Sectretive Guy
Ever get creeped out by a customer? (… all you retail-ers out there)… I’ve had a few in the various jobs I’ve had. There was diaper guy, and white arian guy, and… Ah, the joy of working with wierdo people.
Ever get creeped out by a customer? (… all you retail-ers out there)… I’ve had a few in the various jobs I’ve had. There was diaper guy, and white arian guy, and… Ah, the joy of working with wierdo people.
Closest I ever got to a weird “customer” was the guy who hid out at Disneyland and then popped out of the bushes around 5am and asked me where the missiles were. I let Security from that point on…
Oh, the title has “Secretive” misspelled, Brig. Cool word, though.
Get out Randie! Get OUT!
Set Tasers for “Stun”!
Pete… Dang Grad Night-ers… (inside joke).
… and Poo… I can’t blame the msp on iphone.
Jack… yah… run!
Joe… she’s holding coffee… which CAN be used as a weapon, (although 3 ice coffees aren’t going to be much help)… scalding coffee would be better.
Sounds like cops or other authority, CIA maybe? are doing some surveillance!
“Oh, and I, uh, have a dozen police escorts! That’s right, a dozen burly police escorts, right beside me!”
Cheech and Chong routine by way of answerology.cosmopolitan.com…
*Soft knocks at the door* CHONG: Who is it? CHEECH: It’s me, Dave. Open up, man, I got the stuff. *More knocks* CHONG: Who is it? CHEECH: It’s me, Dave, man. Open up, I got the stuff. CHONG: Who? CHEECH: It’s, Dave, man. Open up, I think the cops saw me come in here. *More knocks* CHONG: Who is it? CHEECH: It’s, Dave, man. Will you open up, I got the stuff with me. CHONG: Who? CHEECH: Dave, man. Open up. CHONG: Dave? CHEECH: Yeah, Dave. C’mon, man, open up, I think the cops saw me. CHONG: Dave’s not here. CHEECH: No, man, I’m Dave, man. *Sharp knocks at the door* CHEECH: Hey, c’mon, man. CHONG: Who is it? CHEECH: It’s Dave, man. Will you open up? I got the stuff with me. CHONG: Who? CHEECH: Dave, man. Open up. CHONG: Dave? CHEECH: Yeah, Dave. CHONG: Dave’s not here. CHEECH: What the hell? No, man, I am Dave, man. Will you… *More knocks* CHEECH: C’mon! Open up the door, will you? I got the stuff with me, I think the cops saw me. CHONG: Who is it? CHEECH: Oh, what the hell is it…c’mon. Open up the door! It’s Dave! CHONG: Who? CHEECH: Dave! D-A-V-E! Will you open up the goddam door! CHONG: Dave? CHEECH: Yeah, Dave! CHONG: Dave? CHEECH: Right, man. Dave. Now will you open up the door? CHONG: Dave’s not here.
Ep… very well might could be. CIA needs coffee, too.
Dada… Yah. And my Rottweiler is right here with me… and…
stick… so listen kids, this is why you should stay away from drugs.
Heheh, I remember C&C when they were still doing stand-up before rock concerts. I don’t recall this particular bit, but it sounds like Tommy was just being smart, since the cops were onto Cheech. Don’t open that door, whatever you do!
Getting creeped out by a customer has been a daily ritual for the 10+ years (and continuing) I’ve worked in retail. Counted three today alone.
Oh, yeah… full moon has nothing to do with it. All myth. Yeah, whatever 😛
Kona… Being that I missed the whole drug culture thing (I was a young disco-ite of a fun-loving impressionable age… 8)… and so the Cheech and Chong thing didn’t enter my radar until later. But still, didn’t really catch on with me.
Alpha… Yes, retail customer-weirdo-ness… we retail and former retailers know them well. You cringe when you see them coming (the regulars, that is)… and you need a drink when they leave.