yes you read that right. welcome to the world of retail. i've seen some pretty terrible stuff working as a cashier these past two years. tonight i think i'll share with you some of the scariest of all...
just tonight i saw a man in my peripheral vision. i judged him to be about 17 from the clothes he was wearing. i looked up. he was at least 45.
a mother and daughter (the fashion of one obviously influenced the other) who were a tad round. but they thought that if their shirt and pants were touching at least some of the time, their clothes fit.
a woman in her early fifties wearing a straw hat with a strap under her chin. a white t shirt tucked into blue ice cream cone pants (you know, cinches your waist, makes your bum look astronomical and tapers to nice little point at your feet) and those horrible velcro sandals that 5 year old boys wear. i would like to point out: no wedding ring and buying cat food.
all hairy men in tank tops. just sayin.
hispanic woman who was wearing jeans. they were at least three sizes too tight. i know this because she had three inches of stomach fat sticking out all the way around the waistband.
jersey shore wannabe: i think the waistband of his jeans was at least halfway down his thigh. he must have been wearing like five sweatshirts (getting progressively larger). or he was wearing football pads underneath just 2 sweatshirts.
that's all i can think of right now and i don't want to frighten you out of leaving your house ever again.
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