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apocalypsos) wrote2008-05-14 11:17 am
apocalypsos) wrote2008-05-14 11:17 am
First my brain hurt and now my sides are all sprained.
So I've been trying to write and that hasn't been working, and so I went to kill time on Not Always Right and was laughing at all the stupid customer stories, and this one had me laughing for, like, ten minutes straight.
(This is a friend’s experience while working at a popular fast food place on the overnight shift.)
Employee: “Thanks for calling, how may I help you?”
Customer: “Hi. I came through drive-thru earlier tonight, and there’s something wrong with my food.”
Employee: “Um, okay…what’s wrong exactly?”
Customer: “Well, I ordered ***, and there was a used condom on the sandwich.”
Employee, holding in a laugh: “Sir, that’s impossible. We don’t practice safe sex here.”
Customer: “Well played.” *hangs up*
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I really can't write. Really. It's pissing me off.
OMG WHY IS WRITING SO HARD. *cries*
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Also, is there a story yet where Dean's gone to Hell and Sam's gotten him back, and now it's next season sometime and they're fighting the war and whatever, and they've completely forgotten about Bela until all of a sudden she shows up as a demon? 'Cause there should be.
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Bwahahahaha,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
witchofthedogs, this one made me think of you:
Dog Owner: “Yeah, my Golden Retriever keeps bringing things back to me. Do you know why?”
Trainer: “Well, ma’am, what’s the second word in the breed’s name?”
Owner: “Uh…retriever?”
Trainer: “That would be why.”
(This is a friend’s experience while working at a popular fast food place on the overnight shift.)
Employee: “Thanks for calling, how may I help you?”
Customer: “Hi. I came through drive-thru earlier tonight, and there’s something wrong with my food.”
Employee: “Um, okay…what’s wrong exactly?”
Customer: “Well, I ordered ***, and there was a used condom on the sandwich.”
Employee, holding in a laugh: “Sir, that’s impossible. We don’t practice safe sex here.”
Customer: “Well played.” *hangs up*
***
I really can't write. Really. It's pissing me off.
OMG WHY IS WRITING SO HARD. *cries*
***
Also, is there a story yet where Dean's gone to Hell and Sam's gotten him back, and now it's next season sometime and they're fighting the war and whatever, and they've completely forgotten about Bela until all of a sudden she shows up as a demon? 'Cause there should be.
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Bwahahahaha,
witchofthedogs, this one made me think of you:Dog Owner: “Yeah, my Golden Retriever keeps bringing things back to me. Do you know why?”
Trainer: “Well, ma’am, what’s the second word in the breed’s name?”
Owner: “Uh…retriever?”
Trainer: “That would be why.”
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*sigh*
The sad thing is that it's so true...
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