On August 07 2011 17:01 Demidyne wrote:
So one summer, awful awful summer, I got a temp job to help make some video game money and I was an inventory guy. Realize next time you walk into a grocery store, target, best buy, or god forbit a walmart... that they bring in 16-20 people every so often to inventory.. IE to count by hand every single fucking object in that store... consider that.
So anyway it was an awful job but paid decently enough, and for some reason my creepy old boss always put me on womens lingerie.. keeping in mind that I was a 19 year old guy..
and so all summer I would travel around the region and usually end up counting womens underwear.. but thats not the worst part, i swear to god that at every single store, hundreds of miles apart, this same toothy old man would come up to me when I had my hand and face in a stack of panties and say with a grungy laugh "having fun son?"..
Now of course I know it wasnt actually the same old guy, but the fact that it happened without fail every time really began to creep my out. so one day when I got my assignment I asked my boss for a change he just said "No I really like you in women's underwear" and then turned and walked away.
fffff
So one summer, awful awful summer, I got a temp job to help make some video game money and I was an inventory guy. Realize next time you walk into a grocery store, target, best buy, or god forbit a walmart... that they bring in 16-20 people every so often to inventory.. IE to count by hand every single fucking object in that store... consider that.
So anyway it was an awful job but paid decently enough, and for some reason my creepy old boss always put me on womens lingerie.. keeping in mind that I was a 19 year old guy..
and so all summer I would travel around the region and usually end up counting womens underwear.. but thats not the worst part, i swear to god that at every single store, hundreds of miles apart, this same toothy old man would come up to me when I had my hand and face in a stack of panties and say with a grungy laugh "having fun son?"..
Now of course I know it wasnt actually the same old guy, but the fact that it happened without fail every time really began to creep my out. so one day when I got my assignment I asked my boss for a change he just said "No I really like you in women's underwear" and then turned and walked away.
fffff
lmfao that should be the topic of the blog that sounds fucking hilarious. of course i wasn't the one getting laughed at by creepy old men haha