WTHIWWY - City Life, Verse V
A reading from the book of What The Hell Is Wrong With You?:
Dear sandwich maker:
I apologize if I seemed confused or perhaps unable to hear what you were asking among all the shouting of the other 20 people crammed into the store. However, your response to my telling you what I ordered and therefore what I needed to pay for did not require you to bark "meal" repeatedly at me. If I wanted a f*king meal I would have asked for a f*king meal. Your sunshiney disposition has certainly brightened my day.
Thank you,
HB
Dear sandwich maker:
I apologize if I seemed confused or perhaps unable to hear what you were asking among all the shouting of the other 20 people crammed into the store. However, your response to my telling you what I ordered and therefore what I needed to pay for did not require you to bark "meal" repeatedly at me. If I wanted a f*king meal I would have asked for a f*king meal. Your sunshiney disposition has certainly brightened my day. Thank you,
HB
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posted by hapabukbuk at
1:17 PM
2 Comments:
Being barked at by minimum wage counter workers is usually my specialty. I'm glad someone else is joining in on the fun.
By
Coaster Punchman, At
10:59 AM
So you didn't want a fucking meal?
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Moderator, At
3:22 PM
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