Me: Outside, I am having difficulties and can't get it unrolled. After these customers I will get Pat to help me with it.
Ass: No I think you go get it now, to hell with the customers, you are just being a lazy bitch
Patrick: You know what I'll go do it real fast. (heads outside)
Ass: MAKE SURE YOU KNOW HOW TO TURN IT ON!
Ass: (to me) You didn't even try did you?
Me: I don't have to take this shit from you. If you wanna water those plants get the damn hose yourself. Customers are more important than you are and I am not going to get my butt reamed for making them wait so I can go diddle with the hose. I will be happy to call my manager for you to complain to, otherwise get the fuck out of my face and off my register.
Ass: If you people would water those plants in the first place then we wouldn't have this problem!
Me: I am just a cashier. Outside plant watering is not my job. Again, I will call my manager if you wish to bitch, but until the get the fuck out.
Patrick comes waltzing back in telling him the hose is screwed up and to if he wants it he can go play with it his damn self. HOORAY PAT!!!!
Sorry I don't put up with that shit.
Otherwise everything has been just fine. Paul is starting a new job on Tuesday and It will be a little lonely around here. I'll figure something out. :P
Got a barbecue/cookout w/e tonight so I better go finish vacuuming and get my smelly booty in the shower.