A few years ago I worked in a convenience store/off licence
It was probably where it was situated (under my flat) that I found it an ideal place to work, having been cursed with laziness for my entire life. Anyhow, customers (clients yes?) were about as thick, if not thicker than the dolts under my employ.
For instance, fireworks night. Behind the counter in a HUGE display cabinet were lots and lots of lovely fireworks in lovely bright coloured packaging. A sign! Saying "FIREWORKS FOR SALE!!" ..then a neverending queue of stupid idiot blind customers coming up to the counter and asking.. "Do you sell fireworks?" which after about 2 weeks of it is bad enough.. until the 4th of November, when they were sold out.
The customers are then DIRECTLY faced with an empty cabinet and on it, in capital bastard letters is a sign that says "SORRY WE HAVE NO MORE FIREWORKS".. yes, you guess right..
'have you got any fireworks?' ..
'no, we have sold out if you can read the sign behind me that is 3 foot from your face'...
'so you haven't got any sparklers then?'
'no sir, we have no more fireworks' ..
'no bangers?'
To this day I would love to know how the bloody hell I did not bang that cabinet onto some idiots head.
( Jolly Fucking Lumas, Fri 2 Jan 2004, 12:24, closed)