It's been a while. None of the stories I've gathered have warranted a new thread, but they've piled up to the point where I can create a list! Hooray!
But... But I...
"I lost? But why? It's been years since I've played? Why did I lose? It was my turn!"
This lady is looking left and right, her eyes tearing up. The expression on her face is a mixture of wrath and horror, the kind one gets if you're forced to watch a clown put a live puppy in a salami slicer. Sorry, lady. Cold Hard Math, the foundation of the universe doesn't make exceptions just because you took a break. In fact, I'm sure the lottery company is more inclined to say no BECAUSE you took a break instead of giving them your money.
Electric tickets?
(Man at self checker)
*Beep*
"F**k!"
*Beep*
"F**k!"
*Beep*
"F**k!"
"Sir?"
"I keep losing!"
...Okay, are you wired to receive an electric shock every time you lose? Is it wired to your tingly bits, cause every time you say the F-word, you jump. Kinky stuff you have there, sugarduff. Is this a new training regiment to stop you losing, or is this some weird sex tape you and your wife are making? I forgot to wear my black plastic thong to work, so you'll forgive me if I'm inappropriately dressed.
It's too cold to dress like that!
This isn't entirely work related but It happened as I was coming in to work so it kinda counts.
I grew up in CrapIt'sCold North ontario, and as a result am fairly immune to the lukewarm winters south ontario offers. I still wear shorts and t-shirts in winter. One polar bear of a man noticed me coming into work wearing the above and began to chastise me on my dress code. Ok, sure it's not exactly fashionable but it's my choice to wear what I want.
His quote, as far as I remember is as follows:
"What the hell are you doing, Kid? It's -10 below! It's too cold to wear that! Go back inside and put some proper clothes on or I'll give you a thumping!"
Um, Fashion police? Security? A man in 12 layers of clothes is threatening to thump me for looking out of place?
Ahh, Street slang.
We got awesome new black t-shirts to wear to work! I like them. My customers on the other hand...
"You look like a dork in that shirt."
A what? Do you know that "Dork" is slang for Penis? I look like a penis in this shirt? Wow. How about that. I look like a flaccid reproductive organ. Should I be honoured? I mean, If I look like a "Dork" as you so succinctly put it, then I'm the physical representation of one half of the objects that brought you into being.
Hmm... On second thought, I'm not honoured to be a part of that. You be the dork today.
SC do not care.
Over the last 2 days of work people have spilled drinks, vomited on the floor, thrown garbage all over the place and tossed full cups of sugar liquid at the trash and missed by feet. Not one of these spills were reported till about 15 minutes later/picked up or cleaned up by the offenders. Not one.
I mean, I can sorta understand you missing the trash can and not noticing but vomit? It's your body telling your brain it's had enough crunchy goat nipples and forcing you to relive your lunch in reverse. Painfully too I might add. How can you not notice that? It smells too!
You could at least have the decency to puke in a trash can. Or tell someone. Or not eat stuff that makes you sick, even if it tickles your taste good sensors.
But... But I...
"I lost? But why? It's been years since I've played? Why did I lose? It was my turn!"
This lady is looking left and right, her eyes tearing up. The expression on her face is a mixture of wrath and horror, the kind one gets if you're forced to watch a clown put a live puppy in a salami slicer. Sorry, lady. Cold Hard Math, the foundation of the universe doesn't make exceptions just because you took a break. In fact, I'm sure the lottery company is more inclined to say no BECAUSE you took a break instead of giving them your money.
Electric tickets?
(Man at self checker)
*Beep*
"F**k!"
*Beep*
"F**k!"
*Beep*
"F**k!"
"Sir?"
"I keep losing!"
...Okay, are you wired to receive an electric shock every time you lose? Is it wired to your tingly bits, cause every time you say the F-word, you jump. Kinky stuff you have there, sugarduff. Is this a new training regiment to stop you losing, or is this some weird sex tape you and your wife are making? I forgot to wear my black plastic thong to work, so you'll forgive me if I'm inappropriately dressed.
It's too cold to dress like that!
This isn't entirely work related but It happened as I was coming in to work so it kinda counts.
I grew up in CrapIt'sCold North ontario, and as a result am fairly immune to the lukewarm winters south ontario offers. I still wear shorts and t-shirts in winter. One polar bear of a man noticed me coming into work wearing the above and began to chastise me on my dress code. Ok, sure it's not exactly fashionable but it's my choice to wear what I want.
His quote, as far as I remember is as follows:
"What the hell are you doing, Kid? It's -10 below! It's too cold to wear that! Go back inside and put some proper clothes on or I'll give you a thumping!"
Um, Fashion police? Security? A man in 12 layers of clothes is threatening to thump me for looking out of place?
Ahh, Street slang.
We got awesome new black t-shirts to wear to work! I like them. My customers on the other hand...
"You look like a dork in that shirt."
A what? Do you know that "Dork" is slang for Penis? I look like a penis in this shirt? Wow. How about that. I look like a flaccid reproductive organ. Should I be honoured? I mean, If I look like a "Dork" as you so succinctly put it, then I'm the physical representation of one half of the objects that brought you into being.
Hmm... On second thought, I'm not honoured to be a part of that. You be the dork today.
SC do not care.
Over the last 2 days of work people have spilled drinks, vomited on the floor, thrown garbage all over the place and tossed full cups of sugar liquid at the trash and missed by feet. Not one of these spills were reported till about 15 minutes later/picked up or cleaned up by the offenders. Not one.
I mean, I can sorta understand you missing the trash can and not noticing but vomit? It's your body telling your brain it's had enough crunchy goat nipples and forcing you to relive your lunch in reverse. Painfully too I might add. How can you not notice that? It smells too!
You could at least have the decency to puke in a trash can. Or tell someone. Or not eat stuff that makes you sick, even if it tickles your taste good sensors.
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