Not only is the customer that refuses to call me anything but “hun” in here, but I’ve also gotten
“This 720p off-brand TV isn’t as good as my 1080p LG TV. I’m not satisfied so I’m returning it.”
*after customer has thrown their product in the counter and started reciting their phone number before I’m even logged into the system* “Y'all need to hire someone that knows how to program an interface so it doesn’t take 10 minutes to do anything while checking out.”
If a cashier asks to see a Photo ID, just GIVE them your Photo ID!! You know what’s not a Photo ID? Your credit card that has a Photo on it. Yes, there is a photo on it. No it’s not a Photo ID. And you not giving me a Photo ID looks shady. Just sayin.
It’s for U.S. Cellular, specifically advertising how great their streaming service is. You can even , the guy in the ad says, stream hours of grass mowing.
And I go… “wait a minute…that sounds weird…why hasn’t this ad ended yet?”
And I look at the bottom.
the ad is seven hours long.
UPDATE
i’m half an hour in
the guy’s come back a couple times. his mower broke down and he went to get more gas. he came back and started it up again, drove around a few more times making comments about it being fun and “you still watchin? weird.” After a bit he took out a ruler and started measuring the grass.
He pulled out a book and a lawn chair and started reading, but he just left and said he’ll be back soon
he brought out an umbrella but it fell over so he left and came back and tried to fix it but it completely broke so he stalked off, dragging the chair behind him. i’m loving this.
HE BROUGHT OUT A HAND-HELD UMBRELLA
he’s really getting into the book
He put away the umbrella and book and stuff and now he’s measuring the grass again.
HE’S GONNA PLAY CROQUET
the sprinklers turned on…i’m two hours into this thing
In the lower regions of The Castle, you can find a few bottle of wine, some of which are called “Amotillado Bottle.” Across from this, is a skeleton hidden behind a brick wall. This is a reference to a famous short story called the Cask of Amontillado by Edgar Allan Poe. In which a man imprisons someone in a wine cellar by building a brick containment for him, after drinking some Amontillado.
Poe was a native Bostonian, so this reference is not completely surprising.
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
