They often say "do you feel like you should've been born at a different time, in a different place?" How bout a different planet, cause this one is fucked. At least i've been seeing more and more signs of impending doom. Let's not even get into the hurricane and bush, or the jewish move from the gaza strip, or anything like that. That's all too hot. Hot hot hot. No touch.
But tonight at work, there is this group, a father, mother and a little daughter. We gave them their lane and got them going, and after a while, they come up and tell us that their bowling balls are stuck at the back. This is a common problem, so we call back and they fix it. The second time this happens, the mother comes up looking furious, and says "our balls are stuck again. I think maybe we should get a few free games because this is ridiculous. we have to wait 10 minutes every time." First, i'm thinking, "you don't have to wait 10 minutes to tell us something's wrong" and secondly, we have no control over the balls in the back. It has to do with oil on the lane and such.
So we had to return the balls for them a few more times during the night and at the end we gave them a nice discount, and we figured they'd go home happy. A couple minutes later, i finally saw them walking out and each of them was carrying a couple stuffed animals from the crane game. I figured they'd just gotten kinda lucky or whatever, but it turns out the door wasn't locked to the game, which we also have no control over, and they'd just hoarked a whole shitload of our fucking stuffed animals. These stuffed animals that this guy gave to his little girl that was there. Try to rip us off if you want, and we'll be nice, but don't give your fucking stolen goods to your 6 year old daughter.
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