December 2010
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At Work This Happened:
Me: [to everyone all day forever] Do you need a bag?
Customer: [most of them] Yes
Me: [as is protocol] They're a penny, is that alright?
Customer: Yes/No.
This Guy: [after buying a lot of magazines] Ha ha, no, I can't afford one!
Me: ...
This Guy: Ha ha ha!
Me: [yawned in his face]
This Guy: Tee hee hee.
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At Work This Happened:
A man accused me of stealing his glove. One singular glove.
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Making Fun in the Stationery Store pt. 2
Lady: A red Christmas next year
Dad: No glitter?
Lady: No more glitter *wry laughter* It's still in the carpet.
Dad: And me! Every time I have a bath *descends into grumble*
Me: That's just your inner princess trying to get out.
Lady: *laughs loud and long*
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Making Fun in the Stationery Store pt. 1
Mother: Can I have a bag, please?
Me: They're a penny, is that alright?
Mother: Yes.
Kid: I bet you have to ask that to everyone.
Me: Yes, a hundred times a day, even in my sleep.
Kid: Ha ha
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Quarantine dollface, you know I wanna be at least vaguely clean for you
– text message
My Evening This Evening:
In bed
Graham Greene anthology
Sweatpants and hockey jersey
Brand New
Typewriter
Angler fish
Squids. I fucking hate squids but I can’t stop. Perfect.
Tea
Microwaved custard
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Dear Coke Talk: On christmas spirit. →
Yes, ma’am! I won’t even be drunk this Christmas.
dearcoketalk:
This holiday season is killing me.
For some reason, this year the Christmas lights and the shoppers and the music are bothering me more than they ever have.
I told my mom I didn’t like Christmas anymore and she just started crying, so I can’t realistically renounce the holiday…
Do I…
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At Work This Happened:
[A woman stomps into a high street stationery store and cuts the line]
Her: You over charged me.
Me: [not recognising her at all] Huh?
Her: You over charged me. Look at this receipt. [She shoves it in my face, too close]
Me: OK then. [Sometimes the till hasn't been updated to match the promotional posters and I don't notice and/or care] Cigarettes..?
Her: You over charged me on those cigarettes.
Me: Umm... [turning around to check the price on the receipt with the price on the sticker] No, these match. You weren't over charged, this is correct. [I hand the receipt back]
Her: That's outrageous.
Me: ...
Her: They're a pound cheaper in Asda.
Me: ... [I'm not allowed to yell at customers but I'm pretty sure my raised eyebrow/smirk combo is saying 'colour me not interested, bitch'] [The man behind her, who she cut in front of, slides his magazine onto the counter. I go to take it]
Her: This is outrageous!
Colleague: [To me] What's the problem here?
Her: These cigarettes are cheaper in Asda!
Colleague: ... Right?
Her: ... They're cheaper in Asda. You can't charge this much, it's not allowed! Look at this receipt! That girl sold them to me just half an hour ago!
Colleague: That's the correct price, madam.
Her: They're cheaper in Asda, how can you do this? Is it legal?
Colleague: Er, yes?
Her: I can't believe it. I can't believe it! [She leave the store shaking her head] [Magazine Man is shaking his head in a bemused manner]
Me: The Subtotal.
Magazine Man: [accusingly] How did you work that out?
Me: *running down the prices for everything* and the receipt will be itemised if you want to check later on as well.
Magazine Man: This must be the most expensive wrapping paper in town!
[pause]
Me: The Subtotal Amount, please.
My Eyebrow and Clenched Jaw: Shut the fuck up and get out of my life.
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At Work This Happened:
Customer: [standing in front of the celebrity autobiography stand] Can you recommend any of these books? Have you read any?
Me: Of those ones specifically?
Customer: Yeah, the autobiographies, the celebrity ones.
Me: Well... [floundering, I haven't read any of them.]
Customer: [interrupting, but that's fine, I had nothing to say anyway] What was the last autobiography you read?
Me: Surely You Must Be Joking, Mr Feynman.
Customer: Who is that one by?
Me: Richard Feynman.
Customer: Who's he?
Me: He was a scientist, he won the Nobel prize for physics. He's dead now.
Customer: Oh, well, I'll go with the Katie Price one then.
OK so I really must unearth my sister’s sewing machine at some point.
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Toronto: The City That Keeps on Giving.
I wrote this article about how great I think Toronto is and it is totally published on a real website.
Instead of being paid in money, I am compensated with free nights in a hostel of my choice in Europe, which is really super and convenient, seeing as I’m back there now! How freakin’ cool is my life?
So cool, that’s how cool.
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Today My Customers Were...
… idiots.
I seriously hope that I’m not that stupid when I go to stores.
At least in bars they’re drunk and I can swear back at them. I don’t like working in retail.
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