I found myself with a friend perusing the "Spencer's Gifts" store for a pimp hat.
*Sales Girl* Are you guys going to be able to get the bitches to go along with the hat?
*Josh* I'm currently taking applications, so if you'd like to be my bitch you can submit one, I'll take a look at your qualifications.
*Sales Girl* How flattering. *Followed by a tirade to coworkers and several off handed comments to me the whole time about what an asshole I am.*
At one point, we had this exchange:
*Friend hands me a magnet that says "Save Road Head"*
"Wow, I'm so dyslexic I thought this said save Radiohead."
*Sales girl interjects from her corner*
"I'm dyslexic too"
"I'm really dyslexic."
"Well, I'm dyslexic and it's working out pretty good for me."
"That's cool"
It took all my will power not to say, "Yeah, but you're beautiful so Dyslexia is the least of your problems. I'd say you're at least an 8.5... Wait..."
I figured she'd be too stupid to get it though.
*Sales Girl* Are you guys going to be able to get the bitches to go along with the hat?
*Josh* I'm currently taking applications, so if you'd like to be my bitch you can submit one, I'll take a look at your qualifications.
*Sales Girl* How flattering. *Followed by a tirade to coworkers and several off handed comments to me the whole time about what an asshole I am.*
At one point, we had this exchange:
*Friend hands me a magnet that says "Save Road Head"*
"Wow, I'm so dyslexic I thought this said save Radiohead."
*Sales girl interjects from her corner*
"I'm dyslexic too"
"I'm really dyslexic."
"Well, I'm dyslexic and it's working out pretty good for me."
"That's cool"
It took all my will power not to say, "Yeah, but you're beautiful so Dyslexia is the least of your problems. I'd say you're at least an 8.5... Wait..."
I figured she'd be too stupid to get it though.
