Hey, You Fat Bitch.
Oct. 1st, 2008 02:15 amI can't post this on
customers_suck because it'll cause Fat Wank, and I wasn't nice to the customer. Also, speaking of
customers_suck, I call Shenanigans on this post. Something probably happened, but I think the OP may have exaggerated a teensy bit. Maybe not, but it seems like it.
Anyway, on to my own suckage.
I was about finished with my shift, and was sweeping the floor, when two large women came in. Now, I'm a fat girl too, so I'm not all OMFG THEY WERE SO FUCKING FAT IT WAS GROCE. But they kind of were, at twice my size each. I had the AC on rather high, because it was a hot day, and when I'm busy in the shop, I get warm rather quickly. I don't just sit on my arse behind the till. I do things. So yeah, maybe it was a bit chilly, but not to me.
Fatty 1: It's too fucking cold in here.
Fatty 2: Jesus, I know! Hey, why is it so damn cold?
Me: Is it? I can't tell, because I'm moving about all the time!
F1: If you weren't so fat, you wouldn't have to have it so cold in here.
I'm usually polite to customers. I hate doing jobs like this, because I can't speak my mind like I want to, but. This bitch took the biscuit. And I can't wear a badge that says 'I'm better than you are, you fucking cunt', so.
Me: I beg your pardon?
F2: If you lost some weight, you wouldn't get so hot.
Me: Are you seriously calling me fat?
F2: *points at me* Uh, yeah.
Me: Have you looked in a mirror recently?
F1: Fuck you, you fat bitch!
Me: Pot, meet kettle.
F2: Say that to my face, bitch! *Bwuh? Didn't I just?*
Me: Okay. I'm exercising my right to refuse to serve you.
F1: Shit, exercising.
F2: This bitch ain't exercising shit but her mouth.
Me: Get the fuck out.
And then they threatened all sorts of injury to my person. Oh, well. Fucking bitches. If you're going to call someone out for something, make sure you aren't guilty of it yourself.
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Anyway, on to my own suckage.
I was about finished with my shift, and was sweeping the floor, when two large women came in. Now, I'm a fat girl too, so I'm not all OMFG THEY WERE SO FUCKING FAT IT WAS GROCE. But they kind of were, at twice my size each. I had the AC on rather high, because it was a hot day, and when I'm busy in the shop, I get warm rather quickly. I don't just sit on my arse behind the till. I do things. So yeah, maybe it was a bit chilly, but not to me.
Fatty 1: It's too fucking cold in here.
Fatty 2: Jesus, I know! Hey, why is it so damn cold?
Me: Is it? I can't tell, because I'm moving about all the time!
F1: If you weren't so fat, you wouldn't have to have it so cold in here.
I'm usually polite to customers. I hate doing jobs like this, because I can't speak my mind like I want to, but. This bitch took the biscuit. And I can't wear a badge that says 'I'm better than you are, you fucking cunt', so.
Me: I beg your pardon?
F2: If you lost some weight, you wouldn't get so hot.
Me: Are you seriously calling me fat?
F2: *points at me* Uh, yeah.
Me: Have you looked in a mirror recently?
F1: Fuck you, you fat bitch!
Me: Pot, meet kettle.
F2: Say that to my face, bitch! *Bwuh? Didn't I just?*
Me: Okay. I'm exercising my right to refuse to serve you.
F1: Shit, exercising.
F2: This bitch ain't exercising shit but her mouth.
Me: Get the fuck out.
And then they threatened all sorts of injury to my person. Oh, well. Fucking bitches. If you're going to call someone out for something, make sure you aren't guilty of it yourself.