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So i was doing my mid week shopping this morning. Didnt have much just a couple of items and so i went to the self service checkout. I queued and waited my turn. Finally it was my turn when this woman who had half a trolley load stood right in front of me.

She turned round and said "You dont mind do you its just that my parking ticket is going to run out very shorly?"

Um why yes i do mind. But i replied politely as i could given that my knees were sore as hell.

"Sorry but i do mind and im hardly stood here for the good of my health."

She then turned her politeness up a notch to evil bitch level and replied "Well i wouldnt expect anything else from your sort and im sure you would have pointed it out to me before i even asked you."

My sort? My brain went it overload. MY SORT! How rude is the woman wanting to be. So i growled through clenched teeth "Your dam right my sort would!"

So she turned her trolley round to go to the back of the queue.

As i went to the till one of the workers came up to me and thought oh hell here we go. Im gonna get a ticking off. But nope instead she "Good on you. She tries it everytime she is in here." Well that made me feel a little bit better in my choice that i had made.

But again really my sort???? I was not aware i was being chatergorized when standing in a queue waiting my turn.

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Em0d0LL
19:16 Mar 13 2013

Sounds like the old farts here in Florida this guy told me that old people on carts have the right if way even though he nearly ran me and my kids over to get to the juice he said young people need to wait I was so pissed and this one time my 13yrold had her toe nail removed and was in a boot but was in pain and we was at Walmart and she got a electric chair an old man told she could walk the chairs are for old people I ripped him a new one the cart lady laughed and said to me good for you!

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So been a lazy quiet day once again, or at least it was till the kids came home from school. It would appear that some of my eldest sons friends are well putting it quite frankly frightened of me. How so you may wonder...........Well when a 17 year old sends a 9 year old to my front door to ask for my son to come out i figure that is a big clue.

So i did what any sensible parent would do. I told the 9 ear old that if the 17 year old wanted my son to come out and play he had to put his big boy pants on and come ask me himself. So the 9 year old went away with that answer laughing.

Well would you believe it the 17 year old must have found his big boy pants cause he knocked on my front door. He was polite in asking if my son was in. I replied why yes he is but he is not allowed out cause he did wrong and will be allowed out when i say so.



Now really what is so frightening about that?