me to help her pick out denture cream. So I did, and asked her if she needed any help with anything else. She replied," Honey, what kind of lube do you use?"
"Uhh, like for an engine?" I say. She says yeah, and pats herself, "this kind of engine."
So I walked her over to it, and grabbed a box of the most empty one and said," It looks like a lot of people buy this kind!" She explains,"I don't want anything fancy or tingly! Just plain old, good lube. No tingles or heat."
So we went with the regular KY in a toothpaste tube, when she explains AGAIN,"Now, I don't want you thinking I'm some kind of pervert, it's just when a lady gets older we get chapped, you know."
I smile and explain I understand, it was nothing big to me, as I'd gone through medical school and knew she was no pervert. She left happy as a lark.
About an hour later I realized this would be a funny story.
I am putting things on the shelves, as I am keeping my eyes peeled on both sides of me where teens and young not-adults are picking up TP packs and counting money, keeping watch for theft.
It was a few days before Halloween. Yeah, I have an idea what you farts are up to.
One such group kept yelling," WE are NOT doing anything wrong" and then looking straight at me as I continue to ignore them.
One group of kids kept pushing my carts, and I had to continually tell them not to touch them, and instead ask for me to move it.
One kid in general kept trying to open the plastic cover on the cheapest generic brand, only to stop when I stood startk still watching him like a hawk, my radio in hand.
Another lone gangster was singing that She Gotta Donk song inbetween asking me what he could get with his $7. So I pointed him to the $6.50 bunch, as he'd have change left over. He grabbed a pack of $10 48 Bonus rolls. Whatever.
It wasn't so bad, until the college age people (i.e. my age group) started roaming in the same aisle, on their phones and making rude gestures and comments right by me. I hate ridiculousness, so when they started dry-humping the TP displays I made them leave my area.
They called me piss blanket.
BONUS TMI!
I was stocking toothpaste, when a lil older lady came up and asked me to help her pick out denture cream. So I did, and asked her if she needed any help with anything else. She replied," Honey, what kind of lube do you use?"
"Uhh, like for an engine?" I say. She says yeah, and pats herself, "this kind of engine."

So I walked her over to it, and grabbed a box of the most empty one and said," It looks like a lot of people buy this kind!" She explains,"I don't want anything fancy or tingly! Just plain old, good lube. No tingles or heat."
So we went with the regular KY in a toothpaste tube, when she explains AGAIN,"Now, I don't want you thinking I'm some kind of pervert, it's just when a lady gets older we get chapped, you know."
I smile and explain I understand, it was nothing big to me, as I'd gone through medical school and knew she was no pervert. She left happy as a lark.
About an hour later I realized this would be a funny story.
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