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June 15th, 2009
02:57 pm - The return of Pinky the clown Long time readers may remember my ex-co-worker/clown stripper entry from a few years back.* Well, Pinky showed up the other day at the store. She was all hunched, tweaky, and sniffly and was trying to quietly pass by the cheese section and into the backstock area. She had a bag, but I couldn’t tell if she had any products in it. I yelled out to her to stop as she shuffle-sneaked past.
“Don’t you remember me? I used to work here.” Pinky said. “I just need to use the bathroom.”
“Oh, I remember you. But you can’t go up there. You don’t work here anymore.”
She had every intention of just blowing past me, but four or five other workers -- who had just finished dinner – were blocking the stairs. Actually, she was blocking them too. Impasse. One of them, who just happens to look really, really tough, said, “This is workers only.”
Pinky saw that she wasn’t going to get past and that she was all of a sudden drawing a lot of attention. She also, between me, the workers on the stairs, and the people doing produce prep, was outnumbered 10 to 1.
“Whatever, Show-off!” she yelled non-sensically as she huffed away.
Luckily on of the produce workers followed her and saw her trying to get into our other backstock area across the store. This made her excuse even less believable since – as an ex-worker -- she knows there is no bathroom on that side of the store. She left then, before we had to officially kick her out.
Sigh. Another day at an urban grocery store…
*It's a very good story for context. I recommend this link.
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I had to stop reading at "that wheat grass delivery chick was fucking my boyfriend and she came through my line."
Oh my. I don't even want to know what she thought she was up to.
![[User Picture]](http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/84702292/1993732) | | From: | loolica |
| Date: | June 15th, 2009 11:56 pm (UTC) |
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This one going up on the other site, too?
![[User Picture]](http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/84702292/1993732) | | From: | loolica |
| Date: | June 17th, 2009 06:14 am (UTC) |
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NO! Ha. I was kidding!
that is pretty much the worst clown encounter ever! oh my god. a clown offering an enema, even in jest, is worse than my worst previous clown nightmare!
That is so "Clown Girl!" I am terrorized by the thought of this "growth industry."
I followed through to Ouchy the Clown's site. ...Okay, not surprised, especially since so many people fear clowns, but still, agh!
you're such a show-off! ah, you can always count on the crazy.
She was the one who got in a fight on the floor with a co-worker and called her something similar to, but probably more interesting than "skanky cunt," right?
Hahaha...yay random humanity.
"I noticed the clown too late" is how nightmares start.
I miss SF extra right about now.
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