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Sunday, October 24, 2010

Some things i hate

Ok, so I work at a grocery store, as a cashier, and its not too bad. Usually the day goes smooth , but I've noticed some things that I'm really starting to hate.

For one, I hate, and when I say hate, I mean hate with the burning intensity of 1000 suns, working the Express lane. Because most of the people going  through there are going through because they are in a hurry, and this usually means they are going to be douche holes to me.


But theres also this:

No they usually don't have a top hat and villain mustache, but they might as well have. The line "I have more than 8 is that ok?" followed by the "i just kind of pooped my self" facial expressing gets old really effing fast. Not to mention that when people come to that lane looking for cigarettes, alot of them say "I also need a pack of cigarettes" and look at me like I should KNOW what they smoke, and i should be a shamed of my self for not knowing. I hate you people.

Another thing I hate. People on cell phones or people that constantly text, while in my lane.

Yea....This makes me want to bite someones face off. Not much to say about this one, any one who's ever worked retail knows this Douche.

At our store we have hand baskets people can carry if they just need a  few things. I don't mind these because collecting them at my lane gives me a reason to leave my slave quarters and return them to the other baskets. 

But when people abuse the privilege of using them, thats when I hate them. For instance, when people bring them to my lane and expect me to unload it. It makes me want to turn them upside down and pour all their items out, like my friend Whitney used to do. But don't have balls like she does.(not literally) But mostly when this happens, this moment happens:

Its that moment of "Really dude with the retarded wolf shirt on....really?" and hes all "Why aren't my things out yet?" This makes me want to start eating his groceries for him, since he cant do anything else with them on his own.

I think when most people come to the store they  forget their brains in their car with the windows rolled up. Because i watch most of them walk around with the "Hurrr" look on their faces like they have never seen a food store before. I think this is why i hate people....mostly...

Just some things

I'd imagine that the only ones that are going to be reading this are the ones visiting from Facebook, if that. I'm not very interesting and I'm a smart ass most of the time. Just warning you.

But, just in case you don't know me. I'm Cindy. I live with my boyfriend Lucas. I have 2 cats Abby and Rodchester. (I believe Rodchester might be retarded.) and 2 frogs.

And just to let any one that visits here know, I'm not going to apologize for anything I say here, these are my views and if you don't like it, click the "Home" button on your browser.

Lastly I will try to update a large blog AT LEAST three times a week, if not something small every day. Whether it be something funny, or a random doodle. Not everything here will be funny, but ill try.

Ok I'm rambling now, and Lucas is peeking at me from behind my laptop going "Honey..beebee...what are you posting about....honey....honey..." so.. yea