I'm standing at the kiosk the other day, an unshaven man and his wife approach me, "errrrrrrrr" he says and starts pointing at the cigerettes, I replied "Hi, you alright? have you paid for them already?" referring to his Irn-Bru and newspaper, to which he grunted back at me, breifly before continuing to not remember the fags he's probably smoked all this life.
After being given the newspaper to scan, I reached out towards the Irn-Bru, when he snatched from the counter, passed it to his wife, and says "Oh, get lost you," she disaprrovingly said "hey you" to her ill behaved hubby.
I then responded by saying "Sorry about that I wasn't sure if you had already paid for it or not," I then quickly thought "actually, I haven't done anything wrong" and so I followed by saying, "and don't tell me to get lost either."
At this point the gentleman who is still 'erm'ing,' then starts 'pfft'ing' and then begins walking off and shouting "f*ck you, I'll tell you to get lost all I f*cking want," his wife apoligised and then went outside to get her telling off.
Poor woman.
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