God damnit.

[Title27GT]

Okay, so I came into work for an hour or 2 today because I had strong urge to smell the rotting corpses of the subway system and I didn't have anything better to do.I work on 42nd (Broadway) near ESPNZone and there's always a bunch of god damn idiot tourists who come to New York without the proper footwear and they come into our store and I hook them up with some Merrels or Suaconeys. Bassir probably knows exactly what I'm talking about.
So anyways, EVERY once in a while a broadway actor will come in to look. Today, John Gallagher Jr. from Spring Awakening came in. I knew it was him because I used to see the commercials every damn 5 minutes and he had his costume in a nike gym bag. He came in and I asked him how he was and if I could help with anything. He just stayed silent for a few seconds and then said "no". After he perused through the Walking shoes a bit he asked me if we had Birkenstocks. I said "No, we only sell sneakers here." (Hence the name of the store, "Athletic Shoe Factory"). He looked at me like he was confused out of his mind. "You DON'T sell Birkenstocks?" at this point I already knew he was a pompous asshole. "No sir, but we do have Merrils." He gave out a sigh. "You guys are the only shoe store on this street, and I've been looking for Birkenstocks all over the city." I was going to refer him to some other type of shoe but I wanted him to gtfo so I said "Modell's down the street has some Birkenstocks, I'm sure." He let out another dramatic sigh and stormed out of the store. The funny part was that he tried to slam the door but he couldn't because I had locked the mechanism


Christ, some people are retards.

[The artist formally known]

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[Wrench]

What a dick. I hate people like that.

[NOA_Haunted]

I enjoyed that story.

[Title27GT]

I enjoyed that story.

I CAN DIE HAPPY

[NOA_Haunted]

I CAN DIE HAPPY

GOOD