eating only apples posted:

Comptroll The Forums posted:

Just... Just how big is the biggest knife on the counter? Is this a knife store? Was a customer picking up a knife that was already out of it and packaging? Do they just have random knives chilling at the counter where customers pick up their orders?

walrusman posted:

Obviously heavily dramatized, but definitely a thing that happens. When my grandma died, her garbage company wanted some ridiculous level of documentation before they would cancel her service (like, original death certificate sent by certified mail, etc.). My dad finally just yelled "fine, ruin her credit" and hung up. Last we heard from them, AFAIK.

Fathis Munk posted:

Fresh from the imgur frontpage:

kazil posted:

http://imgur.com/gallery/FqeQy

How do people think this is real at all? We live in a world where everyone has a camera ready to go, there's no way this happened and no one recorded any part of it.

tight aspirations posted:

kazil posted:

http://imgur.com/gallery/FqeQy

How do people think this is real at all? We live in a world where everyone has a camera ready to go, there's no way this happened and no one recorded any part of it.

tight aspirations posted:

Comptroll The Forums posted:

"It puts the avocado on its toast or else it gets the hose again."

"Please mister, just let me save for a house! "

"PUT THE AVOCADO ON THE loving TOAST. "

Comptroll The Forums posted:

Would you guac me? I'd guac me. I'd guac me hard

*tucks junk between legs and slow dances to mariachi music

quote:

This happened about 6 years ago.
I worked at (store that sells donuts that you may or may not dunk) that was in a somewhat far off location from the rest of the city in a relatively new shopping center. I was there when the store opened, and we never really got much traffic, but there was two large car clubs that came out twice a week to meet, and chat, and generally bring our store a lot of traffic. We were told that the clubs pretty much keeps the store afloat.
I worked there for a long while, and my manager was awesome. She did a great job of keeping everything stocked, gave out hours to people who actually worked their rear end off instead of playing favorites, and she was never unfair about warnings or suspensions.
One day, she got seriously ill and had to quit. I never knew the details, but it was serious enough for her to quit her job. Then comes Swagger McAsshole, our new manager. Now, Swagger McAsshole had all the charm and wit of a rabid chihuahua. He was a generally angry man, and thought himself to be above everyone else in the store. He popped the collars of his button up shirt like he was going to bring that trend back from the dead. Needless to say, Swagger McAsshole wasn't well liked.
He fired and replaced people left and right for usually petty or outright wrong reasons, and I was the last one standing, because for some reason, I was always asked to make the regular's coffee, because I would remember their names, what they wanted, and how they liked it, and I usually had it in the process of being made as soon as I saw them walking up to the door. The car clubs knew me by name.
Enter Hannah Handjob. She started hanging around the store. A lot. Swagger McAsshole and Hannah Handjob would often hang out in the Manager's office, sometimes with the door closed. Like we didn't know what the gently caress they were doing. A short while later, I find myself fired for some bullshit reason. I think what was written on my exit paperwork (which I refused to sign) was "wasting inventory", whatever the gently caress that meant.
Sorry for the long backstory. Here comes the revenge part. Remember those car clubs I talked about? I found their website and message boards, and told them my story. They told me how incredibly lovely they thought it all was, and always thought Swagger McAsshole was a poor replacement for our old manager. Both the clubs agreed to find a different venue for their morning to late afternoon meetups.
That was the death knell for that location. Three months later, I go back to turn in my uniforms, because I'm sick of looking at them in my closet, and they're all closed up. I don't know for sure that I had anything to do with their closing, but I'm at least 80% sure the car clubs were keeping them afloat.
TL;DR: Old manager quit, new manager was an rear end in a top hat and fired everyone from the original team. I made all their business go away, and they closed.

oldpainless posted:

Lab name change to Hannah handjob

Fathis Munk posted:

God what an amazingly boring story that could have been told in like 1/8th the time but nooooo he had to try and be witty.

Turtlicious posted:

It's weird he's assuming that a woman alone with a man means they're loving.

yeah I eat rear end posted:

I would hope the courts wouldn't side with the idiot who sees a large saltwater fish (or other animal) and can't resist trying to poke it. If you put a tiger in a petting zoo and someone gets mauled, sure, that's on you, but if someone gets bit by a fish surrounded with "do not put your stupid hands in here" signs, they deserve whatever financial and physical harm that results.

Olive Garden tonight! posted:

What if, say, a small child fell into a gorilla enclosure?

Olive Garden tonight! posted:

What if, say, a small child fell into a gorilla enclosure?

St Evan Echoes posted:

you prevent the child from being mauled alive by the gorilla, by shooting it dead