working in retail is so fucking crazy. it’s like an alternate universe. one time, I was scanning some deli cheese and the customer said, “that’s on sale for however much” and I said, “oh yeah that’s a good deal deli stuff can be expensive” then he says, “it’s for my friend. do you want to meet me friend?” and at this point I’m fuckign terrified and he OPENS his JACKET and sitting in the inside pocket is a TINY DOG
this pigeon was having trouble pecking at a stale cookie on the street so i went over and crushed it with my foot so it could eat better and i think that was the nicest thing i did this year
FUCK YOU GUYS WHO THOUGHT THAT I CRUSHED THE PIGEON AT FIRST IM A NICE PERSON
















