This has got to be a first....
And I was there!
And it is me!
And I'm pissed off, and yet, I'm not pissed off. Its more like shock.
Ok, here's what happened. I made a lengthy trip to the not so local Harbor Freight, to get an el cheapo heat gun.
They wanted my name, phone number, and address.
Nope. I'm paying cash, please just take my money. The heat gun was $14.99, and I had $16.00 at the ready.
They NEED to have my name, phone number, and address. They did not believe that I was (jokingly) Barack Obama, phone number unlisted, and my address was 1600 Pennsylvania Ave, Washington DC
Please take my money. First, they NEED to have the name phone and address, and now, email address too.
I told him, put YOUR name and information in the blanks. Can't do that I'm told. Well put your MOTHER's name in then, let her get the annoying email and junk mail.
Here comes Ms. ethnic, the porcine manager. "Wuh seem to be da problum?" The clerk said I insulted his mother. No, I just said put her on the mailing list instead of me. Clerk says.... why should she get all the fliers we send instead?
My reply - IF IT AINT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOUR OWN MOTHER, DON'T TRY TO PASS IT OFF ON ME!
Ms "ethnic doo" with the "super-size me" bootie flies off the handle. "Dats it sucka, yu band, yu band fo life! Donchu come back no mo' in dis place. Yu outa he fo life!"
I put the sixteen bucks on the counter, took the heat gun, and told 'em to keep the change.
This is my f'n Saturday folks.... what a trip.
And I was there!
And it is me!
And I'm pissed off, and yet, I'm not pissed off. Its more like shock.
Ok, here's what happened. I made a lengthy trip to the not so local Harbor Freight, to get an el cheapo heat gun.
They wanted my name, phone number, and address.
Nope. I'm paying cash, please just take my money. The heat gun was $14.99, and I had $16.00 at the ready.
They NEED to have my name, phone number, and address. They did not believe that I was (jokingly) Barack Obama, phone number unlisted, and my address was 1600 Pennsylvania Ave, Washington DC
Please take my money. First, they NEED to have the name phone and address, and now, email address too.
I told him, put YOUR name and information in the blanks. Can't do that I'm told. Well put your MOTHER's name in then, let her get the annoying email and junk mail.
Here comes Ms. ethnic, the porcine manager. "Wuh seem to be da problum?" The clerk said I insulted his mother. No, I just said put her on the mailing list instead of me. Clerk says.... why should she get all the fliers we send instead?
My reply - IF IT AINT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOUR OWN MOTHER, DON'T TRY TO PASS IT OFF ON ME!
Ms "ethnic doo" with the "super-size me" bootie flies off the handle. "Dats it sucka, yu band, yu band fo life! Donchu come back no mo' in dis place. Yu outa he fo life!"
I put the sixteen bucks on the counter, took the heat gun, and told 'em to keep the change.
This is my f'n Saturday folks.... what a trip.
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