Shops and SupermarketsI 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
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 10 May 2012, 13:50)
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Repost, but I used to work in asda in Newport many years agoThere used to be a family who came from the local estate. Fat as fuck they were. Dad, mum and fat little bastard child. The father had greasy quiffed Elvis hair and a huge belly covered in various food stains. The mother had huge blotchy purple vainy legs, a humongous gunt, pock marked face and greasy thinning hair. The kid was a right little pudding too. He was about 12 and rumoured to not be house trained. Anyway, to put it bluntly, they stunk of piss. Absolutely reeked of it. If they had been in the store, you could tell which aisles they had been down from the piss-stinking trail they had left. One day the woman slipped over on a wet floor. So they called a first-aider. My mate went over, but refused to pick her up cos of the over ripe stench of fetid urine coming from her. So she sued the company. They were affectionately named by the staff as The Piss-Family Robinson.
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DumbMonkey The penis mightier than the sword, Mon 14 May 2012, 13:13,
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I used to be very fat, I stank of piss and often fell over in my local supermarket without receiving any help at all. And my name is Chris Emily Robinson. I hope you feel ashamed of yourself.
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