Ok, so I am on my lunch break. I am standing outside the shop with my coat on (it is freezing here in London), handbag slung over my shoulder, and smoking a cigarette.
This woman goes to walk in the shop, stops, looks me up and down as I am puffing away and says "do you work here"?
<Now, I get this all the time, even in other shops, but this time it caught me off gaurd as I was SMOKING!>
As I am caught off gaurd, I stammer a "yes, but I am on my break". She says "well, can you help me"? I say "sorry, I said I am on my break" and I hold up the cigarette as to show her that I am, in fact, on break.
She says "well, an you show me where your glue is"? I say "no, sorry, I AM ON BREAK"
With that she finally goes into the shop...and I watch her. She goes straight to the first person she sees. Now, if she would have spent about 30 seconds actually looking for herself, she would have seen the friggin' glue.
She didn't even step foot in the shop before she asked me for help. How do people like this live? I hate people that can't shop for themselves. If they can't do that, then I am afraid to think of what they are like at home...and if they have children...OH MY!
And most people would steer clear of a !GASP! smoker..we are the epitome of evil in Britain...so I am suprised she even approched me.
This woman goes to walk in the shop, stops, looks me up and down as I am puffing away and says "do you work here"?
<Now, I get this all the time, even in other shops, but this time it caught me off gaurd as I was SMOKING!>
As I am caught off gaurd, I stammer a "yes, but I am on my break". She says "well, can you help me"? I say "sorry, I said I am on my break" and I hold up the cigarette as to show her that I am, in fact, on break.
She says "well, an you show me where your glue is"? I say "no, sorry, I AM ON BREAK"
With that she finally goes into the shop...and I watch her. She goes straight to the first person she sees. Now, if she would have spent about 30 seconds actually looking for herself, she would have seen the friggin' glue.
She didn't even step foot in the shop before she asked me for help. How do people like this live? I hate people that can't shop for themselves. If they can't do that, then I am afraid to think of what they are like at home...and if they have children...OH MY!
And most people would steer clear of a !GASP! smoker..we are the epitome of evil in Britain...so I am suprised she even approched me.
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