Why are you yelling at me?
I don't make your products.
I don't own a warehouse.
My job is to check you out.
I am not a walking scanner price checker.
You are not in a express bitch out lane.
Stop yelling at me.
I will correct it, give me a damn minute.
(long checkout lines are growing longer)
You never have what I want here!
Your pay phone never works when I try to use it!
I'm sick of having to stand in long check out lines!
From now on I'm shopping somewhere else!
(Hey lady... Walmart is down the road!!!!!)
Excuse me miss have you ever had a job?
Have you ever had to pick up after 100000000 people?
Have you ever had to fold 50000 pairs of pants?
Have you ever talked to yourself the way your talking to me now?
I have news for all of you customer assholes on my ass...........
I QUIT!!!!!
I DON'T NEED TO TAKE YOUR SHIT ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!
1/7/98
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