The Drug Store...a place for Convenience
Last week I dropped off photos to be developed for boss man, one of those portable cameras, don't ask any more about it...I drop them of at the drug store, a place of convenience correct. I ask the "manager", [I'm using that term loosely here, what with the bad shirt, embellishments on the collar and buttons, think a bedazzled man-child, plastic cuff links, and faux-hawk, he just isn't what a manager should be, even in a Drug store, place for convenience], I ask, "yes, I'm here to pick up some pictures" I give him my little slip, he goes away comes, back, "not in ma'am"....ugh, not only are they not in he calls me MA'AM....ugh double ugh.
"I don't quite follow you on this, ummm CEDRIC, ASK ME I'M HERE TO HELP," {i read aloud from his name tag with MANAGER written below it) "I was in here last Wednesday and I asked how long pictures took...." interrupts me, "you didn't ask me".."OH, INDEED I did, it was at 9:45am last Wednesday, I recall because I had a 10 am meeting right after this little venture here, and I remember as I was walking into that thinking I'd just made a terrible mistake, Yes it was you, do you recall now?" "um-humm"
You told me 3 days, I said, so Friday, you said, 'maybe, Monday at the latest', I was ok with that. When do you anticipate them coming in now? "I'm gonna say Wednesday?" So a WEEK, they Take a WEEK, NOT 3 days"
Cedric: Well, the holiday, it was the holiday
Me: What Holiday happened since last Wednesday, I don't follow that?
Cedric: You know the holiday and the weather...um the snow today, you know and the holiday.
Me: THERE has been NO HOLIDAY...do you understand me, and there are cars out, I'm here at work, the sidewalk is DRY, what are you talking about?
Cedric: Well, you know, I mean maybe they're delayed or somthin'
Me: Cedric, Ask me I'm HERE TO HELP, I don't follow it seems as if you are blowing smoke up my butt on this one, am I right, am I getting warmer now?
Cedric: I'm sorry, yes, I don't know, but hopefully tomorrow.
Me: Cedric if the return of these pics were of no importance I would never had ASKED the Manager last week how long they took, do you understand?
Cedric: Yes, hopefully tomorrow, check back, k?
Me:NO NO NO, you CHECK and YOU CALL ME, here's the number and when you talk to my boss and he's going all crazy on me about these pictures, you can tell him to CHECK BACK..
Now, in tandem with the above there are two younger men, too old for school, but apparently too young to get a job, just old enough to smoke and talk with foul mouths and gold teeth loudly about their urges to piss and git up in dat ass of some poor female they know, are behind me in line...saying things like the aforementioned as well as the intermittent, she rippin' him a new one, you here dat, damn girl is throwin'down, i gotta piss fierce man, yo day gotta piss pot up in here!
Things like that, so while I'm rippin' poor C a new one I'm also hearing that from goldie and his partner.
They get up to the counter and say to the poor woman condemned to work here when she says, "Can I help you?"
Goldie: Yeah 2 tings
First you got a piss pot, I gotta piss fierce baby?
Furloughed woman: No, we don't have a public restroom
G: I'm gonna F%$#&* call my uncle then! You know him!?
FW: Call whoever you want, I don't have a public restroom
G: My uncle OBAMA, he's Uncle to every black man and he's gonna be pissed knowin'this place uv conveenence (that's how it sounded) don't got a piss pot for me!
hahahahahahaha
FW: Well call him then, I'll tell him I don't have a public restroom for him EITHER
Goldie proceeds to laugh and order 2 flavored cigars, WINE flavor and flash his goldness and tell the woman, "hey babe, I'm just f&^&%&*%& witya"
Believe me, myself and all the other poor slugs waiting on line were so amused, this is what you have to deal with when running an errand in the middle of the work day.
Now I'm cranky.
"I don't quite follow you on this, ummm CEDRIC, ASK ME I'M HERE TO HELP," {i read aloud from his name tag with MANAGER written below it) "I was in here last Wednesday and I asked how long pictures took...." interrupts me, "you didn't ask me".."OH, INDEED I did, it was at 9:45am last Wednesday, I recall because I had a 10 am meeting right after this little venture here, and I remember as I was walking into that thinking I'd just made a terrible mistake, Yes it was you, do you recall now?" "um-humm"
You told me 3 days, I said, so Friday, you said, 'maybe, Monday at the latest', I was ok with that. When do you anticipate them coming in now? "I'm gonna say Wednesday?" So a WEEK, they Take a WEEK, NOT 3 days"
Cedric: Well, the holiday, it was the holiday
Me: What Holiday happened since last Wednesday, I don't follow that?
Cedric: You know the holiday and the weather...um the snow today, you know and the holiday.
Me: THERE has been NO HOLIDAY...do you understand me, and there are cars out, I'm here at work, the sidewalk is DRY, what are you talking about?
Cedric: Well, you know, I mean maybe they're delayed or somthin'
Me: Cedric, Ask me I'm HERE TO HELP, I don't follow it seems as if you are blowing smoke up my butt on this one, am I right, am I getting warmer now?
Cedric: I'm sorry, yes, I don't know, but hopefully tomorrow.
Me: Cedric if the return of these pics were of no importance I would never had ASKED the Manager last week how long they took, do you understand?
Cedric: Yes, hopefully tomorrow, check back, k?
Me:NO NO NO, you CHECK and YOU CALL ME, here's the number and when you talk to my boss and he's going all crazy on me about these pictures, you can tell him to CHECK BACK..
Now, in tandem with the above there are two younger men, too old for school, but apparently too young to get a job, just old enough to smoke and talk with foul mouths and gold teeth loudly about their urges to piss and git up in dat ass of some poor female they know, are behind me in line...saying things like the aforementioned as well as the intermittent, she rippin' him a new one, you here dat, damn girl is throwin'down, i gotta piss fierce man, yo day gotta piss pot up in here!
Things like that, so while I'm rippin' poor C a new one I'm also hearing that from goldie and his partner.
They get up to the counter and say to the poor woman condemned to work here when she says, "Can I help you?"
Goldie: Yeah 2 tings
First you got a piss pot, I gotta piss fierce baby?
Furloughed woman: No, we don't have a public restroom
G: I'm gonna F%$#&* call my uncle then! You know him!?
FW: Call whoever you want, I don't have a public restroom
G: My uncle OBAMA, he's Uncle to every black man and he's gonna be pissed knowin'this place uv conveenence (that's how it sounded) don't got a piss pot for me!
hahahahahahaha
FW: Well call him then, I'll tell him I don't have a public restroom for him EITHER
Goldie proceeds to laugh and order 2 flavored cigars, WINE flavor and flash his goldness and tell the woman, "hey babe, I'm just f&^&%&*%& witya"
Believe me, myself and all the other poor slugs waiting on line were so amused, this is what you have to deal with when running an errand in the middle of the work day.
Now I'm cranky.
