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| I hate people. Seriously. I went to 7-11 last night to get some bawls, because bawls is delicious in case you're a complete retard. The cashier was chatting it up with the woman in front of me in line, discussing all her purchases with her. I can't help but think, "Shut the fuck up and do your job." Seriously, she's over here reading the customer's newspaper and talking about the news with her. There are OTHER PEOPLE IN LINE, ASSHOLE. It wasn't like the customer was engaging her, either. The stupid cashier kept trying to start conversation. Its ridiculous. After waiting nearly eternity for the cashier to shut the fuck up long enough for the customer to escape, I put my drinks on the counter. She scans them, the total is something like 4.75. "4.75 for water?" "Its not water, its an energy drink." "Its what?" "Its an energy drink." "Well I wouldn't play 4.75 for any drinks." NOBODY GIVES A FUCK WHAT YOU WOULD PAY FOR ANYTHING. YOU WORK AT 7-11. What did she expect me to do? Agree with her and put the drinks back and ask her to dinner? Its pathetic that these stupid ass employees who have no real friends have to make small talk with the customers to give them some sense of meaning in their lives. I wanted to break her neck. As I was about to leave, she said "Enjoy your energy." in a sort of snide, condescending way as if saying, "Enjoy your overpriced drink you stupid assface. I'm glad you can afford to pay for it because I sure as hell can't. I work at 7-11 and I'm like 40 years old." I had nothing to say, so I just rolled my eyes, shook my head and left. I have no faith in humanity. |
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