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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HaaaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahaReminds me of Mrs Vagabond's very Irish uncle. She's quite good at wine, and he opened a bottle.
"Mmm ... " she said, inhaling, "That's really lovely ... like ... chocolate ... don't you think, Sean? It smells like chocolate?"
Sean took a sniff. "It smells like fuckin' wine." he happily responded.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Tue 15 May 2012, 13:10,
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