Ignorant people!

Holy shit, some people just fucking kill me seriously! Today is John\’s birthday and he\’s doing the family thing so we did the birthday thing together on Friday. So on Thursday I finally got off my derrière and decided where I was going to go and get John\’s gifts. So I went to EBgames
got his first gift card(they were great BTW) and I went to Simons to get his other one. I\’ve never stepped foot into that place before and the chances of me stepping foot into there ever again are pretty much NIL…
The first person I spoke to was exceptionally helpful and really nice, kudos to her, although someone should show her how to put on mascara properly. Anyway after waiting in line behind a few yuppies returning things I finally got my turn. He was polite but I got one serious look of total disdain. It\’s not as if I showed up wearing this:

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Or looked like this:
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Not that it would have mattered anyway my damn money is just as good as anyone else\’s!
I asked for a gift card, I was promptly corrected by being told it was a gift certificate. Well la de fucking duh! Most people use gift cards now and days, whatever…

Snotty cashier guy: How much would you like on your card?
Me: $40.00 dollars please
Snotty cashier guy: gives me a look like I just asked him for a gift certificate with $2.50 cents on it.
me: I glared at him, gave him my money.
Snotty cashier guy: Takes his sweet old time filling it out by hand and then says to me \” would you like to borrow my pen so that you can put the name in so that it matches the rest of the writing in this lovely green ink that matches so nicely?\”
Me: yeah sure why not, he\’s sucking up enough of my time, might as well take some of his as well. I bet he dis-infected his pen after I left.
Snotty cashier guy: Do you know how our gift certificate\’s work?
Me: I just looked at him and was like WTF!?! Who doesn\’t know how to use a fucking gift card! I however said no I don\’t shop here enlighten me.
Snotty cashier guy: Gives me a once over and a looked that screamed yeah it looks as if you don\’t ever shop here. Then in a VERY condescending tone tells me about their return policy and the like.

Honestly I felt like Julia Robert\’s in that scene of pretty woman when she get\’s kicked out of a store after being told her kind don\’t belong there and then goes by later with a ton of shopping bags from high end stores.
Fucking ignorant cashier snotty prick wearing a fucking suit. Who in the hell do you think you are treating me like that! So needless to say, I have very little intentions of ever going back there. It\’s not like it\’s rodeo drive or something, buddy better learn to get over himself and damn fast! Just because I am (to coin a phrase from Clint) not a fashion plate. Of course, I looked on my receipt and of course the douche bags name ISN\”T on the receipt. Whatever I\’ll take my money elsewhere cos I don\’t give a shit where my smoochiekins shops cos his clothes look better on my floor anyway!

Bill gates telling it like it is.

I was having a similar conversation with someone earlier today and even though I can\’t stand him, the points are valid and totally worth sharing as well.

Rule 1: Life is not fair – get used to it!

Rule 2 : The world won\’t care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3 : You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won\’t be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.

Rule 4 : If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5 : Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your
Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping: they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it\’s not your parents\’ fault, so don\’t whine about your mistakes, learn from them.

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren\’t as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent\’s generation, try delousing the closet in your own room.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades and they\’ll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn\’t bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don\’t get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF. Do that on your own time.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually
have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you\’ll end up working for one.

Dear God!

I don\’t have much to write about these days mostly because I\’m not doing what I was hired to do. Long story and totally not worth mentioning.

Maybe they\’ll fire my ass like Chartwell\’s did. Then again Chartwell\’s fired me based on Principle but they were waving my blog in my face, this of course is according to Benoit. Which is pronounced Ben-WA you know as in Ben WA balls ha ha!

Nice that I can talk freely about this, see they were just pissed because I spoke the truth of what working there is really like so let them try and come after me for libel because they can\’t Na Na Na Na FUCK YOU!

Apparently I dissed the managers, that\’s hilarious. Because I said they were wasting my cell phone minutes? Or how about the fact that they got sucked in by that pretty face and he ended up ripping off the company for hardcore amounts of money?

Can\’t fire me now can you fuckers! So Jacques you can go fuck yourself too OK. Yeah I just recently quit smoking, so i\’m a little cranky. Deal with it :p

Convenience store horror & hillarioty (another random rant)

This happened on Saturday but the events of the day were just too outrageous not to post. I scored the weekend off so I went to visit a friend in the west island. Stopped off at Arahova\’s for some food before I ran over to her place so we could have lunch together.

Since she\’s moving out, I figured I\’ll stop off at the dep near her house and pick up something to drink, that turned out to be a HUGE mistake. Generally it\’s not that busy when I go in there but this was the first time I had ventured in there on a Sat…

The door flew open and a ton of kids came flying out and some of them felt compelled to stand in the door and scream to their little friends and in turn blocking my path. Keep in mind that I have take out in my hands since there were no plastic bags to be had at the restaurant. I was tempted to drop it on their heads but I wasn\’t about to waste it on them. The line up was a mile long and I thought well with the monsoon of kids, that was somewhat to be expected.
They all finally cleared out until this older woman walked up to the cash and held the line up for an additional 15 minutes on top of the time I wasted waiting for the little irritating children to leave. Turns out she didn\’t have enough money in her wallet. She even went as far to empty out her change purse on the counter all the while holding onto her dog so she was doing this one handed so that of course takes even longer. After figuring out that she didn\’t have enough money, she wanted to pay debit so the girl scans her card and the lady just looks at the debit machine and has no clue what her pin number is! So then on comes the search for credit cards and the like, she finally paid and dropped her cards, her check book and her dog almost took off in the process… I mean seriously, who beings their dog into a store? Let alone buys more stuff then they have money for. Seriously, that makes me even more glad that I don\’t work with the public anymore!

So Carly and I go out for dinner( hours later)… On the way back we made the mistake of going back into the same store to grab a few things. Once again another hold up… This one was different though, the poor woman was new and poorly trained. Fair enough, I can be sympathetic to that. There was a few people in line in front of us including a fake tanned frat boy along with a gaggle of his friends buying a case of beer for his limo ride. So poor woman at the cash is trying to fix a void, and has someone behind the counter trying to help her so she\’s not paying attention to the people in line and frat boy takes off with said case of beer. A customer points this out to the cashier and she takes off and starts screaming at frat boy to give her the case of beer back. Meanwhile this arrogant, wanna be a thug sucks his teeth and calls the other guy a snitch. Customer looks at him and says excuse me? You don\’t steal and has this little thug bastard cowering into the chip rack. He should have hit the little bastard for being so ignorant but he didn\’t and the cashier raced back into the store, case of beer in tow. I twas pretty entertaining overall. Finally someone who knew what they were doing showed up and we finally got served. I\’ll miss her when she moves, but not that damn dep!

Although in happier news, I started a new job yet again but I have a better feeling about this one. My most favorite thing from my last job was convincing someone who is not familiar with French acronyms that SVP (which is please in case you didn\’t know) didn\’t stand for Si Vous plait ( or however that\’s spelled), but SUPER VAGINA POWER ha ha