All adults should be forced to work retail one Christmas.
It changes a person.
It changes a person.
I worked at the jewelry dept at Sears when I was in high school… and then in the men’s department at Macy’s in my twenties one Christmas.
If you are a serial garment-unfolder - someone who just unfolds garments and holds them up and lays them down unfolded - I wish you harm.
If you are a serial garment-unfolder - someone who just unfolds garments and holds them up and lays them down unfolded - I wish you harm.
Stores don’t have some magic folding Roomba that comes around and tidies up after you.
Some dude named Mike who also has a full time job and is also actually me has to stay long after the store closes to fold up all shit you unfolded. Do better.
HoHoHo. Feliz Navidad.
Some dude named Mike who also has a full time job and is also actually me has to stay long after the store closes to fold up all shit you unfolded. Do better.
HoHoHo. Feliz Navidad.
That Christmas at Macy’s was literally twenty-five years ago and, as you can see, I am still mad about it.
Do people have no home training at all?
How did their mothers raise these people.
Clean up after yourself. It isn’t a bed and breakfast.
Do people have no home training at all?
How did their mothers raise these people.
Clean up after yourself. It isn’t a bed and breakfast.
I guess I should have covered this with my therapist at some point.
Anywaaaaay, happy holidays. Would you like a gift receipt? Oh, I’m sorry, we’re out of gift boxes. Have you tried customer service?
Anywaaaaay, happy holidays. Would you like a gift receipt? Oh, I’m sorry, we’re out of gift boxes. Have you tried customer service?
And as a closing note, consider this classic my gift to you.
If you haven’t seen it, it’s priceless.
If you haven’t seen it, it’s priceless.
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