It looks like he’s using his body weigh to try to strangle him.
And why no DUI?
Yeah, the fact that there's enough room between the car and the window to stage a bar room brawl (and possibly a dance afterwards.) couldn't possibly have anything to do with why the cashier dropped some of the guy's change.
He wasn’t just out of his car to pick up the change. I don’t think he had even started to pick up the change yet. He was going after the cashier.
The article states:
This is the only time in the history of prolly ever that someone wished they were wearing a clip-on tie.
SAY IT LOUD N PROUD.
So I only log in and notice my notifications in the top-right every few days to a week or so, and now that it’s two weeks later, I’m honestly sorry I wrote that in the first place. That was mean of me.
There needs to be a gofundme for this girl!!
RE: the kid who pockets the tip money from his parents. This is one of those things that never ceased to piss me, and other drivers, off. There was one incident, though, that was sweet, sweet justice. Driver comes back from a run laughing his ass off. He tells us the kid was sent to the door by the parents (this, as…
“no one is impressed by how much debt you have.”
I wait all week for a new BCO and when I finally get a chance to read if, the comments are full of asshats making excuses for drunk drivers? What we should be talking about is the absolute fucking poetry of that woman in a blind and impotent rage to slam that door. That image is so satisfying!
Oh lord, I loved this story.
I’m always amazed at how often BCO aligns with my bookstore-retail history. Plenty of line-jumpers there...but for some reason I’m reminded of a little kid who’d misplaced her parents at my store. She was maybe seven or eight, and by god she stood in line politely waiting her turn, sobbing quietly. (I suspended the…
I have a friend that works at a boutique in midtown Manhattan and as he was getting the details on something this particular fellow wanted to order, he said “and your name, sir?”
Nope. The soup-sprinkler-yogurt-I-do-not-understand-the-concept-of-closing-times-lady story is missing one thing.
Honestly Pinkham I need you to stop posting porn. I’m at work, goddammit.
Dear God, I work with a “Do You Know Who I Am??” guy at work. We both work for the marketing department in our company and I had the misfortune to go to a conference with him for a few days. Whether it was picking up a rental car, requesting certain accommodations in the hotel and at every single friggin restaurant,…