So. yet again, my scintillating Friday night was spent in a Big Lots.
Anyway, not once, but twice, I got this question:
"Excuse me, sir, do you work here?"
"Oh, no," I smiled...thinking all the while,
"Excuse me bitch, do I look that white trash?"
(don't answer that)
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You make me laugh softly on a daily basis...thanks!
I get that all the time.
Perhaps they think we are the Big Lots' Elves.
That are we truly are that white trash.
i love big lots!! but i got that a couple of times,too jason. and the bell ringer there this week for the salvation army was morbidly obese....
The same annoying thing used to happen to me, but I caution you Jason, be grateful for what you have. They recently closed the Hollywood Big Lots!
My Friday nights now belong, exclusively, to Turner Classic Movies.
When I go to the Big Lots in my neighborhood, I'm not just the only white trash person there I'm the only white person there. Which is sort of cool.
I say Work It. Demand your employe discount at the checkout line.
Weren't you «caboclo» (half indian)?
maybe, Fab that's it. Half breed= white trash.
Jason dear, do I hear you humming "Halfbreed" over there?
Oh, damn! This is too funny. Reminds me of when I did seasonal work at a Big Lots when I was in high school.
I think we both share the same kind of humorous/snarky view of the world!
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