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Things That Happened On My First Day At Target
-Sold lingerie to an eighty year old woman
-Got a free salted caramel frappacino from the suspectedly gay barista, Parker
-Sold a bra to the mom of a sixteen year old girl who was cringing the entire time
-Had a very engaging conversation with a three year old boy about colors. We both like blue.
-Served an old woman who I thought had an impressive mustache, but it was just nose hair
-Watched her and two other women with her get trapped between two sets of automatic doors because they did not understand how to open them. How they got through the first set, I still do not know.
-Sold fifteen gallons of kitty litter to a soccer mom who refused to break eye contact
-Got a second free starbucks drink. This one was a pumpkin pie one that wasn’t even on the menu. I like this barista man.
-Gave dozens of children stickers. Several of them squealed when they got them. This is the best part of my job.
-Sold an old man $200 of furniture and got him to sign up for a Target credit card. Before he finished the last step, he turned and walked away with his cart without a word.
-He still hadn’t paid. I called him back and he apologized, saying “sorry, sometimes my diabetes makes me do that.” He didn’t finish getting the card.
-A woman came up with $220 of items. After a wad of coupons and a stack of free gift cards from other promotions, her total went down to $55. I want her to teach me.
-Saw a girl skipping down the aisle in what can only be described as a pink princess fairy wedding dress. She was filled with happiness and if I hadn’t been on the clock I would have taken her. At the very least, I want that outfit for my own.
-Got approached by a large man named Jason. He told me not to steal. I will take this advice to heart.
-Met a woman referred to only as The Cat Lady. She asked if I wanted her to buy me a keychain from Ross. I told her I had no keys. She nodded solemnly and walked away, whispering their exact location inside Ross, just in case.
-Got called into the HR Head’s office at the end of my shift. I was expecting to be yelled at for some reason. She and another lead showered me in compliments for ten minutes straight, saying a lot of managers had been saying great things about me all day. Not what I expected, but I’ll take it.
Day Two:
-Intimidating farmer man in overalls and pigtails came through my checkout. He bought a bucket. He spoke no words. He made no eye contact. He left me with questions.
-Three college boys came through, each buying spandex and makeup wipes. They spoke no words. They made too much eye contact. They left me with more questions. I question when this job will provide answers.
-A three year old came through, pushed by his personal chauffeur. He bought one small Spider-Man onesie. He carried out the entire transaction on his own. He was the most polite customer I have had so far.
-Three people walked away without their change. Only two returned.
-A man bought thirty light bulbs with a coupon. He told me he did not need thirty light bulbs. He just likes coupons.
-He then walked to customer service, claiming to have returned several things he did not mean to. He then walked a lap around the store and left. He did not leave the store with his light bulbs. They were nowhere to be found.
-A customer came through looking nervous. She leaned over the counter. She whispered to me. Someone had pooped in the baby supplies aisle. All evidence pointed to it not being a baby.
Day Three:
-Two children came through the line. They were chanting to their mom through heavy streams of tears. “WE WANT STICKERS MOMMY.” There were no stickers at any of the registers. They continued crying. I failed my people.
-An old woman bought five bottles of wine and a large bottle of vodka. Her license told me she had lived through World War II. Her smile told me she was still living.
-I sorted through the candy in the checkout lanes. I was meant to set aside candy that had expired in the last month. A box of Kit Kats was found that had expired in February of 2015. One was missing. I hope the poor sap is okay.
-Clearance school supplies have arrived. A man bought 71 spiral notebooks for $6. A woman bought 110 folders for $4. I hope they meet each other. I would like to see the child of two math problem characters.
-A bearded man named Rusty came through. I sold him a bottle of Crystal Light powder and a gallon of water. The powder was empty. The water jug had an inch of pink water left in it. How long has he been inside the store already. His beard intimidated me too much to ask.
-An elderly man in a fedora pushed two full carts into my lane. They were both filled to the brim. He bought 52 12-packs of Mountain Dew. 12 were diet. He repeatedly told me he was 80 years old. As I handed him his receipt, he leaned in and whispered, “I’m going to get DRUNK.” He pointed at his carts, smiled at me, and scurried away with his definitively alcoholic purchase. I wonder if he knows. I wonder if he cares.
This sounds both accurate and like an episode of WTNV.
“I would like to see the child of two math problem characters”.
target gothic
This is best thing I have ever read
Put this in the MoMA
Where the fuck can you buy Vodka at Target?
so in writer’s craft our assignment is to write the worst poem we can possibly create
and we’re having a contest and i think i’m going to win
Okay here’s a dramatic reading of it
aRE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME I’M GONNA PISS
EVERY FUCKING TIME
i just want a nigga to eat me out and support my dreams.
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
IT IS MINT GREEN
Man I feel really bad for the Tumblr Staff because I bet they aimed for Tumblr to be a cool, suavé, photographic place for artists but in reality it’s made up of hormonal teenagers who obsess over gay fictional characters, and can’t even handle the reblog button turning green to teal
IT IS MINT GREEN
staff:
IT IS MINT GREEN
Reblogging to see the colour of the reblog button
Oh my god, it’s like olive green now! Da fuck
what is this
This is way too dark to be mint green
for those of you wondering if i caught the paras, i totally did and he is now a Big Boy
My friend sent me this after she won 3000 dollars off a scratch off. Reblog so that you can have good luck too
that’s a lot of dollars
IT WORKES I GOT PAID THREE DAYS EARLY
THAT’S FUCKING AWESOME
Pleeeeeease he needs the new laptop
If you ever wonder what goes on at Nike once the store closes…
HOW MANY PEOPLE WORK THERE OMG
I have never seen this many employees in a retail store at the same time ever
My reaction to Instagram Stories
thug life.
Fat girls in body-con dresses. Fat girls in lingerie. Fat girls in leggings. Fat girls in bikinis. Fat girls naked. Fat girls in whatever they want or not want to wear without being shamed or sexualized for it.
romantic love isn’t everything. love comes in many forms. when he bought you coffee. when she complimented your outfit. platonic love is just as good. friend love is good love too.
Ain’t no such thing as a female that text back slow she will hop out the shower to text u back if she feeling you
I can’t handle this
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Me: *gets anxiety making a phone call* Also me: *feels completely at ease and downright cheerful wandering around unfamiliar city with only vague knowledge of how to get to where I’m going*
i’m heartless but i’m also the most sensitive person alive
college???????? living on my own????????? paying taxes??????