Meglos
HAVE A NECTARINE, GONK
My brother at work the night before last... At around 5am a customer came in, a lady in her fifties or sixties (for context, my brother is in his thirties). The lady wants cigarettes, but can't quite afford them, she was $3 short. My brother says sorry, but that's the price. Lady hangs around for quite awhile, and starts telling her sob story about having a bad back and how she just needs one more pack of smokes. Eventually, as much to get rid of her as anything else, my brother gives him the $3 out of his own pocket.
Customer leaves happy.
Fast forward to today, my brother arrives for his shift, and the other staff member tells him there's a package for him. Once he's alone he opens it - a beautifully wrapped box containing the $3, a pack of new cigarettes, some chocolate raspberries, and a card from the customer to say thank you.
Fair enough, that's nice, as he hadn't expected to ever see that $3 again. However, as he read the card he realised that the thank you note quickly degenerated into something quite suggestive, culminating in the lady's phone number and graphic offers of what she would like to do with him! Needless to say he isn't eating the chocolates in case they are laced with rohypnol or something.
People are odd!
Customer leaves happy.
Fast forward to today, my brother arrives for his shift, and the other staff member tells him there's a package for him. Once he's alone he opens it - a beautifully wrapped box containing the $3, a pack of new cigarettes, some chocolate raspberries, and a card from the customer to say thank you.
Fair enough, that's nice, as he hadn't expected to ever see that $3 again. However, as he read the card he realised that the thank you note quickly degenerated into something quite suggestive, culminating in the lady's phone number and graphic offers of what she would like to do with him! Needless to say he isn't eating the chocolates in case they are laced with rohypnol or something.
People are odd!
haha!
... cheers.
