i'm an asshole
it can take very little to make someone feel like an asshole or put in there place for the right reason.
last nite i was at target. i stopped there to use the bathroom (as rob was tiling the floor and had to take out the toilet), to get snacks for a movie, and to get cash to give to marcie since she bought the movie tickets on-line. (sex and the city 2 the second nite it was open..we weren't taking a chance of it being sold out- which it was smart cuz when we got there at 9:40 for a 10:30 show it was sold out). so i'm running through target bc it was crowded for 9:30 on a thursday nite. i cut through the clothes department to get around slow people (fyi- people in la and the la area walk SLOW!!) the upstairs line was long so i went downstairs to pay. i'm headed for the beacon of light- a cashier with only one person in their line!! then a guy with a cart half cuts me off. so of course i roll my eyes. they he's like you can go. and i'm like that's right cuz you cut me off jerk. so i walk up to the line and the little old lady that's in line sees i have 2 boxes of candy and a shirt (i couldn't really walk past a black 3/4 sleeve peasant blouse...) and says i can go in front of her. she really didn't have that much stuff. i asked if she was sure. she said yes. i said thank you. ( my mom did raise me with manners and all). i paid. i said thank you again. and i felt like an asshole. here i am rolling my eyes at this guy with like 2 things in his cart for trying to pick the short line just like i was and then the little old lady let me go in front of her.
last nite i was at target. i stopped there to use the bathroom (as rob was tiling the floor and had to take out the toilet), to get snacks for a movie, and to get cash to give to marcie since she bought the movie tickets on-line. (sex and the city 2 the second nite it was open..we weren't taking a chance of it being sold out- which it was smart cuz when we got there at 9:40 for a 10:30 show it was sold out). so i'm running through target bc it was crowded for 9:30 on a thursday nite. i cut through the clothes department to get around slow people (fyi- people in la and the la area walk SLOW!!) the upstairs line was long so i went downstairs to pay. i'm headed for the beacon of light- a cashier with only one person in their line!! then a guy with a cart half cuts me off. so of course i roll my eyes. they he's like you can go. and i'm like that's right cuz you cut me off jerk. so i walk up to the line and the little old lady that's in line sees i have 2 boxes of candy and a shirt (i couldn't really walk past a black 3/4 sleeve peasant blouse...) and says i can go in front of her. she really didn't have that much stuff. i asked if she was sure. she said yes. i said thank you. ( my mom did raise me with manners and all). i paid. i said thank you again. and i felt like an asshole. here i am rolling my eyes at this guy with like 2 things in his cart for trying to pick the short line just like i was and then the little old lady let me go in front of her.
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