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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my wife does this with house keys.
And it really boils my piss.
I pull into our driveway and she asks for my keys as its quicker than looking for hers 'in the bottom of her bag'. Well apart from carrying so much shite in there she can't find anything, she's been sitting in the passenger seat with nothing to do but stare out of the window / talk shite / fondle her crackberry for the last 15 minutes. Fourteen fucking years and she can't accept that time could be spent finding her keys. Makes me feel all stabby.
( , Tue 15 May 2012, 18:06, Reply)
And it really boils my piss.
I pull into our driveway and she asks for my keys as its quicker than looking for hers 'in the bottom of her bag'. Well apart from carrying so much shite in there she can't find anything, she's been sitting in the passenger seat with nothing to do but stare out of the window / talk shite / fondle her crackberry for the last 15 minutes. Fourteen fucking years and she can't accept that time could be spent finding her keys. Makes me feel all stabby.
( , Tue 15 May 2012, 18:06, Reply)
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