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Gender: Female
Status: Single
Age: 21
Sign: Taurus

City: Happy Valley
State: Oregon
Country: US
Signup Date: 4/9/2005

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Friday, May 23, 2008 1:19 AM

Current mood:  aggravated
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
I think I'm going to eat somebody today. I am very close to snapping at all the stupidity that's been displayed this week. What is it? Stupid Week? A parade for all the idiots out there? MY GOD!!

Ok ok. Let me explain where all this anger has come from. Normally, I can handle two stupid people in a week at most. I'm a pretty controlled person usually. But people have just been pushing all of my buttons. Firstly, I got a mother and daughter pair of gypsies in my line... Sunday. And they haggled me and argued, and yelled and bitched. Because they'd rubbed the ink off the tickets of some towels to make it look like a different price. And I can clearly see that it's 5 dollars. And not 1. I'm not an idiot, and thank you very much, but I do have eyes. And they're all like "so you're not gonna honor it?! blah blah blah bitch bitch!!!" And I'm like "uh, no, because I can plainly see that it's five dollars and it's ringing up the same amount."

Meanwhile, Loss Prevention is calling me every thirty seconds and snapping at me not to let them haggle yadda yadda and to call them if there are any problems. Which was really annoying because I had it just fine. They certainly thought I was a dumbass. Sheesh. So they stupids finally leave, and who calls five seconds later? LP!! What a surprise? To which they start hounding me, and asking why they left, what was the bag they had, etc. And I'm like "I don't know. I'm not the one following them through the store, so I really wouldn't know what bags they had before coming to me. Maybe you should do your jobs better. Bye, now."

So yeah. Stupids number one.

Then yesterday, I had more hagglers. Over a damned bike. They're all like '10 percent off. It's supposed to be that off the sale price!"

And I'm like no. It's ten off the original. I even called the Home manager to confirm for them. And do they believe me? No. They start cussing me out. And then leave their small kid at my register to go argue with the home manager. And then they finally decide not to get the bike after half an hour, and I need an override... and there's a line. UGH!

But oh no, that's not the icing on the cake. What was the most supreme stupid of yesterday, was when i gave some guy his 62 cents in change and he puts it in his pocket only to start bitching at me seconds later about how i didn't give him his change. And I'm like "Sir, i gave you your change. I watched you put it in your pocket."

And he starts looking through all his stuff and not finding anything like a dumbass. And then he starts yelling at me, and was like "so am i gonna have to wait here all day for you to open up your register and give me your change?!"

and i repeat my previous statement. and finally he goes for his pocket and throws his change on the counter. And I look at him, look at the change and then look at him again and say, "Sir, there are two quarters, one dime, and two pennies more than was there previously. there's your change. have a nice day."

And I turn to my next customer and ignore him. However, he wasn't done with me yet. He decides to butt in again and say, "I thought we were talking about ten bucks here!!"

And i look at him again, point to his receipt and say "look at your receipt. it says 62 cents. learn math, sir." and after that i refused to acknowledge him again.

And then today. Oh, today was real fun. One of my mom's bill collector's called and i was perfectly nice and said, "she's not here at the moment, can i take a message for you?"

and he just responds "who is this? debra... come on now debra. i think i know your voice by now." and keeps repeating, "debra i know your voice debra debra i think i know your voice by now!" (debra is my mom's name)

and i'm all like (in my head (who does this hoebag think he is? my god. he obviously doesn't know her voice as well as he thinks cause we sound nothing alike...)

but i reply, "i'm her daught-"
and of course he cuts me off saying the same stuff, until finally i lost my patience and snapped, "list, you hoebag, i'm her daughter. and you're a little psychotic. i'm hanging up now. goodbye."

and i hung up.

MY GOD, I cannot deal with any more of these people. I think I'm going to pulverize the next one I have to deal with. You guys have no clue how close i am to snapping at this point. there's only so much stupidity i can take!

AAAARGH!!
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