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This brings up another pet peeve of mine. Cashiers. You go do your weekly shopping or whatever, spending up to $200 [ I got four kids ] and the cashier [ usually a teenage girl ] will barely look at you because shes to busy talking to the girl at the next register or to the bag-boy. Pisses me off.
On the same subject....you take home the $200 worth of groceries and the next day one of the four bastards whom live in the same house will open the fridge...stand there for 5 minutes and proclaim [ loud enough for the neighboors to hear ] that "THERES NOTHING TO EAT".
sorry.....had to vent.
Had to add one more thing. When you bring home all those groceries and are bringing them into the house, the kids all manage to dissapear.
Last edited by newb; 09-10-2004 at 05:45 AM.
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