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I'll do a TL;DR at the bottom. Last paragraph, scroll down. And if you're not interested in reading all of this, just bow out.
My stats: Mayocel, 40+, 5'9, Burgerland
This story occurred a few days ago. I currently work at a supermarket. There I was, on my hands and knees, straightening up an aisle. I look up, and there's this foid I used to work with at a previous job standing right there next to me shopping. She's this fat, ugly, dykish mayobitch in her 30s.
BACKSTORY: I used to work in this department store unloading trucks a few years back. I'd come in early in the morning. This bitch also worked there in the office; she was responsible for payroll and whatnot. She'd come in AFTER me, but BEFORE the store actually opened. I had several problems with her. One morning, me and this other guy were bringing some items from the truck dock to the sales floor. Store wasn't opened yet, so the main entrance doors were locked. There was a bell for employees to ring if they wanted to come in. Me and the other guy were heading back from the sales floor to the truck when we heard the bell ring (we had to walk past the main entrance). The other guy was behind me a few steps and said, "I'll get the door."
So, I walked by first. I looked and saw her peeping in. I didn't do anything, because the other dude was going to answer the door. Evidently, she thought I was deliberately ignoring her. The very next morning, before the store opened, I went on break and unlocked the door for myself and went outside to smoke (something I'd done many times before). This bitch was already in the store, and nearby. When she saw me go outside, she promptly came up and locked the door on me. I had to ring the bell to get back in and she stood there staring at me. She eventually let me in and gave me a lecture on how, "You're not a manager, you have no right to unlock the door and go outside without permission!"
Interestingly, another co-worked told me that one morning he went out to get something from his car as she was heading in. He told her the door was unlocked, so she didn't have to ring the bell. She thanked him, indifferent to the fact that he had unlocked the door and gone outside. So, she was applying the rules willy-nilly. Didn't care when HE unlocked the door, locked me out when I unlocked it...
Another time, I went into the office where they kept tools in order to find a socket wrench to fix a collapsed clothing rail. She was in the office. We didn't talk. Shortly thereafter, she informed some other foid manager that I was "Wondering around aimlessly in the office," even though I was looking for a tool and it really wasn't any of her business.
Another time, I was in a room talking to some other foid manager about some bullshit. The door was closed, and this bitch knocked on the door, looked around, and said something to the other manager foid like, "Oh, uh, I thought you needed me for XYZ." In reality, it was, "Are you in danger being alone in the office with this ugly creep?"
PRESENT-DAY: In the grocery store, I stand up and she happens to be right there shopping. I decide to be boldly low-inhib and say to her, "Hey, you're that CUNT from the department store. You locked me out that one time. You were such a CUNT. Wow, what a CUNT you are," or something like that. I wasn't screaming, merely stating it matter-of-factly.
This cunt starts flipping out, screaming at other workers about my unacceptable behavior.
An old cashier lady in her 60s came up, all confused by the commotion. She tried to diffuse the situation, and told the CUNT that perhaps she should go into another aisle. The CUNT got livid and said, "I've been called a CUNT by him 4 or 5 times now!" I replied: "We can make it 6 or 7 if you want."
The CUNT then said to the cashier lady, "I want a manager, get me a manager!" I replied, "Yes, get a manager for this nice CUNT customer here."
She complained to the manager and left the store. The manager guy called me into the office and gave me a lecture on how it's inappropriate to call a customer a CUNT, but ultimately agreed with me about her behavior.
About an hour later, two police officers show up. I had to go into the office where they told me all about "harassment" and how the poor CUNT felt threatened. I denied calling her a cunt. They were trying to get me to admit to what I said, but I played dumb. They used the euphamism See You Next Tuesaday (C U Next Tuesday = CUNT). I feigned ignorance and said, "Tuesday, does she come here on Tuesdays? I don't know and I haven't seen her since I worked at the department store."
Anyway, this is just more evidence of how fucked up this clown world is and how ugly fucks have NO RIGHTS. Burgerland prides itself on free speech. According to these pigs, my state has very broad harassemt laws. I recorded some audio and can type up transcripts. The pigs said, "Well, she's very upset; harassement is based on how she feels."
We'll see what comes of this, but the CUNT only proved my point in calling the police. I should mention that a lot of these cashier foids are old women, semi-retired, don't seem to like the general public they have to deal with. They were actually on my side once this CUNT started getting nasty with them too. The CUNT expected them all to bend over backwards and shit pink for her. When they didn't, she got LIVID.
TL;DR: At my current job, a nasty CUNT from a former job came in shopping. When I worked with her, she was a really nasty cunt. When I saw her at my current job, I calmly called her a CUNT several times. She cried to the manager. After leaving, she called the COPS on me. The COPS came to the job and grilled me to confess to "harassment," but I didn't take the bait.
My stats: Mayocel, 40+, 5'9, Burgerland
This story occurred a few days ago. I currently work at a supermarket. There I was, on my hands and knees, straightening up an aisle. I look up, and there's this foid I used to work with at a previous job standing right there next to me shopping. She's this fat, ugly, dykish mayobitch in her 30s.
BACKSTORY: I used to work in this department store unloading trucks a few years back. I'd come in early in the morning. This bitch also worked there in the office; she was responsible for payroll and whatnot. She'd come in AFTER me, but BEFORE the store actually opened. I had several problems with her. One morning, me and this other guy were bringing some items from the truck dock to the sales floor. Store wasn't opened yet, so the main entrance doors were locked. There was a bell for employees to ring if they wanted to come in. Me and the other guy were heading back from the sales floor to the truck when we heard the bell ring (we had to walk past the main entrance). The other guy was behind me a few steps and said, "I'll get the door."
So, I walked by first. I looked and saw her peeping in. I didn't do anything, because the other dude was going to answer the door. Evidently, she thought I was deliberately ignoring her. The very next morning, before the store opened, I went on break and unlocked the door for myself and went outside to smoke (something I'd done many times before). This bitch was already in the store, and nearby. When she saw me go outside, she promptly came up and locked the door on me. I had to ring the bell to get back in and she stood there staring at me. She eventually let me in and gave me a lecture on how, "You're not a manager, you have no right to unlock the door and go outside without permission!"
Interestingly, another co-worked told me that one morning he went out to get something from his car as she was heading in. He told her the door was unlocked, so she didn't have to ring the bell. She thanked him, indifferent to the fact that he had unlocked the door and gone outside. So, she was applying the rules willy-nilly. Didn't care when HE unlocked the door, locked me out when I unlocked it...
Another time, I went into the office where they kept tools in order to find a socket wrench to fix a collapsed clothing rail. She was in the office. We didn't talk. Shortly thereafter, she informed some other foid manager that I was "Wondering around aimlessly in the office," even though I was looking for a tool and it really wasn't any of her business.
Another time, I was in a room talking to some other foid manager about some bullshit. The door was closed, and this bitch knocked on the door, looked around, and said something to the other manager foid like, "Oh, uh, I thought you needed me for XYZ." In reality, it was, "Are you in danger being alone in the office with this ugly creep?"
PRESENT-DAY: In the grocery store, I stand up and she happens to be right there shopping. I decide to be boldly low-inhib and say to her, "Hey, you're that CUNT from the department store. You locked me out that one time. You were such a CUNT. Wow, what a CUNT you are," or something like that. I wasn't screaming, merely stating it matter-of-factly.
This cunt starts flipping out, screaming at other workers about my unacceptable behavior.
An old cashier lady in her 60s came up, all confused by the commotion. She tried to diffuse the situation, and told the CUNT that perhaps she should go into another aisle. The CUNT got livid and said, "I've been called a CUNT by him 4 or 5 times now!" I replied: "We can make it 6 or 7 if you want."
The CUNT then said to the cashier lady, "I want a manager, get me a manager!" I replied, "Yes, get a manager for this nice CUNT customer here."
She complained to the manager and left the store. The manager guy called me into the office and gave me a lecture on how it's inappropriate to call a customer a CUNT, but ultimately agreed with me about her behavior.
About an hour later, two police officers show up. I had to go into the office where they told me all about "harassment" and how the poor CUNT felt threatened. I denied calling her a cunt. They were trying to get me to admit to what I said, but I played dumb. They used the euphamism See You Next Tuesaday (C U Next Tuesday = CUNT). I feigned ignorance and said, "Tuesday, does she come here on Tuesdays? I don't know and I haven't seen her since I worked at the department store."
Anyway, this is just more evidence of how fucked up this clown world is and how ugly fucks have NO RIGHTS. Burgerland prides itself on free speech. According to these pigs, my state has very broad harassemt laws. I recorded some audio and can type up transcripts. The pigs said, "Well, she's very upset; harassement is based on how she feels."
We'll see what comes of this, but the CUNT only proved my point in calling the police. I should mention that a lot of these cashier foids are old women, semi-retired, don't seem to like the general public they have to deal with. They were actually on my side once this CUNT started getting nasty with them too. The CUNT expected them all to bend over backwards and shit pink for her. When they didn't, she got LIVID.
TL;DR: At my current job, a nasty CUNT from a former job came in shopping. When I worked with her, she was a really nasty cunt. When I saw her at my current job, I calmly called her a CUNT several times. She cried to the manager. After leaving, she called the COPS on me. The COPS came to the job and grilled me to confess to "harassment," but I didn't take the bait.
