Hello again! Did you miss me? Well I have some lovely stories to tell you! ALL TRUE!
It was a busy Saturday at work, and a Young Woman went into the fitting room. Angela had noticed the Woman didn't take her purse in with her...so when the Woman came out Angela nicely informed her to not leave her purse in the cart because someone could steal it....
The Woman said snottily "I assumed that's what you are here for"
Angela: "No, we are not responsible for your personal items"
The Woman walked away in a huff...I then said...
"We are not purse watchers, or cart watchers, or babysitters"
The Woman came back around the corner...
"Ok, I got it...I learned my lesson, I heard you"
GOOD! I am fucking glad you heard me you stupid idiot! Why the fuck would you trust US to watch your shit? What makes you think we are so trustworthy? TRUST NO ONE! She is the type of person who would let a stranger into her home, and then he would make her put lotion on her skin or else she will get the hose again.
Phone rings...
Person: "Can you look up 2 items, see if you have them and if you do add them up and tell me the grand total with tax?"
How about you get off your fat lazy stupid ass and come in and figure it out for yourself like the rest of humanity...I hate you.
Observations...
There comes a time in your life when your Mom can stop coming into the Fitting Room with you... seriously. Pretty sure at 18, you can figure out if your pants work for you or not...does your Mommy really have to come in there and do the "Pant Jiggle in the Butt" routine? Dude, you are a pansy. Same goes for you girls...Mommy doesn't need to come in there once you have reached puberty...Does your Mommy still help you wipe?
Kids who stare...
Parents, teach your Children not to stare...if you don't they will grow up to be mouth breathing window lickers who dress up as "Adult Babies"
So, you will go to a beach or pool in a swim suit...but you won't come out of the dressing room in one and you sit and insist your Mommy comes in there with you...or you make your Boyfriend stand at the entrance to get his opinion...you are dumb.
I don't get how some people's look and style doesn't progress with the times! How do you look like you stepped out of the 80's or 90's still? How does the world change around you but you are still rocking that mullet? Or how come you still have those Zubas? Why do you still have stone washed jeans? Stop with the high waisted up your ass mom jeans!
Stop calling me because the sign said the can of peas was 39cents and you paid 49cents...I will kill you.
The limit is 6 items at a time, so don't say I have 6 when you have 12 and try and tell me the top and bottom count as one...it certainly does not and I don't care if you have to get dressed and come get the rest and I don't care if you are in a hurry...don't argue with me or I will punch out..meet you outside and kick you in your fupa!
Oh, and being a Mom doesn't mean I care or will give you special treatment! Shitting out useless Humans doesn't make you immune to rules.
Yes you actually have to come in and purchase something...so don't call and say "So, I actually have to come in and buy it" or "So what do I do when I get there? Do I have to ask someone for it?" WTF did you think you had to do? Wish on a star and the magical Wish Fairy would bring it to you...how did you not drown in your Moms womb?
