Really Satisfies
May 20, 2004, 10:25 p.m.

Ugh *shudder* Some people just suck.

Tonight, at work, I was on POS (point of sale for all you non-retail plebs), and these two guys came up with a whole heap of stuff. The guy who was paying was nice enough, but the his friend was just an arsehole.

As I was scanning up their six clipboards:

“Hiii, Lia.”
Oh joy, you’re literate and you can read my nametag – do you want a cookie?
“Hi, how are you?”
“We’re going bird watching on the weekend, that’s why we need the clipboards.”
“Okay . . .” Why do you think I care?
“Do you want to come with us?”
“Uh, no, I can’t. I have to work.”Oh shite, now they know I’ll be in this weekend

After I’d scanned a Snickers bar for the arsehole:

“Do you like Snickers?”
“Yeah, it’s okay . . .” What do you want from me?
The Arsehole proceeds to open the wrapper and push it up in the most lewd way imaginable.
“Do you like . . . king size?”
Eww eww eww you creepy icky man, get the fuck away!

After that I didn’t speak to them any more than I had to, and just gave them death glares and icy cold tones in general. Thankfully they went away once the transaction was over. I think I should have, at the Snickers incident, just cancelled the transaction, walked away and refused to serve them. But there wasn’t anyone else on POS, and in those situations you generally feel that if you just keep quiet and ignore it, it’ll go away.

Why do people do this? What makes them think that they can just be as lewd and crude as they want to people they don’t know? How would they feel if someone did that to them, or their friends or their family? No doubt, they wouldn’t like it at all, so why do they feel the need to do it to me?!

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