lol: lots of lesbians
rotfl: really open to friendly lesbians
lmao: lesbians make awesome omelettes
omg: oh my girls
ily: i love yuri
wtf: where’s the females
fyi: females… yes… interesting…
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*Fictional character torn apart by bullets*
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*Fictional character shot in the head*
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*Fictional character in coffin at funeral about to be buried*
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The Customer Is Not Always Right: Getting Owned By the Owner Part 2
- Getting Owned By The Owner, Part 2
- COFFEE SHOP | LEICESTER, ENGLAND, UK
- (I’m standing in a fairly short queue when a businessman walks in, pushes straight to the front and starts dictating his order to the 20-something year old cashier.)
- Cashier: “I’m afraid you’re going to have to go to the back of the queue, sir.”
- Business man: “I have an important meeting shortly. You must serve me now!”
- Cashier: “Yeah, the longer you stand there, the later you’re going to be. Back of the queue.”
- Business man: “Do you have any idea who I am?”
- Cashier: “Nope. Now shut up and go to the back of the queue.”
- Business man: “How dare you talk to me like that?! Get me your manager now!”
- (The cashier sighs heavily, walks into the back, comes out with an older woman in tow and nods her towards the businessman, then disappears back into the back.)
- Manager: “What seems to be the problem, sir?”
- Business man: “That boy was incredibly rude to me! I demand you fire him immediately!”
- Manager: “I’m afraid I don’t have the authority to do that, but if you want I can get the owner for you.”
- Business man: “Bah! Fine, but I expect to be compensated for having to go through all of this trouble!”
- Manager: “I’m sure you can discuss that with him, sir.”
- (She then walks into the back, then comes out again with the now grinning cashier.)
- Cashier: “Yo.”
- Business man: “What’s the meaning of this? I said I wanted to talk to the owner!”
- Cashier: “Like I said, yo.”
- (The businessman silently gapes for a few seconds, then walks out stammering threats about having his head and closing the shop down.)
- Manager: “Why do you always have to involve me?”
- Cashier: “I just love the look on their stupid little faces when they find out I own this joint.”
- (The manager rolls her eyes and walks into back.)
- Cashier: “I love this job. What can I get you?”
*asks mom if she can buy something for me in september*
“no christmas is coming”