tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post115313588891742928..comments2023-10-22T11:14:13.108-04:00Comments on It's a Pug's Life: Courtesy - a ventMarnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03543853940645527249noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post-1153399313312385672006-07-20T08:41:00.000-04:002006-07-20T08:41:00.000-04:00Yeah, we don't take kindly to outsiders in these p...Yeah, we don't take kindly to outsiders in these parts... ooooh, that sounded so rednecky, didn't it?! Not like me at all!Marnihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03543853940645527249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post-1153254847785619252006-07-18T16:34:00.000-04:002006-07-18T16:34:00.000-04:00Dave: That doesn't surprise me. We have a lot of y...Dave: That doesn't surprise me. We have a lot of yankee transplants down here now and I, personally, think that is what is causing the Southern gentility to suffer. (don't really consider Ohio a yankee state.)Marnihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03543853940645527249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post-1153185877015386442006-07-17T21:24:00.000-04:002006-07-17T21:24:00.000-04:00I'm with the Haahnster on this one, KLee. So what...I'm with the Haahnster on this one, KLee. So what if you weigh more than she does? You're a paying customer. You don't DESERVE that kind of treatment ... and she doesn't DESERVE that kind of job. Where is she? I'll go kick her a** for you.Cuphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00306848986781193911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post-1153185771462390282006-07-17T21:22:00.000-04:002006-07-17T21:22:00.000-04:00*stands and applauds the little cousin**stands and applauds the little cousin*Cuphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00306848986781193911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post-1153178006884761802006-07-17T19:13:00.000-04:002006-07-17T19:13:00.000-04:00Mine, too. I have suffered that type of humiliatio...Mine, too. I have suffered that type of humiliation in the past and I applaud you for being so strong. :)Marnihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03543853940645527249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post-1153177808929464802006-07-17T19:10:00.000-04:002006-07-17T19:10:00.000-04:00I suppose it's the higher road to remain reticent,...I suppose it's the higher road to remain reticent, and pause to realize she was probably just a miserable little bug of a person. Still, I'm not sure I'd take the high road. You have my respect for doing so, though!haahnsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17065983815164590875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post-1153175129156068802006-07-17T18:25:00.000-04:002006-07-17T18:25:00.000-04:00It wasn't worth the fight. The thing is, had I bo...It wasn't worth the fight. The thing is, had I bothered to complain, the sad fact is that nothing probably would have been done. The manager would have acted like he/she was all incensed, and would have given me lip service, but ultimately nothing would have been done to her. <BR/><BR/>No, I shouldn't have to put up with that crap -- no one should. But, is it worth being labeled as one of *those* kinds of customers? Sadly, because I *am* fat, I'm not taken seriously, and not just in grocery stores.<BR/><BR/>At any rate, she wasn't worth the effort. Her insult, while nasty, was just the spouting of a frustrated little worker bee. I really didn't want to give her pettiness a garden in which to flourish. So, I chose to be the bigger, literally and figuratively, of the two of us.KLeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00432371404842970536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post-1153170900604106812006-07-17T17:15:00.000-04:002006-07-17T17:15:00.000-04:00Yeah, I failed to mention I would have marched st...Yeah, I failed to mention I would have marched straight to the manager and demanded something to happen to her.Marnihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03543853940645527249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post-1153166040528516822006-07-17T15:54:00.000-04:002006-07-17T15:54:00.000-04:00Klee: Whoa, whoa, whoa...hit the brakes, and hold ...Klee: Whoa, whoa, whoa...hit the brakes, and hold up. A cashier, on-duty in a grocery store, referred to you, a paying customer, as a "fat bitch"???!!?<BR/><BR/>I'm sorry, but that's termination time. If someone did that to my mother, wife, sister or daughter, I'd press the issue, no hesitation.<BR/><BR/>You really shouldn't have to put up with that crap at all.haahnsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17065983815164590875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post-1153154155761863902006-07-17T12:35:00.000-04:002006-07-17T12:35:00.000-04:00Makes my blood boil just thinking about it. Glad y...Makes my blood boil just thinking about it. Glad you didn't stoop to her level!Marnihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03543853940645527249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28046812.post-1153151859971655902006-07-17T11:57:00.000-04:002006-07-17T11:57:00.000-04:00I have often bemoaned the death od civility. Peop...I have often bemoaned the death od civility. People *are* getting ruder, and it's so sad. There's no real reason for it.<BR/><BR/>The thing that I'm hating more than the general snottiness is the people who are outright mean for no real reason. I was in the grocery store yesterday when the cashier caught an attitude with me. I didn't say anything, mostly because I knew if I did, there'd be hell to pay. She waited until I walked away after paying, but said loudly enough that I was sure to hear: "Fat bitch." I wanted to go postal, but I didn't want to give her the satisfaction, you know?KLeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00432371404842970536noreply@blogger.com