I just got back from work, and I've never felt more unattractive. Check out the new store uniform:
Even in the most forced model style stance and photoshopped to death, it still looks frighteningly ugly. If it's too horrific just, uh, imagine me naked. Oh wait, don't! That'll only make things worse.
The thing I love most about working in a conveniance store (aside the fact my company is ethical), is the people. Here are a few incidences that happened today:
* Boy walks in carrying a massive rucksack, he opens it and begins to empty the shelves of tinned assorted chocolates- the expensive ones, dozens of them. Dispite the fact he was doing it right infront of my eyes, he tries to walk out. Shoplifting is meant to be a fine art, imagine the Artful Dodger in Oliver!, the youth of today really are lazy and tactless. For shame
* Man pays for pint of milk, he is carrying a bag stuffed full of bouquets of flowers.
I say 'What a lucky lady getting all those flowers'
He says 'Not really, my wife is dead. I'm off to the cemetary.'
D'oh! I was born with my foot in my mouth!
*Man puts cigerettes on the counter, I tell him the price. As he is about to hand me the money he looks at me, then freezes.
I say 'Are you alright?'
He says 'My god, you're beautiful. Sorry I was just overcome by your beauty!'
The man is about 70 years old, and I can't help suspecting he's being sarcastic as my uniform makes me look fat and horrible.
Tell me a story about your workplace!
And to stop this tedium, here are a pic of my favourite non-SG model, Darenzia:
Even in the most forced model style stance and photoshopped to death, it still looks frighteningly ugly. If it's too horrific just, uh, imagine me naked. Oh wait, don't! That'll only make things worse.
The thing I love most about working in a conveniance store (aside the fact my company is ethical), is the people. Here are a few incidences that happened today:
* Boy walks in carrying a massive rucksack, he opens it and begins to empty the shelves of tinned assorted chocolates- the expensive ones, dozens of them. Dispite the fact he was doing it right infront of my eyes, he tries to walk out. Shoplifting is meant to be a fine art, imagine the Artful Dodger in Oliver!, the youth of today really are lazy and tactless. For shame
* Man pays for pint of milk, he is carrying a bag stuffed full of bouquets of flowers.
I say 'What a lucky lady getting all those flowers'
He says 'Not really, my wife is dead. I'm off to the cemetary.'
D'oh! I was born with my foot in my mouth!
*Man puts cigerettes on the counter, I tell him the price. As he is about to hand me the money he looks at me, then freezes.
I say 'Are you alright?'
He says 'My god, you're beautiful. Sorry I was just overcome by your beauty!'
The man is about 70 years old, and I can't help suspecting he's being sarcastic as my uniform makes me look fat and horrible.
Tell me a story about your workplace!
And to stop this tedium, here are a pic of my favourite non-SG model, Darenzia:
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"The beer fridge is broken, it's basically a cupboard with see through doors, and half the shot pourers just keep pouring"
"Yeah...and some of the mic stands are fucked, and one of the speakers, plus half the stage is broken"
"A lot of the chairs are broken, and that table over there is held together underneath with gaffa tape...oh, and there's that hole in the wall where thingy got his head shoved into it"
"I remember that! Don't forget the office door has no handle, but I don't know if it counts because I don't think it ever had one"
"The airconditioning's broken, that's pretty major, especially for a club underground with no windows"
"Oh yeah, I meant to tell you - if you see it dripping when it's on, switch it off straight away, the water from it can transmit legionnaires disease"