Shops and Supermarkets
I used to work in a supermarket where the girl on the deli counter cut off the top of her finger in the meat slicer, but was made to finish her shift before going to hospital. You can now pay £100 to shoot zombies in the store's empty shell, haunted by poor dead nine-finger deli girl. Tell us your tales of the old retail experience, from either side of the counter
( , Thu 10 May 2012, 13:50)
I used to work in a supermarket where the girl on the deli counter cut off the top of her finger in the meat slicer, but was made to finish her shift before going to hospital. You can now pay £100 to shoot zombies in the store's empty shell, haunted by poor dead nine-finger deli girl. Tell us your tales of the old retail experience, from either side of the counter
( , Thu 10 May 2012, 13:50)
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fucking holy crab tart!
My mouth is in rictus. It's agony, but the gift keeps on giving. My bowels are clear as a box-fresh PVC waste outlet. June from sales laughed so hard they had to club her into submission with hammers because she'd broken open a vial of amyl nitrate and was humping the copier with a weird, wailing scream.
( , Thu 10 May 2012, 16:48, Reply)
My mouth is in rictus. It's agony, but the gift keeps on giving. My bowels are clear as a box-fresh PVC waste outlet. June from sales laughed so hard they had to club her into submission with hammers because she'd broken open a vial of amyl nitrate and was humping the copier with a weird, wailing scream.
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