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steph said:My favorite manager started his career with the store as a bagboy in his teens. His first suspension (he liked to cause trouble, like me) came after an older lady asked him "Do you have cotton balls?" He said, "What the hell do I look like, the Easter bunny?" 😛
My funny/dumb customer checker story was when this pompous rich a-hole in his young 20s pulled up, screeching his Porche to a halt, and got out, entering the store. Always hard to impress, I ignored him completely. After about 15 minutes he walked up to me, I was the only nite checker up front. He glared at me, huffed and said, "Doesn't anybody around here know what LOX is?? Some idiot just sent me into the electrical aisle!" (locks.) Sneering back at him with an equally disgusted look I said, "It's fish~try the frozen deli aisle~DER! Where are you from anyway?"
(It was obvious he didn't belong in that neighborhood, which was a little rough.) So he snottily says "Stanford Ranch." I rolled my eyes and said, "Isn't that a HOME FOR BOYS?" (I was new to the area and didn't know Stanford Ranch was an upscale community in a town nearby~I had confused it with Stanford Home for Boys) but it didn't matter, by then my co-workers were howling at the whole thing. He knew they were laughing at him at stomped off for his lox, ticked that some wise ass checker chick had yanked him off his pedestal and kicked his ass without lifting a finger....
XOXO
It seems like jealousy. Would you have been so rude to this guy had he come from a less auspicious background?




