I saw ZZZandeRRR working at the supermarket today

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 saw @Bad Optics at a grocery store in Boston yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
 
>a random "you should value yourself more" causes every female employee in the supermarket to simultaneously burst into tears
what a fucking retarded pasta. i hope whoever wrote it burned to death in a car crash
 
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