Monday, June 18, 2007

You know who you are

This is for the woman at Old Navy who stood at the register for all of 3.2 seconds before she started bitching about how slowly the line was moving.

Yeah, you know who you are. And you know what? You don't have magical bitching powers. When you whine, things don't actual move any faster.

And why the hell should they? You are at Old Navy on a Monday night...buying gauchos. You expect us to believe that you've got anything better to do? Like as soon as you get through this line, you're going to go back to brokering peace in the Middle East?

7 comments:

Sassy Sundry said...

Next time you should shout, "Make way for the Queen!" and bow to her. That might learn her.

Vic said...

How about adopting a military voice and shouting Right, you. Yes you! End of the line! Step to it!

dive said...

The way things are going in the Middle East it may indeed be that woman who is "brokering peace".
I think a letter to al'Quaeda letting them know whose fault it is would make your queueing a bit easier.

Maria said...

Ugh. I hate waiting in lines too...but I never say anything unless the person in front of me 1) forgets that she forgot to buy orange juice and makes the sacker go get it for her and then yells because he didn't get the one with "extra pulp" or 2) the person in front of me is buying wine and it is obvious that the checker is all of 16.

And I seldom say anything ever. I'm just THAT polite.....

Susanlee said...

I don't usually *say* anything in the line, but if I size it up and it's just too much for me to handle (I have line anxiety) then I just put my stuff down and leave. Usually the only place this happens is WalMart,since they always have like 1 cashier for every 300 customers...

pumpernickel said...

Terroni,

LOL -love the visual imagery.

pumpernickel

CS said...

If you are buying gauchos, you automatically forfiet your right to complain. About anything.