Friday, October 29, 2010

Jedi Mind Trick on the line for the Hampton Jitney

I was standing in line for the Hampton Jitney, I was first in line with about 12 people behind me.

A woman came up to me and said, "Is this the front of the line or the back of the line?"

I replied "This is the front of the line" and then she quickly added "or does it not matter" and she stood in front of me, making herself first in line.

I was quite impressed with her quick thinking. I will have to use that line myself, next time I want to make sure I get a seat before anyone else.

-MW

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Is that poop on your white pants?

When my daughter was younger (14 now) we were walking down Main St in SH. She had her weekly treat of an ice cream cone from the Fudge Factory (her fave store).

As we were walking there was a line of "tourists" coming at us and you think someone would move aside as not to bump into her but ran right into her and you gu...essed it, wound up wearing the ice cream cone (chocolate on white). They got really upset but I just said "next time watch where you are going and you won't have a big brown spot on your pants.

Then said have a nice day and walked away. (you think they would have offered to buy a replacement for a crying 6yr old) The nerve of some people.

-LR

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

This is how we do it

It's not just out-of-town a**holes who make you wonder...

We enjoy the ocean beach by Mecox Bay and drove to the end of Flying Point Road when we saw an open space and parked.

Some a**hole came running over screaming "that's ours, we've been waiting for that space!"

Grandma (who was driving her red mini) said, "What do you mean?"

A**hole said, "We've lived here ten years and that's how we do it."

Grandma said, "I've lived here 25 years and never heard of that."

The nerve of some people!

Does buying an Escalade (or such) include rights over other people, or just the right to be an a**hole (and greedy gas guzzler)?

- OG

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Monday, October 25, 2010

VIP service at the drug store

I was at my neighborhood pharmacy, a real mom & pop place that takes no shit from rude customers, especially the ones who don't really live in this community. This was an obnoxious guest-out-for-the-weekend type.

He was just ahead of me at the line to the cashier, yammering away on his cell LOUDLY, so all could hear his one sided conversation about where he would be dining that night. (dropping the obligatory comments about Della Femina, Nick & Toni's etc.)

When he gets to the cashier with his purchase he is still squawking away on his cell, and just throws his debit card at the cashier. She just folds her arms and stares at him and steps back while listening to him talk. After a minute, he demands that he be rung-up, he's in a hurry after all, what's the problem.

Then he starts tapping the card on the counter, asking why he is not being taken care of, she says with a straight face and a firm voice "Sir, you just looked so busy and so immersed in such an important call, I did not want to disturb you. I'll just wait until you are done with your conversation and will be happy to assist you. In the meantime, STEP AWAY FROM THE REGISTER WHILE YOU ARE ON THE PHONE. (Then sweetly) May I help the next person please?"

Ha - silenced!

Grabbed his card and walked out leaving his lousy Tylenol on the counter. I stepped up with a big smile and wanted to kiss that lady. And now I know that Numbnuts like this are the reason why so many banks & shops out here have to post signs that say no cell phone use at the counter!

-Cassa-Nova