good plan
or how about if next time i smile serenly and say:
"are we all not children in the party of life?"
(gluskap, Sun 4 Aug 2002, 14:35, archived)

only if
you rip her head off afterwards
( Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG., Sun 4 Aug 2002, 14:47, archived)

cool - will do, then i'll turn to the checkout person and say
a lesson you have been given
questions do not always yield the answers we desire
yet sometimes questions need to be asked.
can i get cashback please?
(gluskap, Sun 4 Aug 2002, 14:54, archived)

I study the Zen of Tescos
I'm getting to the point where I can completly zone out whilst still working at the checkout. I'm hoping to improve my mastery of the art until I can sleep through the entire day of helping those little shits called customers rot their brains even further. Where's the bread you ask. Cretins, see the sign over there saying bakery? Why not try using your fucking eyes for once! I would say, were I not the master of Zen that I am. Instead I smile serenly and say softly behind you. Twats.
( Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG., Sun 4 Aug 2002, 14:59, archived)

now i'm desperately trying to remember
if i've ever asked where the bread is...
(gluskap, Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:02, archived)

Or the milk
Or the eggs, jam (whilst being stood in front of said commodity and then asking if I was sure it was where i said it was) Or the exit, that's happened before. (We only HAVE one fucking entrance/exit how HARD is it to find it again you morons!!!) Old ladies who ask if i'll sing everything to them, old women who insist on telling me their marital status, medical history in full detail for the past 40 year, and their inside leg measurement (34 inches, apparently abnormally long for her height) A vetinary assistant who was gored by a bull because 'noone told me bulls didn't like the colour red' girls with fluorescent pink vomit (I do NOT want to know what she was drinking!) Drunks, bums and weirdos. I'm amazed that i'm as normal and well adjusted as I am...
( Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG., Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:09, archived)

i have a new-found respect for you shop folk
i salute your kind...
(gluskap, Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:16, archived)

thankyou
the path to greatness in the art of consumerist zen is paved with the ghosts of insanity and twats. Or something.
( Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG., Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:20, archived)

And watch out
for the sliding doors at the end. They have a delay on them.
( Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG., Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:21, archived)

actually for some reason....
i never seem to be able to trip the sensor.
which is actually kinda worrying in a sixth sense way...
(gluskap, Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:25, archived)

some have little LDRs
on the side you cant through (like trying to exit through the entrance) if you put your finger over them (they look like eith a circular hole or a little lens usually at shin height) then the door will open for you. Ah, garden centres taught me one thing at least ^_^
( Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG., Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:33, archived)

thanks
i'll keep an eye out
(gluskap, Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:35, archived)

hmm
we appear to have become wallflowers. Want to dance?
( Lethe is carrying a spade. SPANG., Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:39, archived)

this wallflowering is where
your experience in the garden centre becomes handy
(gluskap, Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:47, archived)

i feel
so skinny
(gluskap, Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:49, archived)

Did you sell your soul
to Milhouse?
( bigdave, Sun 4 Aug 2002, 15:42, archived)