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On My way home from work on Thursday, I decided I wanted to go to McDonald's. The lovely gentleman (okay, he's my ageish) who took my order says, "Hey, I know where you work!" So what do I say? "Hey! I know where you work!" Anyway, turns out he likes me, but he's afraid to talk to me because he thinks I might get angry. I'll let you know if he evr grows a pair . . .
Then, yesterday at work I was nearly assaulted by a man wielding a penis enlarger pump. He was screaming at me that he could not get it to work, and demanded that I return his money. I told him that we are not able to exchange or refund purchases- for obvious reasons. That set him off. He began swinging the pump around at my head, screaming that no one had told him that. When I pointed to the rather large sign near the till, he became even more angry. It was fucking hilarious!
Then- I thought there was a dead tramp outside. Turns out he wasn't dead, just quite pickled and unconscious.
In other news, I am not going to California.
Then, yesterday at work I was nearly assaulted by a man wielding a penis enlarger pump. He was screaming at me that he could not get it to work, and demanded that I return his money. I told him that we are not able to exchange or refund purchases- for obvious reasons. That set him off. He began swinging the pump around at my head, screaming that no one had told him that. When I pointed to the rather large sign near the till, he became even more angry. It was fucking hilarious!
Then- I thought there was a dead tramp outside. Turns out he wasn't dead, just quite pickled and unconscious.
In other news, I am not going to California.
