So this is what happened this morning, granted I'm not a violent man and very seldom lose my cool. (Which in fact I didn't lose it btw
) So I get done with this mornings workout and I'm totally out of food at the house so what I normally do is stop by the grocery store and stock up.
Well I arrive to Dierbergs earlier than usually this morning and walk up to the door to find that they aren't opened yet. Well no biggie I figure I'd just wait in the truck a few minutes until they open, I was maybe 15 minutes early is all, I know they open at 6:00 a.m. Anyways a checker guy pulls up and he's a older man around 60+ years old or whatever. I stay in my truck for a few seconds to see if he opens the door and which he does with a key I guess, so I step out of my truck and proceed to walk up to the store. I guess he didn't have a key to the inner most part of the door to the store so he's in the mid section between the two automatic doors, etc... So I politely open the first set of doors and ask the dude, "Are you guys about to open?". He replies "We open at 6:00 a.m." in a nasty stern tone. So I say "Oooook...." and he's like "OK!". DAMNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!
that was it, I was on fire!!!! DUDE, I've been low carbing for about 45 days now and I'm living on fumes and I'm about twice as thick from ALL angles on your a$$!!!! Sorry for that.... but MAN I was heated.
I don't get it, why do people have to be this way. Regardless to make a long story short, I went back into my truck and just boiled! After the manager opened the automatic doors I went inside, the manager greeted me and my head was of been smoking because he was definitely panicing. He said, "Good morning sir" and I replied "How's it going?", "Pretty good, how bout you?" ......
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"Ummmm, NOT so good right about now...." He kind of just left it at that as I walked off with my temples about to burst from the side of my head
So I grab all my stuff and get to the old dude who is the checker and it's taking all but a very little pin drop to set me off. He's all kissing my ass and being very polite, I'm short with replies like "plastic...." , "I'll carry it", etc...
His last words, "Thank you sir and you have a wonderful day!!!!"
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I walk off. *still steaming and boiling"
THE END!
30 years younger dude... you would have to call your janitors to get me off you if you said another smart remark.