Bad Sign Number Six Million And Eighteen

[bloodyrosemccoy]

Quitting your job in customer service in order to go back to your old clothing retail job, which pays less.

 

And which is going out of business.

 

Yes, I now have an extremely seasonal job. I couldn’t help it! Liquidation means low-low prices,* which means lots and lots of people buying shit, which means that your former co-workers all look like the walking dead! As I look for work, I must ease their burden—

 

—Ho, shit, what’s that on the horizon? Is that Christmas?

I'm doomed, aren't I?

 

And the moral of today’s story is: no matter how much something sucks, customer service is worse.

 

 

*Any rumors that I bought sort of a lot of really awesome clothes are filthy lies.  Pay no attention to the pepperminty-looking sweater I’m wearing.

Comments

[westrider.livejournal.com]

And the moral of today’s story is: no matter how much something sucks, customer service is worse.

I'm totally sending that bit on to my Sister. She'll get a (been there, done that) laugh out of it.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_wastrel/]

That moral is the unvarnished truth.