The Change

I'm just gonna flat out say this.

Whenever I go shopping or buy food the one thing i hate the most is when the f$%king cashier counts the change in my hand.

Why can't she/he or it count the damn change before giving it to me. I don't get the purpose of this? Is it to show you that they gave the right change or they don't have any confidence in their mathematic skills and would like to count infront of you???

The other day, I wasn't in the best mood and this fella in Mickey Ds was counting the change in my hand. And i said just give it to me and the damn gay cashier thought i was in a hurry so he counted it faster in my hand...

Lesson for the week is listening skills. I learned this the hard way....

Here's a story from a guy named Bill. On weekends, bill would always drive up the mountains where there are no roads and one wrong turn can be dangerous. Since Bill was driving a porsche and he knows the mountain by heart he would always go to relax. One time, as Bill was about to approach a blind turn, he slowed down... Then a car out of control coming down was swerving all over the place... Bill thought the other car would surely hit him.... Then miraculously the other car regained it's control when it was about to hit Bill's car. The lady driver yelled out to Bill, "PIG!!!" To his surprise, Bill thought he did nothing wrong so he quickly shouted "Bitch!!!" and continued on driving with a smirk on his face thinking he got the last laugh. After he made a turn he bumped into a pig.

Don't jump to conclusions will you people? Fblog is becoming educational huh? Fuckers!