“THE CHURCH IS COMING FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE”
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Ha! By which I mean, sorry. Not food related, but that reminds me of being in the Air Force and manning an airplane during a static display at an airshow/open house. Sensing the kids’ excitement, and knowing there wasn’t much damage they could do, I allowed kids to sit in the seats, push buttons, pull levers, make…
This may be the weirdest application of Pinkham’s Law yet.
“Customers were evacuated from the San Luis Obispo store”
(I really thought I was going to come up empty handed on a search. But no... times 1,000)
Kittenjoy, I found the picture they have in the lobby!!! It’s this one:
Also, note that for this subject in particular, the employee really has to have screwed up in a unique and interesting way for anyone to have a reason to care about the story. If you specifically requested a sandwich with no mayo, and a server then brought you a sandwich with mayo on it, well, I’m very sad for you,…
We gays only see movement. When straights stand still they become invisible. Also we don't have object permanence.
“He’d mixed a half-gallon of bleach with a half-gallon of ammonia in the mop bucket.”
The soup of the day is usually Hitler miss, but I’m sure you’ll just Goebbels up today’s gestapo soup.
“My favorite part was where he - *clenches fist* - catches that rye.” - Trump
Don’t feel bad, this happens to me too, and often when I am not even looking like I work there. I think, after YEARS of working retail in high school, college, and even a bit after college, I just have the look of a retail veteran.
I worked at a B. Dalton Bookseller ages ago and we used to have so much fun...we kept a diary of (in)famous customer happenings. One day I had an argument with a customer who insisted that V.C. Andrews couldn’t possibly be dead because she was still publishing books. Then there was the guy who asked for a copy of L.…
Same thing happened to me and my friend at a donation center we run. A lady kept coming in and when we told her she didn’t qualify for free stuff she kept asking weird questions like, “What if you’re a widow?” and left in a huff and then came back and tried it on us again minutes later. She came back the next day and…
I do cross fit (please don’t skewer me too much), and my gym is populated by people who either eat paleo, take questionable workout supplements like candy or both. I’ve yet to give in to the temptation to point out that those two things involve a whole lot of cognitive dissonance. I did however have to explain to one…
My mom worked at a ShopKo when she was going back to school (for a library degree, she’d love you). At the time, employees wore normal clothes but a blue ShopKo vest.
One of my friends worked security at a place that used volatile chemicals in it’s manufacturing process. After 9/11 the CEO decided they needed to be more attentive to the security of the facility so he sent out an order that nobody got in without their badge, period.
Chalky Death = my new band name.
When I managed a Borders we were also responsible for this small calendar kiosk on the other side of the shopping center. I was there covering someone’s lunch break and this crazed woman came over demanding why we had no bichon frise calendars. The dog calendar people were always the weirdest.