Bad Optics
Ediot
I went to the supermarket earlier today, to buy some cheese and bacon, you know? So I went up to the guy working there and to my surprise, it was @ZZZandeRRR . He said: "Good morning, how can I help you?"
I couldn't believe it, this naughty bitch was offering himself to me at 7 am, but I managed to keep myself calm and said: "Good morning. I want 300g of mozzarella cheese and 300g of bacon please."
He started working on my order, and after a while he came to me and said "Sir, I acidentally put 350g of cheese instead of 300g. Can I leave it or do you want me to take some off?"
Holy fucking shit. I couldn't believe what this cum-addicted slut just said. He knew I only wanted 300g of cheese, but instead of giving me what I asked for he decided to try to have sex with me. I'm gonna explain it to you: what's the difference between 300g and 350g of cheese? That's right, 50 grams. What else has 50 grams? Yes, that's the average weight of a condom packaging, and also the average amount of sperm expelled during a sexual act. And worst of all, do you know which sentence has 50 letters? "Oh daddy please destroy my bussy and cum in my little slut ass".
I was shocked at the audacity of this whore, but I was better than this. I told him to take a little bit of cheese off, and he said: "is 308g alright sir?" I was shaking and sharting at this point. I couldn't believe he was humiliating himself like this. Do you know what has 8 letters? "I love you". But I didn't love him, I didn't love this attention deprived man thot back. So I just said: "I'm not going to give in to your schemes. You should value yourself more, you are better than this".
As I was paying for my products at the cashier I could hear a great commotion, and I saw that ZZZandeRRR and all the other employees were crying in unison. I left the supermarket knowing that I did the right thing.
I couldn't believe it, this naughty bitch was offering himself to me at 7 am, but I managed to keep myself calm and said: "Good morning. I want 300g of mozzarella cheese and 300g of bacon please."
He started working on my order, and after a while he came to me and said "Sir, I acidentally put 350g of cheese instead of 300g. Can I leave it or do you want me to take some off?"
Holy fucking shit. I couldn't believe what this cum-addicted slut just said. He knew I only wanted 300g of cheese, but instead of giving me what I asked for he decided to try to have sex with me. I'm gonna explain it to you: what's the difference between 300g and 350g of cheese? That's right, 50 grams. What else has 50 grams? Yes, that's the average weight of a condom packaging, and also the average amount of sperm expelled during a sexual act. And worst of all, do you know which sentence has 50 letters? "Oh daddy please destroy my bussy and cum in my little slut ass".
I was shocked at the audacity of this whore, but I was better than this. I told him to take a little bit of cheese off, and he said: "is 308g alright sir?" I was shaking and sharting at this point. I couldn't believe he was humiliating himself like this. Do you know what has 8 letters? "I love you". But I didn't love him, I didn't love this attention deprived man thot back. So I just said: "I'm not going to give in to your schemes. You should value yourself more, you are better than this".
As I was paying for my products at the cashier I could hear a great commotion, and I saw that ZZZandeRRR and all the other employees were crying in unison. I left the supermarket knowing that I did the right thing.