I used to work in a store, in the evenings, and there was a collection of customers who were a complete pain in the ar$e. Their worst habit was leaving it until just before closing time (11.00pm) before deciding they needed something from the shop. One particular guy actually banged on the door when we were locking up, insisted on being let in, spent what seemed an eternity looking round and then came to the check out with......three onions and a bottle of bleach.
What, like he couldn't survive until the morning without them? W*NKER!!!
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