NO, I DON'T KNOW...

... NOR WOULD I LIKE TO KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ever have that customer who will not shut the fuck up?... Even when you aren't giving him any attention? if you have not had that customer yet, I pray that you get one so you will KNOW what it feels like.

I don't mind chit chatting with my customers; however when you see me trying to figure out billing crap and juggle other customers, then leave me the fuck alone. Oh and let me add this, this customer has called me every name in the book except mine. From Meg to some ugly ass name with a T. It is nowhere close to my name. I even gave up on correcting him. I just call him Bob. No joke. It is not his real name but he doesn't say anything when I call him Bob. Maybe he doesn't know his own name? He is in his 50s... maybe 60s... His wife is funny, but she will be talked about later on.


So Bob starts reminiscing with me about how he used to collect comics and how he has a bunch of books worth a lot of money. At the end of the sentence he kept adding "you know?"... No I don't know nor do I want to find out but he continues to go on and on. Now I don't mind talking about sports with my customers. As a matter of fact, I love sports... but again, today wasn't the right time to talk about baseball.

So he continues until I finally crack and tell him that I was busy. Did he get the point? Of course not. He continued. Finally, I took a load out of wash so I can leave the front area, only to be followed. I turned to him and gave him a look and he backed off. All it took was a look? Maybe I should be trying that with every other customer.

His wife is another nutjob but seeing the two of them, is a comedy act. She is disgusting too. She walks past me and farts loudly. She uses vulgar language and she always argues with her husband. I believe she might be older than him. I will never forget this one day where the two of them were arguing over ice cream. The wife goes to get ice cream and doesn't ask if Bob wants some and this is what they exchange:

Bob: Why didn't you get me ice cream?
Wife: You don't need it and its mine.
Bob: Yeah well you don't need it either. Give me some ice cream.
(Mind you she only has one scoop of ice cream)
Wife: Fuck, you go get some yourself. This is my ice cream.
(Bob goes to get ice cream and he comes back with half a pint)
Wife: You are a fat fuck. You don't need it! Give me some.
Bob: NO! You should have shared.

They exchanged a couple of more "F" words and then changed the subject to how much she cannot stand going to the "home" to see his mother.

Old people crack me up... unless they are crazy like the one from yesterday.