Days gone byyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

[lyssie]

So. Today has been kinda... boring and not boring. For instance, I now have a brownie. So, go me!

But, the thing that precipitated the whole "I need tea. Fuck." was a customer comment. She loves bread. A certain brand of bread saves her day.

Dear god. The inanity of her life...

Also? When I need to let management know that, yes, this IS how this stupid customer writes, I stick [customer verbatim] at the bottom. However...

[customer verbatim] = Lyssie shorthand for "This customer is an asshat."

Because most of them are.

If I never read another complaint about the cash register receipts, I will... die a happy woman. Unless Sam kills Jack and runs off to have lots of babies with McKay and Ford.

Comments

[rexlapinii.livejournal.com]

I'm now imagining a loaf of bread in tights and a cape. The tights are sort of squashing the bread, and I have no idea how it's supposed to fit into my mental toaster now.

[customer verbatim] sounds like it would be fun to use.

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

*snickers madly*

Thank you. I needed to laugh.