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03-01-2019, 10:30 PM
This happened about 20 years ago, but it still comes up in my memory from time to time.
I was spending the summer with a relative, and went shopping with her, as she needed to return an item of clothing. She had just purchased it a few days prior, and the store had a 30 day return policy. At this time, the store had registers that printed out receipts with little blue dots forming the letters and numbers (dot matrix?), and the print was really light, most likely because some employee was too lazy to change the ribbon.
Behind the counter stands this gorilla sized, extremely angry negress, with a nametag that reads "Queen". My relative presented the item, with tags still attached, and the receipt, stating that they didn't fit, and she would like a refund. Queen says: "No, cuz i can'ts read da receet". Relative: "Do you want me to read it to you?" Queen: "I hafta be da one to reads da receet AND do da trasachun!!! Da ink bees too light, so you maybe bring dat in from anotha sto!!!" Relative: "Look. The tags are still attached, with the name of the store and the price, can you please do a return?" Queen: "No." Relative: "May I speak to the manager, please?" Queen, now more angry and at this point yelling: "I AMS DA MANAGER OF DIS STO! HOW DARE YOU QUESTION MY ATHORITIES?! I CANT'S DO NO REFUND FOR A RECEET I CANT'S READ!! DAMN!!!"
We just walked out. So, my relative was stuck with the clothing.
Needless to say, we were both mad about it, but had yet to learn the ways of the beasts.
Spoke to her the other day, and asked her if she remembered this, and she did. I told her how it still makes me mad. She told me to just forget it, and that niggers have brains the size of a grain of salt.
I was spending the summer with a relative, and went shopping with her, as she needed to return an item of clothing. She had just purchased it a few days prior, and the store had a 30 day return policy. At this time, the store had registers that printed out receipts with little blue dots forming the letters and numbers (dot matrix?), and the print was really light, most likely because some employee was too lazy to change the ribbon.
Behind the counter stands this gorilla sized, extremely angry negress, with a nametag that reads "Queen". My relative presented the item, with tags still attached, and the receipt, stating that they didn't fit, and she would like a refund. Queen says: "No, cuz i can'ts read da receet". Relative: "Do you want me to read it to you?" Queen: "I hafta be da one to reads da receet AND do da trasachun!!! Da ink bees too light, so you maybe bring dat in from anotha sto!!!" Relative: "Look. The tags are still attached, with the name of the store and the price, can you please do a return?" Queen: "No." Relative: "May I speak to the manager, please?" Queen, now more angry and at this point yelling: "I AMS DA MANAGER OF DIS STO! HOW DARE YOU QUESTION MY ATHORITIES?! I CANT'S DO NO REFUND FOR A RECEET I CANT'S READ!! DAMN!!!"
We just walked out. So, my relative was stuck with the clothing.
Needless to say, we were both mad about it, but had yet to learn the ways of the beasts.
Spoke to her the other day, and asked her if she remembered this, and she did. I told her how it still makes me mad. She told me to just forget it, and that niggers have brains the size of a grain of salt.