2007-12-02 17:26:13 ET|
but alas, sun dried tomato & basil wheat thins have proved to be my junk in the trunk downfall. and junk on the sides and legs as well. and possibly arms.
for the record, i want to express how much i hate my job and customer service.
i don't care if you found everything okay.
i don't care if you need it double bagged coz UR WALKING.
i don't care that i forgot your shitty rewards card.
i don't care that you need $200 on a SUNDAY when everyone else is getting cash back as well and my till is like, empty and i tell you that i can't possibly do that (but there's an ATM just around the corner, sir,) and you somehow expect me to pull it out of thin air...
"UM OKAY BUT HOW'R U GONNA MAKE THIS WORK FOR ME!?"
in lighter hearts,
what the hell, portland?! you have hotter babes than this. i guess they all joined suicide girls.