http://www.msn.com/en-us/health/coro...M2i?li=BBnb7Kz
I think Dumpty should be the first to give it a whirl.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...is this guy serious? What next???
Ya'll drink your bleach today?
Drinking bleach is so passé, I prefer chewables.
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I wanna laugh but it ain't funny,and some idiots are actually following this mad man's advice...they ain't drinkin the[koolaid]they're drinkin the[Lysol]...how much more America-how much more???
I went grocery shopping yesterday — my big outing of the week — at 6:30 in the morning because the local Stop and Shop opens from 6am – 7:30 am just for people over 60. Now, I would never EVER put myself in that cohort under any other circumstance except for when I need pizza dough and cabbage and I want to get to the store while the shelves are reasonable full, so, there I was, in line for check out, at 6:30am. That’s just weird.Face masks are required for entry, and the aisles are marked one-way, and there is a very elaborate distancing system where everyone lines up in aisle 15 and waits for cashier availability on the other side of the store. It’s just so weird.
So I get the wave from cashier #2 and I drag my tote bags full of cabbage and pizza dough to her counter. But there’s an old guy standing there, checking his receipt, so I have to wait at a distance while he’s reading his receipt. And he says to the cashier, a middle aged lady just like him [[but NOT ME BECAUSE I LIVE IN MY OWN WORLD WHERE I AM STILL 29), “I didn’t get my points. I spent $49 and I didn’t get my points.”
I don’t know what he’s talking about but I assume it’s some lame cash-back program from when times were normal and people could use “points” to buy stuff during reasonable store hours.
I look at the cashier and I say, “He’s kidding, right?”
The cashier, who is behind a plastic partition and wearing latex gloves and a face mask and a plastic face shield, says, waving her hand in front of her extensive PPE, “Sir, I can’t see too well so ask the manager.”
The old guy is still complaining: “I should have 90 cents back on my receipt!”
So of course I am riled up. I mean, Jesus, this guy should be on his knees thanking this lady for just being there and not hassling her for his goddam 90 cents. So I tell the old guy: “Are you serious? This lady got up at 5 this morning to come to work at 6 and you want to bother her about 90 fucking cents?”
He says to me, “Hey man, I was a Marine in Vietnam…”
And I talk over him, “Nobody gives a shit, mister, nobody gives a shit, nobody gives a shit.”
The cashier interrupts our tete-a-tete to tell him, again, to just go to the manager, and he says something about my attitude and finally gets out of the way so I can pay for my cabbage and pizza dough.
I tip the cashier $10 and say, “Thank you for being here.” She thanks me so profusely that I wish I had given her a twenty.
And I wish I had offered that old guy a dollar to fuck off about his 90 cents.
Then I went home and made cabbage soup. I didn’t yell at anybody for the rest of the day. My Rottie loves me.
Wait a minute...you tipped the cashier ten bucks??? I'm applying for a job at your store...over here in aile 6,hehehehhe!!!
I hear ya lakeside,and all jokes aside i too am greatful to our everyday-heroes.
I really appreciate this thread lakeside. It helps me get my day off to a good start. It's a public service really.
^OMG! I almost peed in my Depends. I can't stop laughing, totally made my day.
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