Welcome to Night Vale has eaten my face and I need all the fic recs. 8|
Continuing in the vein of fucking annoying things to say to a salesperson/cashier… I had a customer who just kept on saying I must drive a mercedes or lamborghini, based on how expensive our candy is and on how busy it was in the store today. YEAH, BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY *I* AM THE ONE BENEFITING FROM THIS GROSS DISPLAY OF RITUALISTIC CONSUMERISM AND ALSO I SET ALL THE PRICES. UGH SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP I WORK MY ASS OFF FOR LESS THAN 300 DOLLARS A WEEK. YEP THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I WENT TO SCHOOL FOR. *flips table, hyperventilates*
A man was with his wife and kvetching the whole time because she wanted a couple of chocolate clusters
him: *sighs, pays* the things men do to keep women happy, am I right?
me: *blinks, looks at wife sympathetically* Well, I guess women do a lot to keep men happy too, right? *forced laugh*
him: that’s true.
me: so it’s an even exchange, you know.
him: we buy y’all chocolate, and you all wear skimpy outfits for us.
me: uh. I guess. Have a nice day…? *walks off*
to my fellow retail robins out there, how is your schedule looking for black friday? I’m 5 AM to 2 PM, which is pretty lucky as far as I’m concerned. OTZ
hang in there, everyone. D:
I’m frustrated about my crappy job. I’m worried about my family. Thinking about my finances makes me feel like I’m gonna have a panic attack. But at least, and I say this unironically, I feel pretty today. :3
CAN I GET A HELL YEAH!??
*teacher voice* i dont know, can you?
*sighs* “MAY I get a hell yeah?”
*teacher voice* you should have gotten a hell yeah during the break before class started
*frustrated groan* But I didn’t NEED a hell yeah during the break