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Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 2:51 PM 1) Still write checks in line at stores?
2) Insist on buying cigarettes and scratch-offs at the gas station that the employees can never seem to find?
3) (Wal Mart Checkout People) Have to comment on everything of mine they ring up? It's very, very nosey.
4) Men wear sandles?
5) Girls in their late teens wear sweatpants to the mall? —Yesterdaze |
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Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 3:35 PM sweatpants r cool. but the chic at the 99 cent store laughing at me buying "extra large" condoms was not cool. its the only kind i could find that day. and they seemed like about regular size. i always thought they were just made to inflate mens egos. —000 |
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Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 3:42 PM how can you trust condoms from the dollar store? their stuff is always being recalled. p.s. magnums aren't really that much bigger than regular condoms. magnum xl is the way to go. —pookie |
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Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 4:33 PM why do girls wearing sweatpants bother you? is it just something you feel queasy about and you can't really explain it? i'm like that when i see charlie sheen wearing shorts. —mandee |
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Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 4:46 PM well i figure its not legal to sell defective condoms so they cant sell em unless they work. i can still blow em up like a balloon, and thats way more air than even a months worth of my sperm. plus they were a big name brand. besides ive never impregnated any of these unfortunate ladies. maybe a few of the men but thats another topic. —000 |
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Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 4:51 PM Yesterdaze is a MOUNTAIN DEW DRINKING FAGGOT. —ZT Spice |
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plurry |
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Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 4:59 PM i always feel the urge to verbally abuse people for writing checks in a check-out lane. this is an old person thing. they're slow enough as is, and come across passive aggressive given the advent of the debit card. i get the same urge when i'm behind someone in a convenience mart or gas station who's buying 10 different kinds of lotto tickets.
pay at the pump is a wonderful innovation. —plurry |
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Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 7:43 PM The other day I just found out you can use an ATM card as a debit card. Mine doesn't have a VISA or MasterCard logo on it so I thought it was just a regular ATM card. —drakeguy19 |
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Yesterdaze |
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Saturday, July 5, 2008 at 7:52 PM Girls in sweatpants look both lazy and trashy. Yes, I'll be at Wal Mart buying everyday people things and will end up the entertainment to the people in line behind me. The cashier will always scan whatever it is I'm buying and proudly hold it up for all to see and give me 20 questions about every single thing I buy. It's so embarrassing. —Yesterdaze |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 1:06 AM When they ask you what the balloons are for, go ahead and say jenkem. —ZT Spice |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 3:52 AM The cashier will always scan whatever it is I'm buying and proudly hold it up for all to see and give me 20 questions about every single thing I buy. It's so embarrassing. Does this happen every time you go? Man, that's pretty messed up...who's the cashier? Is it some big old black lady or something? —Sassafras Roots |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 6:21 AM casual attire is more impressive than $200 rip off jeans. sweats on a fine girl = me horny 
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 10:30 AM I fucking hate when cashiers make comments on my purchases! There was a cashier at a drug store that did that once. I bought a bunch of candy and he said "someone's got a sweet tooth." I just rolled my eyes. It wasn't a big deal. But then a couple weeks later I went the the store and bought some herbal sleeping pills. And the same jackass says: "Uh, oh! Someone's having trouble sleeping!" Can you believe that? What a jenkem huffing faggot! Just ring up my purchases, asshole! I should have made a complaint. I didn't. I never went there again. —acm323 |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 10:55 AM I was in redneck city for the weekend and a cashier at Wal-Mart asked what color my hair was before it faded (it's kind of a pale orange/yellow now). Purple, lady. It used to be purple. —chix0r |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 12:07 PM i was a cashier for seven years, and realized people just wanted to get the fuck outta there, so i went about my business with a quickness. i always befriended the baggers so that they would hang around and bag for me as the ratio of checkers to baggers always favored checkers. i had my favorites, and most of the teens enjoyed working with me.
i often ignored the customers (unless i knew them; i probably met a third of the town since i worked there so long. also, i had a strong penchant for knowing which customers didn't care if i largely ignored them as long as i got them through quickly and didn't screw up anything) and had long, ongoing discussions with the baggers about their lives or mine or whatever the topic of the day was partly to keep them planted, partly because some of them i genuinely enjoyed talking with. in the latter years, i talked quite a bit of loveline-esque stuff with them. i just had to avoid talking politics and religion in front of customers. i learned early on that was important. politics was easy for me to avoid, but as most of you know, i'm offended by religion, and almost everyone in the midwest believes in teh sky god. i was like one sand bag trying to stop a massive flood of sewage. i occasionally received complaints, but also had quite a few "regulars" who always went through my lane because on top of being fast, i'd usually have something quasi entertaining to say to them or whoever was bagging. i stayed at that job longer than i should have, but the bottom line was that i enjoyed it.
in fact, i often have re-occurring dreams of working there. —plurry |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 12:19 PM I was a cashier for about two weeks in high school, and I was horrible at it. People would get in my lane and complain about their karma. They were always mad too that I wasn't friendly. When I go through registers the cashiers usually aren't friendly either so idk why that was such a problem. —doingdoingdoing |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 12:43 PM i've been a cashier at two different places and i didn't really like doing either one, unless it was busy because it made the time go faster. i was always friendly and i talked to the customers, but i didn't discuss their purchases unless they were buying something that i really liked. also, both stores i worked in had music playing, so i was always singing along. i'm a likable employee, dammit! starting tomorrow, i'm going to try so hard, you have no idea. —mandee |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 12:56 PM
Edited Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 1:06 PM Top 5 Nosey Cashier Comments: 1) "I haven't tried these Doritos. Are they good? I don't think I'd like them."
2) "Makin' chili, huh?"
3) "I didn't know these were that expensive!"
4) Where did you find these? I've got to go get me some myself."
5) "Ben and Jerry's, huh?" Let's see what's in this one. Peanuts, chocolate, caramel, fudge, peanut butter, egg yolk, cinnamon, cookie crumbs." Well, I don't like cookie crumbs. Have you ever tried the Funky Monkey or the Half-Baked? They're so yummy." —Yesterdaze |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 12:58 PM Those girls in the sweatpants look hideous. Lazy, white trash. —Yesterdaze |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 1:13 PM Funky Monkey There's no such thing. —anfernee |
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Yesterdaze |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 1:27 PM It was a facecious title. I thought I remembered something along those lines. —Yesterdaze |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 1:47 PM I'm just messing with you, there's one called chunky monkey, and it's disgusting. fun fact: my AIM name is chunkymunky58, and I made it in 6th grade. —anfernee |
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Sunday, July 6, 2008 at 8:25 PM I fucking hate when cashiers make comments on my purchases! There was a cashier at a drug store that did that once. I bought a bunch of candy and he said "someone's got a sweet tooth." I just rolled my eyes. It wasn't a big deal. But then a couple weeks later I went the the store and bought some herbal sleeping pills. And the same jackass says: "Uh, oh! Someone's having trouble sleeping!" Can you believe that? What a jenkem huffing faggot! Just ring up my purchases, asshole! I should have made a complaint. I didn't. I never went there again. —acm323
Remember NEVAR to buy a DOUCHE there!
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